Mayra kissed the small of his back, such a sensitive place that made him shiver and giggle at the ticklish sensation as he was picked up. “Okay, mi amor, let’s get that poopy diapie changed.”

James could do nothing but giggle and smile from ear to ear, this acceptance of wanting to be cared for in this manner overwhelming almost to the point of tears of joy. Cleaning him thoroughly around his body, James tried to wiggle free, but the soft yet firm hold of Mayra’s dark olive colored hands held him down to the changing table lightly, letting him know she wasn’t mad during this. Kissing the small of his back set forth a fit of loud laughter throughout the nursery, while also sending an intense shiver through his body.