Jack looked at her quizzically. “Did it?” he asked, somewhat disbelieving.
She nodded, breathing heavier with the exertion of their run. “Yeah,” she said, rooted to the spot. “It almost came off.”
“That would have been a sight,” Jack mused.
She glowered at him. “Shut up.”
“What? It would have been.”
She gave him a look. “You probably just like the idea of a girl running around without any sort of underwear on at all,” she retorted.
Jack actually thought about it. “Not really,” he said.
Chastity rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“Well, what are you going to do about this?” he asked. “Stand there all day holding a half-open diaper or are you going to fix it?”
She looked at him, almost in distress. “How am I supposed to do that?” she demanded. “The instant I let go my diaper is going to fall off!”
Jack shook his head. “Well, then I’ll fix it,” he said and took a step closer.
Chastity blushed a fine crimson. “Um, are you sure about that?” she stammered.

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