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Thoroughly enjoyable. 

Minor technical errors such as "...slid down the latter.." which might be resolved by depending less on the spill chicken and more on reading. ?

I am definitely looking forward to the next installment! ?

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I felt like I was making progress.   I was wearing the pull up all day long and it was almost like it was regular underwear.    I didn’t have to use it, and I didn’t even accidentally use it.   I got escorted to the bathroom and made sure my log was signed off.   I felt I was ready to fly solo.

But, Kim was right.   Wandering around school in a pull up didn’t sound like something I wanted to do.   I decided to wait the extra days until school was out to start the next phase.   I peeled off my wet diaper that I had slept in.  I was going to have to look into that alarm thing.  I put on a pull up and got dressed.

Kim and I met at the permit office with our permits and logbooks.   The clerk examined our records and modified our permits.    We were now permitted to take ourselves to the bathroom while we were suitably attired.    The clerk turned to us and told us to become so.    Kim and I smiled at each other and we dropped our shorts.    We headed out of the office in the hallway.

“I want to go to the bathroom,” Kim said.  

“Me too.”

We headed off to the respective public bathrooms.   For the first time in what seemed forever, I was using a toilet, without supervision.   I was careful to do a good job of cleaning up afterward.    I met Kim in the lobby.   She hesitated a bit before we pushed out the doors.

“I guess I’m a bit nervous going out dressed like this.   It’s almost like when I had to go back into diapers at first.”

I smiled.  “At least the weather is nice.   Just pretend you’re wearing a bathing suit.”

Kim leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss.   “Thanks, for the advice.”   I felt all warm inside, and not because I had wet myself.

I got home and mom looked at me.   “You’re a big boy now,” she said mimicking the Pull-Ups commercial.   I smiled.   “What are you going to do for the next few weeks?” she asked.

“I guess I better get started on my summer reading for school.  I’ve got three books I have to finish by when school starts.”

“Good idea,” mom replied.    I went up stairs and pulled out the first book.   After a bit I was ready to tell mom that I needed to use the bathroom, but then I remembered I didn’t need her supervision.   With another smile I headed off.

I got bored reading so I got my phone and texted Kim.     She replied that she was equally bored.   We chatted and opined it might be worth venturing out to the movies.   “Are you really willing to go out in your pullups?” she asked.

“If it means being with you,” I said hoping I was going to score points.   “Besides, once the movie starts it will be dark.”

We made arrangements to meet up at the theater.   My mom drove me over to pick up Kim and then drove to the theater.    I took a deep breath.  “Ready?” I asked her.   Kim nodded and we stepped out of the car.   The breeze blowing across my legs was a little odd.   Fortunately, there was no line at the ticket window and I bought two tickets.   We moved over to the concession stand and bought popcorn and sodas.

“I guess I need to be more careful than I’ve been,” Kim said to me.   “I don’t want to wet this pullup.”

“Yes, we need to avail ourselves of the toilets,” I said.    We headed toward the auditorium and I heard giggling behind me.   I turned to see several girls pointing and laughing.

“Nice legs,” one said glaring at me.   I turned and Kim and I moved into the theater.

After a few coming attractions, Kim said she had to go use the bathroom.   A short time later she returned.  “How’d it go?” I asked.

“A girl inside asked why I was dressed like this.   I told her.”

 

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