Pink Booties

With nothing at all to her name but what she could find in this dumpster it was a miracle she could find any crotch cover, whatsoever!

And even better, some foot wear! Her feeties had always been so pampered and pedicured, Lauren would bark biweekly at the Vietnamese women that slaved over her feet for a career.

Now Lauren had no fancy Louboutin high heeled shoes with hidden lifts to make her look like a leggy fashionista, or even average height.

Not even stockings, or a single sock to cover her toesies and protect her feet from the rough pavement.

With not so much as a toe ring to remind her of her maturity Lauren dusted her dirtied soles and slipped them into the pink booties.

It was like Cinderella...but in reverse.

The booties did feel ultra comfy on her soft, ivory feet, but in the warm sun she was sweating in just them and her diaper!

Probably, in no small part from the sheer shame she felt being exposed in this...most childish of wardrobes.

So, mustering all the courage she could beat it down the alley and to the sidewalk that would be the road to her salvation...she hoped.