"Agh! What are you doing!" Laura pulls away, before you've had chance to do more than just brush lips.
"Sorry... sorry," you stumble backwards, cursing your instincts and decision making ability. "I didn't mean to..."
"You can do what you want," Laura pouts. "Anything but that. But I don't want my first kiss to be some sympathy thing. It's supposed to mean something, you know!"
"It... it wasn't..." you fluster, blushing horribly. "I didn't mean it to be... like that..."
"Oh, come on," Laura glares at you. "I piss myself, and the first thing you want to do is kiss me? Don't try to tell me that was because you were so turned on! Don't think I need your charity, just because I'm in a diaper. One day I'm going to find my own little diaper-boy, who isn't grossed out, and that first kiss is for him, okay!"
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