This was to be part of a post from back in December that I never got around to finishing:
To make sure that she would have absolutely no question as to what was to happen tonight, I left a message for Stacee Skye at work to let her know that she was not to use the restroom after 3pm and that she was to call me when she was ready to leave. Predictably, when she called, she said she needed to use the restroom. So her first stop on the way home was to get some adult diapers.
One top of the first diaper was a pair of panty hose and some big girl panties–you would hardly know she was wearing a diaper. That is, until she leaked through and soaked he shorts. So she was sent back to the garage to put another diaper on over the first. Which worked fine till she soaked another set of shorts. Since then, I gave her a cut off shirt and left the shorts off, she has been back out to the garage two more times–each time putting two additional diapers on. And they still look like she is soaking through.
I had such poor luck last time with leakage, I haven’t tried again.