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Nicole had recently turned nineteen years old, and was really still at the home for replacement of orphans because she had not finished high school yet, but as of two weeks ago, she had finished high school, and so she was given an old tattered suitcase at the time, twenty dollars, and a taxi that would take her anywhere she wanted to try to start in the city. Almost penniless, and on the street, Nicole had not known what to do at the time. She spent the first two nights on a bench in a park, but then she met someone who would change her life, and the lives of her little sisters who were still at the replacement home. The sisters met up three times since Nicole was out, and during those two weeks, the person she had met had been letting her stay with him. His name was Jim. After Nicole had told him about her sisters, about the system, and about her fears of losing contact with her sisters when the state decided to move them again, Jim proposed a bold plan to help her keep her family together. The sisters had arranged to meet in the back of an old shopping mall that had closed down about six months previously due to a better one being open on the otherside of town. Of course, there was no way to get inside, and the little sisters were not to be seen, so Nicole had planned to meet them in the ditch that ran along behind the old mall. When Nicole had caught up to the place where she was to meet her heavy set fourteen year old sister and her much lighter twelve year old sister, she sighed in relief that they had been waiting for her, and so were not held up. She pulled out a bottle of water for each of them, and then whispered the plan to them. "We need to get to the highway out of town," she had told them. Once we get to the right spot, that Jim showed me last night, then we will have to wait in the ditch again until his car pulls over at the side of the road. That's when we'll know it's the right car." She tried to smile reassuring to her little golden-skin sisters, but it was hard to be reassuring when your hair was wet from from walking in fog, your clothes were a bit messed up so that people didn't question that she was still on the street. They couldn't give the police any reason to connect Jim to their getaway if Jim's plan were to work. And finally, Nicole was just tired from all the walking thus far, but she had to press on and encourage her sisters to come with her. Eventually, after another near three hours, and it coming upon about nine-thirty in the evening, they made it to the spot that Nicole said they would meet Jim. She then looked her sisters over the best she could in the dark to see that they weren't too buised up from crawling about in ravines, mud, and brambles to stay hidden from anyone that might recognize them. There were light scratches, a poke or two from thorns in each of the girls, mud all over their arms, their pants or legs, and their shirts. Olivia, being the one in a skirt, even had mud all over her panties and some inside her panties, but there wasn't much they could do about it at the moment. "He'll be along soon," Nicole said to her sisters trying to keep them calm.

Would be interesting to hear everyone's store of almost being discovers, caught or even having a stash found. I've had a few times where my wife was questioning me if I wore a diaper and I've said no then she goes off and says she's going to check the garbage. Luckily she hasn't yet. She's come close to finding a couple stash's and I really don't care of the plain white diapers but am very scared if she finds my Rearz baby footprint diapers in the guest room closet.