Drive to Ashleys house

Ashley gives you directions to her studio apartment. When you pull up, you get out of the car, but she stays in the back seat. You open the door for her but she still won't get out. She sticks out her bottom lip and says, "You have to help me out." You reach over her to unbuckle the seat belt. As you lean over, your bodies press against each other. You hear a crinkle, but disregard it.

Ashley gets out and grabs your hand. She leads you to her studio apartment. When she opens the door, you finally understand why she acts like this. Her entire apartment is decorated like a nursery! On the back wall is a crib, and next to that what appears to be a changing table with an entire shelf of adult size diapers. On another wall is a giant rocking horse. Scattered all over the floor are baby toys.

"You live here?" You ask.

"Uh huh," she replies in her child like voice. "But you're the first boy who's taken me home. Nobody ever wants to take me home." She looks up at you. "Except you. I'm so excited to have you here."

You think about heading back to your car, but she's so damn cute and you love the way she talks to you. Everything about her is new and interesting. You stammer, "Pleasure is mine."

"One thing I need to know, John," she asks. "Are you my Daddy or my playmate?