Fearing what Andrew would do with the picture, you tiptoe downstairs at 5:30 to wait outside his car. You feel so stupid, standing there in a diaper. None of your jeans would fit over it, so you had to grab some of your college-age sister's old yoga pants out of the closet.
He comes out almost 20 minutes late, leaving you standing there embarrassed and cold. When he finally comes out, he laughs. "Yoga pants? Really, John?"
You climb into the car, and you drive to his job at the construction site. "Here? Really?" you ask.
"I called my bud last night, and had him pick up some things. Oh, and I want it to be a surprise, so..." He passes you a blindfold and headphones. You sigh, and put on the blindfold. You are astonished to discover the headphones are playing some soothing, relaxing music.
He leads you through the construction site. You hear muffled banging, and what might be someone talking, but nothing specific.
Andrew removes your blindfold, and you find yourself in a small office in a chair. He plops down in the chair behind the desk, and smiles.
"Alright, John, you want me to keep your secret? Then you do exactly as I say. Got that?"
You nod, and he throws a bag over the desk. "Put that stuff on."
You look in the bag and see a girly outfit with ruffles and a skirt, a pacifier, a pair of hooker heels, lipstick, 4 fresh diapers, and some plastic pants that say JoAnne on the back.
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