"What about a playground?" Leah suggests. Rita looks surprised.
"Aren't you a bit old for that?"
"Do I look too old for it?" Leah asks pointedly. Rita laughs.
"Good point."
"I don't want to be dressed like a teenager but wearing diapers," Leah says. She shudders at the thought of someone from school seeing her like that. "My best option is to pretend to be a toddler, and toddlers do toddler things."
"I see," Rita says. "Well, I can put that on the docket for tomorrow, okay? I know a really nice playground. It's so fancy you have to pay an admission fee." Rita squeezes Leah's diaper. "Though I think you pass as young enough to get in for free."
"That sounds like fun," Leah agrees. "For tomorrow. Right now, I want to go home."
"You got it," Rita says.
Leah looks out the window as they drive away from the park. The suckling of her pacifier slowly soothes her into a gentle sleep, despite a slight discomfort in her belly that suggests she might need the toilet again soon.