Just as Jordan was getting the ‘lay of the land’ inside her pants, as it were, Margaret (the technician from the previous night) cracked open the door and said, “Jordan? Good morning. It’s me Margaret – do you remember?”
“Yes I’m ok now – sorry Margaret – come in.” Jordan groggily replied.
The diminutive woman entered the room and turned on a lamp next to Jordan’s bed. “You sleep extremely heavily Jordan. Do you remember anything at all from last night?”
“A little I guess – but mostly from before I went to sleep.”
“That’s what I’d guess. Are you…I mean…is your diaper…well…wet?” Margaret asked as she began to reach for Jordan’s waist.
