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Agreed that these attacks could be coming from anywhere, but I assume that this site is just one of many being probed. It could be malice, or it could be the lead edge of a ransomware demand. It would not surprise me if this is coming out of North Korea, China, Iran, Russia or Ukraine, never mind the US. -
Article says he was a 3rd party employee. Shouldn't blame KC for low wages of a temp agency or placement service. And of course, he should just quit if he doesn't agree with the pay. -
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By Lilboydiaper · Posted
Chapter 31 : A sharp knock broke the quiet. Marcus glanced toward the door, brow furrowing. “You expecting something?” Jill looked up from the couch, a little distracted. “Maybe… I’m not sure.” The knock came again. “I’ll get it,” Marcus said, pushing himself up. He opened the door to find a delivery driver holding a small package. “Package for Jill,” the man said. Marcus took it, nodding. “Yeah, that’s her. Thanks.” He closed the door and turned the box over in his hands as he walked back in. “You were expecting something,” he said, holding it out. Jill’s eyes landed on it—and for a split second, something like hesitation crossed her face before she reached for it. “…Yeah,” she said quietly. Marcus watched her a little more closely now. “What is it?” Jill exhaled slowly, turning the box in her hands. “It’s… something I ordered.” Marcus didn’t look convinced. “Okay… what kind of something?” She hesitated again, then met his eyes. “They’re pills.” “For what?” Marcus pressed. Jill’s voice lowered. “So I can properly nurse Jack.” The room shifted. Marcus’s expression hardened almost instantly. “You’re serious?” Jill nodded, trying to stay calm. “I’ve been thinking about it. It could be better for him—more natural, more consistent—” “Or more confusing,” Marcus cut in, his voice rising. “Jill, he’s already dealing with enough.” “I’m trying to help him,” she shot back. “This is part of the process—” “No, this is your idea of what the process should be,” Marcus said, pacing a step away. “Did you even talk to Mrs. Turner about this?” “I was going to,” Jill replied defensively. “But I don’t need permission to—” “To do something like this? Yeah, I think you do,” Marcus snapped. “This isn’t just a small change, Jill.” Her grip tightened on the box. “You don’t think I’ve thought about that? I’m doing what I think is best for him.” “And I’m telling you this might not be it!” Marcus shot back. Their voices were louder now—sharp, cutting through the quiet that had filled the dorm just minutes before. In the playpen, Jack stirred. His eyes fluttered open, confusion washing over him as the raised voices reached him. What’s happening…? He sat up slowly, clutching Flopsy, his heart starting to race. Out in the living room, the argument only escalated. “This isn’t something you just decide on your own!” Marcus said, his frustration boiling over. “And you don’t get to shut me down just because you’re uncomfortable!” Jill fired back. Jack climbed out of the playpen, his movements unsteady with sleep still clinging to him. He stepped into the hallway, drawn toward the noise. “I’m not uncomfortable, I’m concerned!” Marcus said. “There’s a difference!” Jack took another step—and his foot caught on a toy. It clattered loudly across the floor. The sudden noise made everything worse. Marcus turned sharply. “What was that?” Jill’s eyes widened. “Jack—” Jack froze, his lip trembling, the tension in the room hitting him all at once. “I—I…” he started, his voice shaking. Jill was at his side in seconds, kneeling down. “Hey, hey—it’s okay,” she said quickly, pulling him into her arms. Jack clung to her, his breathing uneven. Marcus ran a hand through his hair, frustration still heavy in his expression. “Great,” he muttered. “Now he’s awake and scared.” Jill shot him a look. “Lower your voice.” Marcus shook his head, stepping back. “I can’t do this right now.” “Marcus—” Jill started. But he was already moving. He walked down the hall and shoved the bedroom door open, then slammed it shut behind him. The sound echoed. Jack flinched hard at the noise, burying his face into Jill’s shoulder. “Hey, no, no… it’s okay,” Jill whispered, her voice soft again as she held him tighter. “You’re okay.” She stood, adjusting him in her arms, and carried him back into the nursery—away from the tension, away from the noise. The room felt different—quieter, safer. Jill sat down in the rocking chair, still holding him close. She began to rock gently, one hand rubbing slow circles on his back. “Shh… it’s alright,” she murmured. Jack sniffled, his grip on her tightening. “They were loud…” he whispered. “I know,” Jill said softly. “I’m sorry, baby. That wasn’t supposed to happen like that.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead, then another to his cheek. “Everything’s okay,” she reassured him. “You’re safe. I’ve got you.” Jack slowly began to calm, his breathing evening out as the rocking motion soothed him. They were mad… he thought faintly. Was it because of me? Jill seemed to sense it. “It’s not your fault,” she said gently, almost as if answering his thoughts. “None of that is because of you.” Jack relaxed just a little more. She held him tighter, resting her cheek against his head. “I’m right here,” she whispered. “I’m not going anywhere.” Jack’s eyes grew heavy again, comfort replacing fear as he nestled into her. In the quiet of the nursery, the storm outside the room faded—replaced by the soft creak of the rocking chair, gentle whispers, and the steady reassurance that, at least in that moment, everything would be okay. -
By DiaperLover77 · Posted
So next week I could wear diaper again. So far, I have one goal in mind, reach 41h my last record, and why not, go further. Still have the same diaper setup (brand) and booster. Now my question is: I will wear for sure double diaper. The inner one will have some cut/holes to allow fluids to go trough and be absorber inside the other (outer) diaper. Now I would like to improve this part. Could it be interresting to cut also the leak guard ? Also If I do that, I will need to put the 2 booster inside the outer diaper.
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