Adam was chivalrous enough to dry her eyes for her.

Annette hugged him for reassurance afterwards.

"Hard to believe that as far as humanity has come, we are still capable of such barbarism now in the 20th century," he mused.

"Indeed. It's something quite astonishing."

He kissed her again, before moving to check Annette's diaper, expecting her to be wet.

Naturally, she was, as that reading frightened her in that way.

Although Annette's suitors were aware of her condition, most of them simply tolerated it. Adam was one of the few who was happy to change her whenever. "Come on; let's go to the washroom."

She nodded and followed him.

(You know, there was this one bulletin on the site a while back called "RP ideas that would get you sent to Hell" or something to that effect. I never actually posted a contribution, but the Diary of Anne Frank was the first that came to mind. Given the seriousness of the subject matter and how it ultimately turns out, I thought at the time that it was something that should not be tempered with.)

Adam led her along like a proper gentleman, before laying her down on the bench in the washroom.

(Naturally. I feel much the same way)

Annette laid perfectly still.