Luke parked the car near the mall entrance. As he was removing his seatbelt, Carol asked if he was still dry. He couldn't remember using his diaper and he wasn't uncomfortable but just to be sure he gave the padding around his crotch a squeeze and proudly said, "Nope. All dry. I didn't do any wee wees." Carol congratulated him and they both got out of the car. Luke remembered his doll this time but decided to put it in a backpack. He took Carol's hand and walked towards the Mall.
It was nice and cool inside and they stood inside the entrance trying to decide what to do. Luke was half expecting some funny looks as a grown man wearing dungarees and a bulky diaper but nobody laughed or pointed at him. Most people ignored him like usual but a few women around Carol's age smiled at him, clearly finding him adorable.
Carol was the first to decide and told Luke she was overdue for a manicure. She knew he'd be bored so told him to entertain himself for an hour or so and she'd call him when she was done. She said hopefully he'd still be dry when they met up again but if not she'd change him. Luke thanked her for thinking of him and they separated after a lingering kiss.
Luke felt pretty happy and content as he started to walk through the mall. He walked past a toy shop and the doll display in the window caught his eye but he didn't go in. Next he wandered into a sports shop and looked around at the golf clubs. He had been a keen golfer since he was a teenager and was always on the look out for anything that might improve his game. As he was looking at the clubs a sales man approached him. He wondered to himself how strangers would react to him and found that it was a mixed reaction, just like with Carol.
"Hey sweetheart," the sales man began, "you've got a good eye for quality, don't you? Yes, you do. That's one of our best deals at the moment." Luke was getting used to being talked to like he was an infant so it didn't phase him. He put the club down and thanked the sales man but said he was just "bwowsing" for now.
He continued his walk around the mall and the next thing that caught his interest was the bathrooms. He knew that men and women had separate bathrooms but he had countless memories of being taken into the women's bathroom to be changed. But now that he was on his own he decided to go into the men's room and see if he could figure this whole thing out.
He took a deep breath and pushed open the door. He saw a row of urinals, about half of which were currently in use but he couldn't wrap his brain around what those men were doing. His only memories of a toilet being used now consisted of Carol sitting to pee. He wasn't even familiar with the concept that men could stand to pee in the toilet. In his confusion he quickly entered the nearest stall and closed the door. He stood staring at the toilet. He could understand the basics. He knew he'd have to take off his clothes, sit on the seat and then somehow his body would know to pee. He had never used those muscles so didn't even know where to start. He started to giggle a little at the absurdity of it all.
He decided to push on and opened the clasps on this shoulder straps. Then he lowered his dungarees until they looked around his ankles. Forgetting he was still wearing a diaper for now he turned and sat on the toilet. The lid was closed but that was just another aspect that he couldn't grasp. He sat on his padded butt and just waited. Nothing happened and he got bored pretty quickly. He stood back up and feeling funny he pretended he was one of the men he saw at the urinal he put his hands between his legs, but still outside his diaper. He pretended he was holding something and started to sway his hips from side to side.
As he was doing this and without any input from him he suddenly felt his bladder release and dhisbdiaoer started to expand and grow warm. He knew that meant he was peeing but there was nothing to be done about that now.
He quickly put his dungarees back on and left the men's room after washing his hands. The wet diaper didn't bother him all that much so he continued his walk. After a while longer his phone rang and he was relieved to see it was Carol. They arranged to meet up and he first thing she did was squeeze the front of his diaper, loudly announcing, "oh baby girl, you're soaked. Let's get you changed." This public declaration didn't embarrass him at all. He simply took her hand and let her guide him into the ladies room. None of the women in there found his presence odd and he was docile as Carol cleaned him up and out a fresh diaper on him.
