“Who are they, Ted?” Anna asked.
“Trouble,” he said sourly. “See that one over there?”
He indicated Deanna and Anna nodded.
“She attacked some girl at the pool.”
“Oh my God…is she OK?”
Ted shrugged. “Beats me. I sure hope so.”
Megan began to feel sick to her stomach. Things were going so well. There had been no sudden accidents. Her nerves were intact. She was actually beginning to enjoy herself…and now this.
“Will you…um…excuse me for a sec,” she said hurriedly, making her way to the bathroom.
She locked herself in a stall and pounded her hand against the wall. She was torn between wanting to tear Deanna’s heart out and wanting to run far away. Those concerns, however, were ancillary to the ones being presented by her body. After sitting on the toilet a moment or two, her feeling of queasiness passed. She glanced down at her panties and noticed that the diaper fabric was almost completely soaked through. It was probably a knee-jerk reaction to spotting Deanna, she told herself, and nothing more.

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