Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Wednesday, Sept. 14 – 8 AM to 2 PM EST
There are just some times that you cannot say no.
I had kind of known what I was getting into all along. I knew that he was different from the rest and had his own way of doing things. But nonetheless when I opened the drawer, I could not contain my shock. Why did he have an over-sized diaper right next to his socks? He could be immature at times, sure, but I never thought that he would wear a diaper. I had heard of it before, where grown men would wear diapers, and there were different theories, including regression. But when it came to my roommate, the thought had never even entered my mind.
Standing in shock, I had not heard the movement behind me. He caught me with the diaper lifted in my hand and demanded to know what I was doing snooping in his room. When I couldn’t answer, he folded his arms over his chest and started pouting. Despite the fact that he could be immature, I had never seen this type of behavior before. The only way that I could define it is that he was regressing.
Should you say no?
Michael had come into my life sort of unexpectedly. I had been looking for the perfect roommate for months, until I got to the point where I knew that there was no such thing as a perfect roommate. But my heart had done flip flops when I opened up the door to find him standing there in a business suit complete with flowers. He had held them out. “Just for you,” he had said. Like I said, he definitely had his own way of doing things.
I had moved him in the next week with absolutely no doubts or fears that this would not work out. We had lived together for three months, and now here I was standing in his room holding up an oversized diaper. Needless to say, from a business suit to a diaper, I had plenty of questions in my mind.
…to be continued
Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424