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I finally followed Frankie out of the pub’s bathroom, still in shock at the realization that I had sympathized with the young girl over the course of that day. The sun was now setting over the horizon, swallowed by the waves as I made my way through the bar. I pains me to admit, but I had second thoughts

I had woken up at dawn, determined to get away from that wretched girl and the rest of my crazy family who had made the past few days a living hell for me, ridiculing and humiliating me. Forcing me into training pants and even a diaper fod god’s sake. An actual, adult sized diaper that I woke up still wearing.

Hours later, at dusk, I was still wearing a pair of flowery bedwetter Pull-Ups while an extra diaper from the same package as the one I wore the night before was sitting in Frankie’s purse, ready to be thrown at me on the first chance she’d get.

And me? I was growing a soft spot for the girl, helping her win the affection of James, the boy I used to have a crush on… Of course it sounded like I was getting mad, but it was part of my plan.

I had to earn Frankie’s trust for her to stop suspecting me. Hence why I didn’t fight her on wearing the Goodnites. I even suffered through the embarrassment of wearing them in front of James and his girlfriend Casey, a nasty former friend who had not hesitated to start making cruel jokes about my diapered state. If only she knew…

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When I got back to my seat, a new sangria pitcher had been served, which was perfect as I needed to get Frankie slightly drunk for the next part of my plan.

Ashley: Why don’t we play a drinking game? 

James: Sure, I’m up for it.

Casey: Never have I ever! This way we’ll get to know you a bit more Frankie… and we’ll also get to learn what happened with you in the last two years, Ash! Who wants to start? Birthday girl?

Frankie: Okay let me think… Never have I ever…

She looked at me and I could swear she was about to say something to ridicule me, put me in an uncomfortable position. I shouldn’t have made that proposition, now this thing was starting to backfire.

Frankie: …Broken a bone.

James: Oh… a few drinks for me then.

Casey: Well that was a lame start…

Frankie: Think you can do better?

Casey: Never have I ever wet the bed.

There was a short moment of silence which I did not expect. How did Casey know? Was she simply saying that because we mentioned bed wetting relatives earlier to justify why we had some Goodnites. Frankie had said she dared me to wear one as a joke, maybe dhe wanted to see how much of a joke it really was. Or maybe she was just asking out of spite, to mock me.

James picked up his glass and drank.

Frankie: What?! When was it?

James: I’m not proud of this but a few years ago I got so drunk and woke up on the beach not knowing where I was and I had completely pissed myself. It was not a glorious moment for me.

Frankie: That’s just gross…

I had a feeling he was lying to protect me once again, but his girlfriend wouldn’t let this go.

Casey: Aren’t you drinking Ashley? We know it runs in the family… What about you Frankie?

Frankie: Sure Casey… I guess last time I wet the bed I was a kid and I had too much juice before night time, whatever.

She drank.

Ashley: Yeah, whatever.

I reluctantly took a sip from my cup.

Casey: When was your last time Ash…? Last year?

She grinned at me and added with a falsely playful tone.

Casey: Did you wet your bed last night?

James: Come on Cass, what is this?

Casey: It’s just part of the game, you have to elaborate! We’re all friends here, you can tell us anything! Remember 2 years ago when we wanted to sleep over in the tree house and you absolutely had to stop by your house before, so we took that long detour just so you could dissappear in the bathroom for 5 minutes… What was that about?

James: Okay now you’re just making it weird, can we move on to the next one?

I got nervous under so much pressure.

Ashley: I was putting on my night time Pull-Ups, that’s what I was doing. Yes, you heard me, I was almost 18 years old and I still wore Goodnites to bed because of eventual accidents. My family didn’t trust me to spend a night without them. My aunt was about to join us to hand me over the full pack of diapers in front of you two, so I had no choice but to go back to the house and put it on myself. I ended up being thankful for their lack of confidence in me because I did pee myself that night and a couple of nights since then. I even slept in a diaper yesterday because I pissed in my Goodnites during the day and if you want to know the truth, I’m still wearing Pull-Ups right now! Are you happy?! Is that all now?

But of course I didn’t say that. Instead I remained awkwardly silent.

James: Never have I ever gone skinny dipping in the Ocean!

Ashley: Oh my Gosh, that’s so not true!

James: Well I guess I gotta drink as well.. maybe a couple of times.

Frankie: I’ll drink a few times too! Won’t you Casey?

Casey: Sure.

We all laughed and cheered and hit our cups together, but I knew that under her happy mask, Casey was out to get me.

Ashley: It looks like we’re almost out of sangria, Cass will you come get some with me?

Casey: Of course.

We got up and I winked at Frankie as a signal that I would buy her some time.

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