Chastity’s face had a thoughtful expression on it and she lifted the front of her skirt and started feeling around the tapes of her diaper. She experimentally pulled on each of them a little bit. “That’s odd; they feel pretty strong to me,” she said and let her skirt drop. “But I was running…” she murmured and lifted her right thigh up practically as high as it would go, nearly stumbling. Jack instantly reached out and steadied her. “Thanks,” she said. “Did you hear that?”
“Hear what?” he asked.
Chastity dropped her leg and lifted it again. “That.”
Jack had been listening. “Your diaper crinkle?” he asked tentatively.
“Not just that,” she said. “But this; listen carefully,” she instructed, and lifted her leg a third time. Jack clearly heard something else; the tape protesting under the motion. “Did you hear it?”
Jack nodded. “I did. I guess these tapes can only take so much,” he said. “High running speeds not one of them.”
Chastity nodded. “Good to know,” she said pointedly.
He nodded again. “So much for our running game,” he said.

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