Give Sarah some space.

"I'm really sorry." You apologise again. "I'll go."

"I think that's for the best." Tanya says.

"Goodnight Sarah." You say sadly. "I'll call you tomorrow."

You drive home, wondering if this is the end of your relationship. Can she forgive you? Do you have any chance of getting her into bed now? How would that even work when she needs diapers?

You can't get the image of Sarah's diapered bottom out of your mind. You realise that it didn't look bad. Not sexy but definitely cute. Then you have a strange idea. You wonder what it feels like to wear a diaper.