Snowed In For The Week

by DeeWet

 

I should have been smarter and kept driving past the place, but I knew that the snowstorm had filled every possible regular hotel and this was the only one I could find while searching through the yellow pages.

It was a seedy looking place in not a great neighborhood, but it did have a parking garage and I had to get into someplace warm for the night.

The lobby was empty and surprisingly clean. The woman behind the counter looked long and hard at me before give me a room on the fifth floor. She actually leaned over the counter to look at my feet.

There were some hot looking women in the elevator with me. When I got off on my floor, they held the elevator door open and watched me find my room. Again, I should have realized what they were and where I was when I saw that the doors were painted pink.

I opened the door and knew that I had made a big mistake. The bedroom was a baby's room, with a crib, changing table, rocking horse and a high chair. What was even stranger was the size of everything. It was sized for an adult.

I hurried back down to the lobby.

"There has been a mistake," I said.

She smiled. "Look, this is a fantasy hotel where people go to make believe. We have all kinds of rooms, including the baby room I gave you. It's snowing outside and we are not busy. Anyone over 5' 3" can't fit in that bed so I gave the room to you. Just relax. The bed is soft and if you want, use some diapers and not have to get up in the night."

She seemed nice and convincing. I surely couldn't sleep in my car. The decision to do it was made when she gave me the room without charge.

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I walked over to the crib and tested the mattress. It did feel soft, but when I lifted the sheets, I notice that the mattress was protected by plastic.

Under the changing table was a stack of disposable and cloth diapers. No for me, I decided as I changed into shorts and a t-shirt. I climbed into the bed, figuring to get some sleep and get out of here early in the morning.

For some reason, lying in that crib brought back old feelings of comfort and warmness. I fell asleep quickly.

I'm not sure how long I slept, but I awoke to find three hot smiling women standing around the crib. The ones from the elevator.

"You are so little and cute," said one of them.

"I just needed a room for the storm," I blurted out, rising from the bed.

The red head stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. "We know, but you so cute and we're bored. The place is empty tonight."

"Can we play baby with you tonight?" asked the blonde. "We would make it fun for you."

Why not? I thought. Being babied by three women doesn't sound too bad. I agreed and they giggled.

I was stripped by their soft hand as they talked baby talk to me. Next, they took me into the bathroom and took off all my hair. "We can't look cute with all that hair." So no shorts until the hair on my legs grew back. It was winter.

"Up on the changing table," said the redhead whose name was Shelly. "We need to get you ready for playtime, but first we need to get a diaper on you before any accidents happen."

She put a large, fluffy pink diaper under me while Genny rubbed me with baby oil, finishing with lots of powder.

Next Shelly worked a pair of plastic pants over my feet and noisily pulled them up and over my bulky diaper.

They continued telling me how cute I was.

"Do you mind being our baby girl instead of a boy. You'll make such a wonderful girl.

I started to protest, but I was stopped by the pacifier placed in my mouth. Hey, I was already wearing diaper and plastic pants, so what the hell?

They put me in a yellow dress and petticoat, topped off with ruffled socks and yellow shoes.

I turned to look in the wall mirror.

"Not yet," Genny stopped me. "Wait until your hair is done. We need to get you to the beauty shop for a wig and make-up.

They opened the door and started to lead me into the hallway. I hesitated.

"Don't be afraid," said Shelly. We have no other customers tonight so no one will see you.

It felt so weird walking into the elevator, my yellow dress pillowing out from the multi-layer petticoat. I knew the dress was too short to hide my diapered bottom and besides the plastic pants announced my state with every step.

They took me to the third floor that had a beauty shop. It seemed strange that it was open on a snowy night, but I was told it was for the escorts and men that wanted to be transformed.

The beautician cooed over how cute she was going to make me as she put a plastic cape around me. The ladies started discussing about what wig to use for me when I realized I had to pee. I took out the pacifier and told them.

"Silly, girl," said Shelly. "Just use your diaper. We'll change you later."

I couldn't believe this, but they were so hot looking that I would do anything they wanted. I relax and peed, feeling the warmth spreading safely in my thirsty diaper.

I can't begin to explain the conflicting emotion running through me as I sat in a beauty shop chair in a wet, warm diaper covered by plastic pants, not to mention being in a dress and having three sexy women deciding on my hair color. I felt some embarrassment, but mostly I felt as if I were in a dream, stuck in this strange place while snow fell outside.

The wet diaper swelled between my legs and I could feel the smooth plastic of the pants on the inside of my thighs. The pants cracked loudly whenever I moved.

They decided that I was to be a blonde with long curly hair. The beautician took out my pacifier and started on my face with something that stung. "It will only hurt for a second as we get all that remains of nasty hair on your face," she told me.

It only hurt for a few seconds and after a minute or so she wiped it of my skin. "Feel your face."

I couldn't believe the smoothness.

While she continued on my face, one of the other girls started on my fingernails, painting them a light pink. She put a bracelet on my wrist with beads that spelled out the name Cindy.

"I thought we were empty tonight," said a woman coming into the room. She was dressed in a shiny black leather dress, high black boots and her hair in a tight bun.

"He needed a room for the night because of the storm and we were bored," Shelly said as she rubbed my soft face. "She promised to let us play baby with her tonight."

The woman in leather marched over to my chair. I noticed how tall she was in the high- heeled boots making feel so little. "She could be snowed in for a long time. I hear that we are getting two more feet." She pulled up my face by a finger under my chin. "You've got to let me play with her tomorrow."

"I have to leave tomorrow," I said, my voice sounding small and weak.

Her eyes widened and she reached down and squeezed me through the diaper. "She needs some training. Let me have her."

Shelly pushed her away and put the pacifier back in my mouth. "Don't hurt her. She's our baby."

Suddenly I didn't want to play baby. I wanted to be anywhere else, but in my current attire, I decided to not push the issue, because I really didn't want the lady in leather having her way with me.

Another woman came into the room. She wore a short nurse's dress.

"I'm not busy at all tonight," the nurse said. "Does your little one need a check-up? Maybe cleaned out?"

Shelly reached down the front of my plastic pants. "She's wet and need changing."

"Good," replied the nurse. "We can do a flush before her new diaper."

 

They took off my plastic cover and I was lead to a full-length mirror. I couldn't believe the change. The face staring back at me was a little girl's and my dress was so pretty.

On that same floor, they took me to a room that looked like a doctors examination room. The nurse pulled out a plastic pink dress. "You better put this on her. She might get something on that dress and stain it."

Shelly unzipped my dress, sliding it and my petticoat down to me feet. I stepped out of them and was zipped into the loose fitting plastic dress with little pinks stars. You could see my hairless body through the plastic.

They also fitted my hair into a plastic shower cap and took off my diaper and plastic pants

The examination table was covered in a rubber sheet. I was forced onto it face down with my legs pulled underneath me to put my exposed butt into the air. When I started to protest the nurse quickly clamped my wrist to the table with leather straps. She moved so fast that I was secured before I realized what had happened. She then forced a red ball gag into my mouth.

I knew that things were going way beyond just a little fun with some hot girls when I felt the nurse's fingers coating my rectum with a cold lubricant. Next, she placed something long up my butt. This didn't hurt but then she did something to make it swell inside me and this hurt. It felt as if I had to go to the bathroom.

"This will make it easer to keep your enema inside you for a few minutes."

Suddenly I began to fill with soapy water. My stomach seemed bloated by the time she finished. I'd never had an enema in my entire life and now I had a sexy nurse filling me while I'm helpless on a table in a pink plastic dress. I became to worry if this would permanently change me because I found that I liked the attention.

They kept me on the table for five minutes as cramps racked my body. All I wanted to do was expel the enema.

"You have to squeeze tight after I take this out," she said as she finally released the air from the bulb in my ass. "The potty is right over there."

I looked over and saw a potty sitting in the open and four women waiting to watch me.

 

After I finished on the plastic potty, I was also finished with being their baby. I wanted to tell them, but all that came out was a muffled moan around the ball gag.

Shelly saw my distress. "Let's get you back in your fluffy diaper and plastic pants. Mommy will take you from the mean nurse."

"I only have disposables," the nurse said.

I couldn't believe the power in her soft voice. I went back to the table with her in a totally submissive state of mind, although I really wanted to get my old clothes back on and get out of here. She continued baby talking to me while powdering me. "Spread your legs so mommy can pull up your diaper." This diaper wasn't as thick as the cloth one and did not feel as comfortable. "Now we put on some plastic pants for more protection," she said as she worked the noisy pants up my legs and then over my diaper.

I reached to take the ball gag out of my mouth. "No, no, no," said Shelly. "Let's keep that in until we get baby's bottle ready."

They changed me out of the plastic dress back into the pretty one and the fluffy petticoat. Shelly then led me out in the hallway and to another room. This one seemed to be the girl's lounge with lots of couches, a big screen TV, and some tables. The room was full of sexy women, all bored because of the storm.

They all wanted me to come over to show them my dress. Many pulled up the dress to see my diapered state.

The enema didn't completed flush out of me on the potty and I felt some leaking out into my diaper when I sat on one of the bigger girls laps. But, since I was safely wearing the diaper and plastic pants, I found no reason to try to hold any of it in me.

The big girl was given and a baby bottle. She leaned back on the couch with me, took off my gag, and played with the nipple at my lips. "Is baby hungry?"

I opened my mouth and started sucking on the bottle of milk. While I drank, she fondled the front of my plastic pants causing my little penis to grow excited. In a night of strangeness, it really felt weird getting ready to cum in a diaper while drinking from a baby bottle in a room full of women.

I sucked hard on the nipple as I came in my diaper. The woman feeding me pulled the bottle from my mouth. "Did baby mess in her diaper?"

All I could do was close my eyes and nod. I didn't want to see the other beautiful faces watching me orgasm.

She returned the nipple into my mouth and I continued sucking for my milk. Someone was talking about the snow continuing and how we might be stuck for a few days. Briefly, I grew worried about getting back on the road in the morning, but the warm milk and the late hour made me very sleepy.

 

I awoke to the sounds of women moaning in orgasms. Opening my eyes, I saw that I was on the floor lying on a thick comforter. While I slept, they had changed me out of my pretty dress. I looked down and saw that I now wore a soft pair of pink pajamas with feet. The sleeves ended in mittens that kept my hands from being able to move much. I flexed my legs and heard the crackle of plastic. When I tried to close my thighs, I felt thick cloth keeping them apart.

All around me were naked, moaning women playing with each other. I kept still, sucking on my pacifier, watching the wonderful show.

As I grew more alert, I felt something in my butt, as if I had to go to the bathroom. I worried then that I would shit my diaper and smell up the place. I tried to squeeze my anus muscles, but couldn't. It was then that I realize that they had put a butt plug in me.

One of the women saw that I was awake. She got on the floor next to me and pulled out my pacifier. I hungrily took her offered nipple into my mouth and began to suck. I couldn't believe the size of her nipples.

She moaned as I worked her nipple with my tongue, rubbing the back of my neck gently with her soft, long fingers. Her smooth leg rubbed sensually against my hairless thighs. She then pushed her leg between mine, pushing against my diapered bottom and pressing the plug deeper into me.

More of the women came down to the floor. Someone unsnapped the crotch of my pajamas and started rubbing my diaper. Another was whispering into my ear about what a cute baby girl I was and how she wondered if I ever gave a man a blow job. She described how cute my lips would be wrapped around a big cock. "Men would love having someone so little play with their cocks, sucking on them until they filled baby's mouth with sweet cream."

I wanted to say that I wasn't gay, but the hard nipple in my mouth kept me silent.

"You'll love the heat of his meat filling your mouth. I can't go more than a day without semen on my tongue," she said to me.

This should have been a sign of things to come for me, but at the time, I was helplessly dressed in diapers and plastic pants, surrounded by hot women.

 

 

Eventually the women ran out of energy and started leaving to find places to sleep. I heard them complaining about not being able to go home because of the snow storm and several laughed about having to actually sleep in the beds usually only used for fucking.

The first man I'd seen, came in to take me back to my bed. He was a huge guy who easily lifted and carried me off to my baby bed. As he carried me, he rubbed my butt through the pink pajamas, making the plastic pants crinkle loudly. He seemed so strong and when my foot accidentally touched his crotch, I knew that he was hard and big. This made me involuntarily pee my diaper as I became frightened about what someone said about having my mouth filled with a man's meat. All this playing as a baby for the women was fine but I wasn't about to start anything with a man.

He took me into the nursery and put me on the changing table. Shelly unsnapped my pajamas. "You are wet!!! I think someone likes being in diapers."

I didn't reply as I sucked on my pacifier, watching the man standing off to the side, watching me and smiling.

I grunted as she pulled out the butt plug. Next, she took off my diaper and plastic pants, replacing those with a pair of satin pink panties with rows of ruffles across my butt. My pajamas were replaced by a short pink baby doll nightie with little rocking horses.

"Does baby want to play a little before bed?" she asked me.

The big guy came back over and carried me to a rocking horse, except in the middle of the saddle on this pony, was a blue rubber dildo waiting to impale the rider. I spitted out my pacifier. "I think I've had enough."

They laughed as I squirmed to get lose.

"Maybe we can change his mind," said the dominatrix coming into the room. She wore a rubber apron and held a paddle.

I was really getting made and frustrated in my helplessness as they plugged my mouth with a gag shaped like a penis and forced me across the dominatrix rubber covered lap.

The first hit sent my ass on fire. Never had I been spanked before now.

The next ten spanks made me scream and cry in muffled sounds.

I was docile as they lowered me on the saddle, feeling degraded as the dildo plunged past the hole in my panties to lodge deep inside me. When they strapped my ankles to the sides, there was no way for me to get off the horse.

Then what I fear most happened. The ladies pulled down the man's pants. His boxers tented outward from his huge boner. Someone took off my gag and Shelly put new lipstick on my smeared lips.

He pulled down his boxers and approached me, stuck helplessly on this rocking horse with a dildo up my butt that still burned from the spanking. I looked to Shelly for help.

"Don't worry. We suck dicks all the time. Relax and enjoy it."

He pushed his cock head against my close lips.

"Just lick it first," Shelly instructed me, "and pretend it's a big nipple."

I opened my eyes and saw his cock pushing against my close lips. I just couldn't do it. The other things, while were very different to me, at least they made me feel good because it was a way to be babied by very hot women. I'd never thought about servicing a man.

"Open your fucking mouth," said the man.

Shelly waved him away and bent close to my ears. "This is a safe place in here where you can experiment. No one will ever know and you'll learn a little something about yourself. Just think if you like it. Being your size, you'll never be alone. Guys will kill to be with you."

"I can't," I cried.

"Of course you can. Women do it all the time and it is a lot easier that licking a woman until she comes."

I glanced over to his cock sticking straight out like a dagger. It was so much bigger that my little penis pressing against my plastic pants. I wiggled some and felt the dildo keeping me on the horse.

"Will you try?"

I nodded my head. Anywhere, but this unreal place during a dream-like night, I would have refused.

He came back over and straddled the horse in front of me. I slowly opened my mouth and he push forward, filling me with his hot tool. At first, I thought I would gag, but I didn't. I had never gotten a blow job before, but had seen some on a few porno films so I thought I knew what to do.

"Let him slid across your lips as I push you," said Shelly as she began to gentle rock the horse. He and his cock stayed where he stood as my head moved back and forth with the rocking of the horse. Shelly began to rub me through my plastic pants as the man I was servicing moaned.

Although it did feel sensual to have him filling my mouth, I began to change my mind as I worried about the cum soon coming my way. Could I swallow it?

His moaning became louder and I became to moan around his cock as Shelly caressed my plastic cover penis. She stopped the rocking and pulled down the font of the plastic and began to give me my first blow job.

Now I moved my head as I pumped him with my lips. As she blew me, I became more excited and despite all my misgivings, I worked hard on the dick in my mouth. The dildo in my ass now felt good and I wiggled to feel it move inside me.

With a rush, he began to splatter the inside of my mouth with semen. I tried to swallow but his hard dick made that almost impossible. At the same time, I came into Shelly's warm mouth. I wanted to scream with pleasure. He pulled out his cock and I was able to swallow the rest of his seeds.

Shelly stood and smiled at me. From the changing table she took a pacifier and stuck it in her mouth. Then, took it out. It was covered with my cum.

"Open up, little cock sucker," she said as I took the cum-covered pacifier into my mouth.

She took me off the horse and changed me into a big fluffy diaper that made it impossible for me to close my legs. I was changed back into the footed pajamas with the mittens.

I was beat and fell asleep before she pulled up the side of my baby bed.

 

I had no idea what time it was when I awoke the next day with a full bladder. I was able to get the side of the bed down, but I soon realized that the mittens made it impossible for me to get out of the sleeper.

Surely, the snow had let up and I could get back on the road. I opened the door and peered out into the hallway.

No one seemed to be around.

I really had to pee and decided to relieve my self in my diaper figuring I would e out of it soon.

Hesitantly I walked down the hall, my now wet diaper hanging low and my plastic pants noisy under the pink pajama. I still wore my wig and for some reason, I had no hair on my face from the night.

I really had no idea on what to do except go the front lobby.

Luckily, no one was in the elevator. I only hoped that no one normal would be in the lobby and see me dressed this way.

My plastic pants really sounded loud as I stepped from the elevator into the lobby. The lady from the night before wasn't there. In her place was an older, heavy woman.

"Come on over her child," she said to me, waving her chubby hands. "Don't stand around out there."

"I need help getting out of this," I said, holding up my mittened hands.

"Looks like you are wearing a thick diaper. Are you wet?"

 

"Yes."

"From the sounds of you walking, you're protected with plastic pants."

"I really need to leave."

She laughed. "Go look outside."

I toddled over to the window and moaned. We were still snowed in.

This wasn't good at all. I needed to get back on the road and get to the my sales calls. I miss these and no matter the excuse, I could be fired.

"Can I use you phone?" I asked her.

She laughed. "Sure." She pointed at my covered hands. "I'll have to dial for you and put you on the speaker."

"Just take these off me."

"I don't think so."

I gave her the number and waited for her to dial. I felt so insecure standing in my pink pajamas wearing wet diapers for underwear. My boss came on the line. I explained the show, but he didn't care.

He fired me.

It must have been the pent up pressure of trying to make my sales in the last months, or maybe it was because I always felt intimidated by my boss and customers, or maybe being dressed like a little girl, but for some reason, I stood in the receptionist office and began to cry. Hard sobs rushed up from deep inside.

The receptionist hugged my as I cried. I didn't resist as she pulled out a pacifier from her desk drawer and put it into my mouth.

"It's okay, little princess," she said, trying to sooth me as I sucked on the pacifier. "You can stay here with us."

I started to feel numb, as if my life was making some weird change. Without trying, I started wetting my diaper and the spreading warmth felt good, knowing that I was protected by a pair of plastic pants.

"Let's get you some breakfast," she said.

There was an eating area next to her office. On one wall sat a refrigerator, coffee machine, and microwave. In the middle of the room were several tables and unbelievably, an adult size high chair. She strapped me in the high chair and warmed up two jars of baby food.

Before she feed me, she snapped a plastic bib on me.

I didn't resist. After being fired, all I wanted to do was regress into the dependency of a baby. With my hands helpless, I let her feed me the green beans and peaches. She then gave me a baby bottle of milk to drink and turned cartoons on the TV. "I've got some work to do, but I'll be right over there in my office. You just cry when your bottle is empty."

I mindlessly watched the cartoon and sucked down the milk. I'm not sure if it might have been my enema from that night, but suddenly I felt uncontrollable pressure to poop. I cried for the receptionist.

"I have to go the bathroom."

"Well, I'm busy and you have a diaper on."

"But, you don't understand."

She put the bottle back in my mouth and left.

I squirmed and tried to hold it in but I couldn't. Disgustingly, warm soft poop slid out of me into the waiting diaper. I had to rise up in the high chair to get it out.

It was at that moment that two hot women came in for coffee. My face turned hot as they looked over at me. I hoped that they couldn't smell the mess I just made in my diapers.

"What is this?" said the blonde. "It has been awhile since we've had a sissy."

The other had long red hair. She wrinkled her nose. "From the smell and the high chair, I'd say that this is a sissy baby still needing to be potty trained."

I could have died of embarrassment at that moment.

"That is so cute but I wonder about men who like to dress up as little girls and wear diapers."

"I wouldn't call him a man. I bet his equipment is really little."

What could I do, but sit there silently drinking my bottle. They were right. I no longer felt like a man. Not that I ever did before. I was always smaller than most women.

"Someone needs to change this little sissy," cried out the red head.

"Do you like men or woman?" the blonde asked me. "By the way you're sucking that bottle, I bet you like to suck on meaty cocks until they explode into your mouth. There are lots of guys who would love to fill your cute little mouth."

"She has a thick diaper and plastic pants on," shouted the receptionist. "She can sit for a while longer. She came in last night during the snowstorm."

"We heard about you from Shelly."

The red head pulled my bottle away and showed me a black dildo she had gotten from somewhere. "Let's see how she does with this."

I started to resist, but strapped into the highchair, I knew it was hopeless. I opened my mouth as she began to fuck my lips.

"That's is baby. You have to form a suction on their cocks. Work to draw the cum from their balls."

As I did what she demanded, two men came into the room, one leading a woman wearing a long very tight plastic skirt. The woman could barely walk in the skirt.

"Oh they were right," said the man in charge, pointing at me as I worked on the black penis. She is perfect for a sissy bondage movie."

 

I continued sucking as she fucked my mouth with the plastic cock and unbelievable to me, I wondered about how much money would be in making the movie.

At this moment, Shelly came into the kitchen. "Well, there you are Amanda." She pulled the dildo out from my mouth. "This one belongs to me."

It took me a few seconds before I realized that she was talking to me and that my name had changed to Amanda.

"We were just playing with her," said the red head. "She's adorable."

After always being ignored by women my entire life it felt weird and nice to be the center of attraction, even if I had to dress as a little baby girl to get noticed.

"It smells like you had an accident," she said to me.

"My bitch can clean her up," said the guy with the hobbled chick.

Shelly took the leather leach from the man. "Let's get you out of the chair and cleaned up."

"Can I get her to the studio this afternoon?" the man asked.

Shelly looked at me. "Do you want to make a movie?"

Any hesitation was over when the guy told me that I would be paid two hundred dollars a day. I nodded.

I was led from the kitchen, my noisy plastic pants and smelly diaper telling everyone we passed in the hall of my condition. The girl in the plastic skirt had to a hard time keeping up with us as she hobbled.

Shelly helped the girl into a plastic apron and gloves as I laid on an oversized changing table. I didn't want to watch her change my messy diaper so I turned my head. Unfortunately, the wall was a mirror and Shelly wouldn't let me close my eyes as they took off my pajamas.

Quickly the hobbled girl pulled down my plastic pants and removed my diaper, tossing it into a diaper pail. It felt cold as she took a washrag and scrubbed my messy behind. The poop had squished around my tiny balls and penis and she had to clean there also. When she finished, she powdered and oiled me, taking an extra long time on my tiny penis. Next, she took a disposable diaper from Shelly and taped it around my waist. The diaper was further protected by a new pair of pink plastic pants that she pulled up my legs.

"Look, what I found," shouted Shelly as she searched through drawers of a big dresser. She held out what looked like a one-piece, puffy vinyl covered pink snowsuit. It had little snowmen on the front. "This will keep baby Amanda warm on her ride to the studio."

"Ride to the studio? I thought the roads were closed."

Shelly didn't answer me. Instead, she put a pacifier in my mouth.

They found a pink shirt to put on me and next I was stuffed into the puffy snowsuit. It had attachable mittens and a hood that she pulled tight around my neck.

"Now before you go," said Shelly, "you have to thank her for changing you."

The hobbled girl turned her back to Shelly, who unzipped the back of her long plastic skirt. She then undid the waist and the girl slid the skirt down. Except it really wasn't a girl at all. I could see a very large penis tucked into his plastic bikini panties.

When she pulled down her panties, I knew how I was supposed to thank him.

I got down off the changing table and knelt in front of her. My bulky pink snowsuit padded my knees. I took her penis in my little mitten covered hands and bent forward to begin giving him a blowjob.

He moaned in a high voice like a woman being fucked. My snowsuit and my covered pampers were very noisy as I moved to service heris dick. I glanced over to the mirrored wall and grew excited as I saw the shaft of his penis disappearing into my mouth. I couldn't take my eyes off my cute pink snowsuit, knowing that it hid my diapered and plastic covered bottom as my head bobbed to move along this cock in my mouth.

I tasted the pre-cum and was surprised that I had grown to like the taste since last night.

It took a while for him to finish, but when she did, it exploded in my mouth and some ran out the corner of my lips.

After finishing her, Shelly took me to the lobby. I could only wobble in the bulky snowsuit. The guy had his van warming up outside the fantasy hotel. I hesitated at the front door of the place. This was a safe place to play, but now I was going outside where people might see me.

"Go on silly, he's waiting," Shelly said.

 

 

 

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