Taken from the ABDL Romance book:
Country Rose 6
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here is a little story about a cowgirl and the ride she took one stormy night.
The CowGirl Ride –
It was a rainy Sunday evening, September 17th. And in Southern Pines, North Carolina, the temperature was slowly falling from 75 degrees to 65 degrees. Standing at the entrance to the horse barn, Rose held her hands on her hips, sassed and cocked to the side. The warmer autumns in North Carolina were something she had become used to in the few years she had spent down there. But having lived in Boston almost all of her life, the BeanTown impulses within her always found surprise every year in the reminder of a warm fall.
Standing there and looking up at the sheets of rain that poured down, partially blocking the beautiful Carolina dusk, Rose was dressed in one of her Daddy’s button-down shirts, her pink cowgirl hat, her pink cowgirl boots and one of her pink diapers. Having moved down to North Carolina and having become a country rose seemed like such a distant memory. Yet every day, she was happily reminded of it anew.
Looking across the dirt driveway to the farm house, she saw the light on in the upstairs nursery. Smiling, she waddled over to the shelves next to the entrance – picking up a horse brush and then waddling over to stalls. Climbing up and over the stalls, she smiled even more brightly at the thought of Emmitt, her Daddy, wandering all over the house – from room to room, searching for her.
She had slipped out of the house, right after her bath and right after he had put her in a diaper. It was a wonderful bath. Emmitt was a professional at it, at this point. But throughout her time in the bubbly water and then afterwards as she looked up at the nursery ceiling from the view of her changing table, she didn’t have the heart to tell him how much she needed to pee. So once he fastened the tapes and put her down to her feet, she took off out of the house – grabbing her cowgirl gear and one of his shirts as he was distracted by a phone call.
He would find her soon enough. He always did, even when she playfully ran off because she wet the diaper he had just put her in.