[Diapee Girl]

((Aww, thanks. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to type that out...))

Naomi, her face buried in her hands, was too preoccupied with her shame and tears to notice the older woman slowly approaching the bed and sitting down beside her. The next thing she knew, she was being gently leaned into Valerie, her agent's warm arms wrapping around her and holding her close. The diapered singer was more surprised than anything, but there was something incredibly comforting about the way she was being held and spoke to. So, giving into her feelings, Naomi buried her face in the other woman's chest and wrapped her arms around her as well as she sobbed.
Valerie's assuring cuddles and words were enough to reduce the young woman's bawling down to sniffles after maybe a minute, her teary eyes staring up at her caring manager. "*Sniff* I-I'm sorry...P-Please don't...*Sniff* h-hate me....I...I k-know I'm a f-freak..." She stammered softly, tears still rolling down her cheeks.