Maybe my last husband should have been in diapers. Sometimes I just think if I had been firm with him about my fetish and how much it meant to me then maybe we would have had a happy female led relationship. I don’t mean completely female domination, but for him to have been lovingly guided. Well then I also think of what type of person he was and know that would have never worked out either. The next man that’s in my life long term though, he’ll be a diapered husband, or diapered lover. Next time around only those who accept each part of me are welcome.