Possessive

Entering his house, Jim quickly undressed to remove the old fashioned looking diaper. As he tried to undo one of the two tiny safety pins that were causing his fingers trouble, he heard his front door open. Turning around, he saw the tall woman looking down at his disapprovingly.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Jimmy, you know better than to be awake during nap time.”

Jim tried to run but he was grabbed and lifted of the ground. Before he knew it, he was being held in a cradling position with his cheek rubbing up against the woman’s bust.