“There you go, all set. Finish getting dressed, I need to go change.” She indicated her nightgown.
Ray, who was digging through a drawer, thought she meant something else. “You mean your, um, Goodnite?”
“Huh?” Trinna realized how easily her last statement could be misinterpreted. “Oh, I changed out of that when I first woke up, I meant my nightgown.”
“Oh.” Ray tried on a third pair of shorts, finally finding one that fit over his bulky diaper. “Did you…?”
Trinna blushed at the question, even though she woke up dry. She was about to answer, but decided after what Ray did last night, he could use some solidarity. “It was wet, yeah.” Ray nodded as he started looking for a shirt, and Trinna slipped out to her own room, lightly kicking the door shut as she pulled her nightgown off and got dressed, choosing a hoodie and a long denim skirt.
