Diana Sauers

Neither Carol or Alexa recognized the tall woman at the front door, nor her five children.

"May I help you?" Carol questioned, staring at the gathering of very well behaved children.

"I'm looking for a Miss Alexa Johnson? Here to return her laptop?" The woman questioned, looking like she thought she may have the wrong address.

"That's me! Sorry, I completely forgot to call you and schedule a time to come back!" Alexa said, bounding forward between Carol and Diana.

"Miss Johnson, pleasure to meet you." The woman said, extending her hand. "Diana Sauers, Miss Sauers if you please."

"Sauers...Diana....you wouldn't happen to have graduated Fernhome Secondary School, would you?" Carol said, a shock looked passing on her face.

"I did, in fact. You are....?" She questioned, keeping her kids well controlled.

"Carol. I remember you! Freshman Literature, right?" Carol said, looking surprised at the turn of events.

The woman, and her children, were invited into the house as they reminisced over memories of school. No one remembered the backpack, but Carol and Diana certainly remembered their friendship in school. Alexa headed upstairs to work on some projects, and sorted out the bag to return. She was interrupted by Carol coming up and knocking on the office door.

"Hey, Diana and I are planning on grabbing some lunch. Want to get changed from your work clothes really quickly?"

"Sure, I have pretty much the entire day off. Can we get my bag first?" Alexa questioned, prompting a nod from Carol.

Arms up, arms down. Shimmy. Alexa looked around her room as she stood naked, with Carol picking out her outfit amongst the massive amount of clothes from the boutique.

"Ooh. Perfect!" Carol said, always happy to play dressup with her friend. A strapless training bra fit well, but Carol stopped after a bewildered look from her.

"This is, uh, a training bra right? Could we use one of the ones I had brought with me?" Alexa said, poking at the bra. Its supposed use, to give her some appearance of breasts, was completely pointless, as the pressure it exerted squished any bump down and away from exposure.

"It's either this or a camisole. Besides, these are super comfy and I think it flatters your figure well. Arms up Lex." Carol said, promptly a mechanically response from Alexa. A loose sundress was pulled down, reaching above her knee; some ruffled hem socks came, ending with a pair of Mary Janes.

"Couldn't someone see my diaper?" Alexa questioned, twirling around in the mirror as she took stock of the dress.

"No worrying about your diaper. Remember what I said a few days ago Lex?" Carol said, working a pink bow into Alexa's hair.

"Uh, no?" Alexa said, getting comfortable in her dress.

"You need them. Should I be embarrassed if someone knew I was wearing a bra for my breasts? Do you think I should be?" Carol questioned, sounding slightly standoffish, her hands lifted them.

"Of course not, that'd be..." Alexa was cut off.

"Then don't worry even if someone could see your diaper. No one will to begin with." Carol replied. "I don't go around flashing my bra to every person, so unless you get off on that..."

"I don't, I don't..." Alexa said, realizing Carol was joking too late. She shot back with a joke, and soon, Carol was scooting her downstairs so she could get ready herself.

Conversation was a bit awkward between Diana and Alexa, at least until they exchanged bags. After that, Diana talked about her children and the like, clearly enjoying the role of mother of 5. They hit it off when they began discussing interests in movies, especially romance movies; eventually Carol came down, dressed in a pair of figure flattering jeans and a crop top.

"My car or yours?" Carol asked.

"Well, I need space for the five kids....so mine." Diana said, which caused a question from Alexa once they reached the car.

"Where will I sit?"

"Oh, we have a spot in the back. Between Joan and Jodie." Diana said, which caused a reaction from Carol.

"I'll have to grab Lex's car seat. One second!" Diana raised an eyebrow, but once explained the story, snorted a bit and helped move the carseat into the car.

Thus, Alexa found herself in the 3rd row from the back, between two very oversized 8 year-olds, and behind 3 just as oversized kids. Alexa felt beyond embarrassed that she had somehow squeezed into these Joan's clothes, especially now that she met the girl in the flesh. All in all, it was a mortifying experience, especially being strapped up besides the kids in a car seat.

"Okay, we have a 40 minute drive ahead of us. What's the show you all want?" Diana's voice said, clearly used to using the televisions in the back of seats to placate the children. They all eagerly watched what was ahead of them, and silence dominated the car, besides for Carol and Diana catching up. Feeling something hit her lap, Alexa looked down and noticed Joan had passed her a pair of headphones which were identical to the one's she wore. Hoping to connect them to her phone, she pulled them over her head, realizing instead they were playing the sound of a cartoon. It captured her attention.

Carol looked back in between her discussion with Diana, happy to have made two friends in the span of a week; up front, a friend she could relate to with motherhood, in the back, a friend she could help. Alexa sat there with the cat eared headphones on, giggling along with the kids, but mostly looking deep in thought. Her sundress rode up, clearly exposing the day of the week panties, and the padding below them, but Carol made no comment. The less Alexa cared about them, the better. Nearly 30 minutes into the drive, Carol looked back once more, and realized Alexa's eyes were wide, clearly wanting her attention. She shot her a look back, and Alexa looked down, desperation on her face. Bathroom. Now.

"Do you think we could stop? Sorry, I really need the bathroom." Carol asked Diana during a lull in their conversation.

"Of course. I'm glad you asked, GPS says traffic might delay us a bit, so a stop is in order for the kiddies." Diana responded.

They pulled into a gas station, and Carol pulled Alexa out of her booster seat once all the kids were out. Diana looked just a bit confused, but said nothing, merely watching both her kids stretch, and Carol escort the waddling girl to the bathroom.

"Shit, shit, shit." Alexa muttered as they went to the bathroom. Not thinking anything of Carol following her into the family bathroom, she felt a sense of relief upon seeing a toilet, especially once Carol shut the door.