Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
I looked down at you with an expression that’s both amused and annoyed. You’re lying on your back, naked except for the diaper that’s hanging off the edge of the changing table. I shake my head, a lock of blonde hair falling across my forehead.
“Really, you’re acting like a total baby” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “I mean, I get it. You wanna be a big boy now. But you still need to be changed like a baby.”