Douglas a close family friend was waiting for me at the door when I arrived home from my last college exam. He was lean and stood six feet tall. I knew I was in trouble for he wore a frown instead of his usual smile. Our relationship has been rocky since my mother walked out on me shortly after I graduated from high school. We struck a deal that I would attend college while working in the summer. I had known Douglas for most of my life and I considered him my father even though he was not. "What did I do this time?" I asked as I closed the door behind me. "I'm afraid that you were caught in another lie, Sally," he replied in his deep voice. "You told me that you had a job lined up with G-Mart for this summer. I called them earlier and they told me that they have never heard of you. Do you want to explain why you lied to me?" I put my purse on coffee table and sat down on the sofa. I was wearing my retro schoolgirl uniform complete with a black skirt and a white blouse. I always got good grades whenever I wore the uniform and I looked damn hot. The male teachers always loved to look at my long legs and try to get a peek at my panties. "Did I tell you G-Mart?" I said with a thoughtful look. "I could have sworn that I told you that I was working with Wendy at the Rocket Hardware store." Douglas looked at me sternly and I knew that I would not be able to get out of this lie. The truth was that I had never really put in any applications yet and I wanted a break between school and work. "You will need to be punished for this lie," he said. "What are you going to do?" The lean and tall man sat down in his favorite chair and it was then that I finally noticed the shopping bag. He reached into the bag and brought out a wooden paddle. There was still something that I could not see in the shopping bag. "You can have your choice between a spanking with the paddle or you can go for what's in the bag," he finally replied with a slight smile on his face. My curiosity about the object still in the bag was aroused. I hated spankings since Douglas would never stop and my little ass would be sore for weeks afterwards. I thought over my options briefly as he waited for my answer. "Will the thing in the bag hurt me?" I asked. "Not physically," he replied. "I'll have what's still in the bag then." Douglas put the wooden paddle back in the bag before withdrawing the other object. He held it up for me to see and my mouth fell open. He was holding an old fashion absorbent diaper. "You have to be joking," I said. "Not at all, Sally," he said with a smug expression. "You will have to wear a diaper until you get a job for the summer." I stood up and reached for the diaper. Douglas snatched it away before I was able to get a hold of it. "I will have to put it on you," he explained. "And I will have to change you." "Your circuits have really been screwy since my mother left me." I started pouting then and I probably looked more like a cry baby rather than a schoolgirl of nineteen. The slender and tall man stood up from the chair and took my hand. He led me into my bedroom where I noticed a big container of baby powder sitting on my nightstand.

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