Nurse Pam
A Work Of Fantasy Fiction

Summary: this is a story about a couple that love to use infantilism as 
a way of life. READ MORE TO FIND OUT!

	Pam and Ray had been dating three months before that happy day in 
September when they decided to move in together. For the first time in 
his life, Ray had found a lady who completely understood and supported 
his need to wear diapers. For the first time in Pam's life, she had 
found a man who accepted both her dominant personality and her size. 
Pam found it highly arousing to change Ray's diapers and otherwise 
mother him. Ray was all too willing to allow Pam the dominate roll in 
the relationship, and things were working out wonderfully: for the most 
part at least. Although he enjoyed being the baby, Ray had a strong 
will and a mind of his own. At times Pam's domineering ways bothered 
him. Every now and then, they would have a disagreement, and Pam would 
always remind Ray who was mommy and who was baby. At times Pam became 
quite irritated with Ray, because he refused to be a baby all the time. 
He claimed to have such a need to wear diapers, and he professed the 
desire to be a baby, but when he felt like going out with the boys, the 
diaper would come off, and Ray was a beer drinking fun loving jock. It 
was this inconsistency that really upset Pam the most. She was more 
than willing to be his mommy, but she had no intentions of having her 
mother aspect shut on and off like a damned radio. Pam knew that sooner 
or later this issue would reach a serious crises point. Little did Pam 
know it at the time, but that dreaded day was close at hand.
	The November wind stung Pam's face as she walked out of the 
hospital where she worked as a nurse. The state office building where 
Ray worked was just across the street. This was Pam's favorite time of 
the day. Every day, she would drive the van over to the state complex 
and pick Ray up as he got off work. After drawing the curtains over the 
windows, she would take off Ray's trousers and change him from his 
soggy disposable into one of his soft thick cloth diapers and rubber 
pants. They would then cuddle on the back seat of the van and kiss for 
a few moments before starting for home. She smiled to herself as she 
envisioned the cute contrast between Ray's silk tweed business suit and 
the thick diaper and puffy rubber pants; the thought caused her to 
laugh rite out loud.
	Her cell phone was buzzing as Pam climbed into the van. "Who 
could that be?" she thought as she lifted the receiver. Ray's voice 
greeted her on the other end. "Hi sweet heart!. Hey listen, I have to 
stay late at the office tonight, because we are having problems working 
out the state budget." "How long will you be? Do you want I should wait 
for you?" "No. That's OK. I will ketch a ride home when we are done." 
Pam felt some what dismayed and disappointed as she hung up the phone. 
She tried to fight down those nagging thoughts of suspicion as she 
drove home alone.
	A snow storm blew up later that night as Pam paced fretfully too 
and fro across the living room. She cast a glance at the clock for the 
millionth time; the dispassionate porcelain face indicated that the 
time was a quarter to 11-pm. Pam had been growing more and more 
suspicious throughout the evening. She was almost certain that Ray had 
lied to her. Suddenly struck by an inspiration, Pam grabbed the phone 
and dialed Ray's office. The phone was answered almost immediately by a 
security guard. The guard sounded surprised as he informed Pam that 
every one had left the building at four thirty that afternoon. The 
realization that Ray had lied to her brought the tears to Pam's eyes. 
She sat down abruptly and held her head in her hands as she gave way to 
the flood of emotion which she could no longer control. After the 
emotional storm had subsided some what, Pam was able to think. She 
rocked her self back and forth in her chair as she contemplated the 
situation. Her deep sense of hurt was slowly replaced with a smoldering 
anger which became more and more intense as she sat there. "If Ray is 
seeing another woman, we are through" Pam thought to herself. All too 
many times guys would string her along until they were tired of her, 
and they would drop her as though she were no more than an unwanted 
toy. Each time this happened, Pam would swear to herself that no man 
would ever hurt her again; she was through with them. However, that old 
familiar loneliness would resurface eventually, and Pam would entrust 
herself to yet another insincere jerk. However, she never figured Ray 
for a philanderer, because his need for her seemed so real despite his 
occasional fits of stubbornness.
	Pam was startled out of her musings by the blast of frigid wind 
as the front door swung open. There stood a more than slightly 
intoxicated Ray. Looking through the door behind Ray, Pam caught a 
glimpse of a car load of guys as it pulled out of the drive way. "So he 
had been out drinking with the boys. At least he had not been with 
another woman" Pam thought to herself. This realization did very little 
to calm her boiling anger. "Shut the door you lying little shit" Pam 
screamed. "Oh hell" Ray moaned as he complied with Pam's order. Pam 
stood and strode across the room; she seized Ray and shook him. "Why 
did you lie to me!? If you think that you can screw me around and play 
these shitty little games with me, you had damned well better think 
again. I am willing to be your mommy, and I am willing to at least try 
and be patient with you, but you have gone too far this time. There is 
nothing that I hate worse than a damned lying little shit. Your games 
stop here; this is it. Either you become my baby full time and accept 
my authority over you, or we can call it quits right now tonight." Pam 
stopped her tirade in order to catch her breath. Seizing the 
opportunity to get a word in edge wise, Ray attempted to defend 
himself.
	"You have given me no freedom what so ever, and you expect me to 
obey you completely. Well I have a life you know!" Ray said lamely.
	"I entered this relationship with you under no false pretenses." 
Pam rejoined. "Right from the start, I made it clear to you that I had 
to be the dominant figure in this relationship. You assured me that you 
didn't have a problem with that. Ever since we moved in together, you 
have violated our basic agreement; you have rarely lived up to your end 
of the bargain. Do you want to be my baby, or don't you? If you say no, 
you can move out tomorrow. If you say yes, then you will have to take 
the consequences of being a bad boy, and you will not like it." After 
she had finished, Pam stood there looking expectantly at Ray. Her large 
breasts heaved as she fought to control her anger. "Are you my baby, 
and do you intend to accept me as your mommy? There are no conditions 
here; it is all or nothing, and you can take it or leave it." Ray knew 
that Pam was laying her cards on the table, and that she was going for 
broke. He also knew that he could not give Pam up.
	"Ok Pam" Ray sighed. "You win. I will do what ever you say from 
now on. I violated our agreement; I lied to you, and I am sorry." Ray 
finished speaking and waited for Pam's response to his surrender. Pam 
knew that she was partly to blame in this matter, because she had 
allowed Ray to occasionally step out side the boundaries of their 
agreement. She knew that she had not been firm enough where Ray was 
concerned.
	Things would be different now; she would see to that. "You will 
promise to obey me unconditionally. No matter what I do, no matter what 
happens you will be a good baby, and you will not object. Otherwise 
it's over between us."
	"I agree to every thing you just said, and I will not object any 
more" Ray said softly.
	Pam began undoing Ray's trousers, and as she expected, the 
disposable diaper was gone. "Where are your plastic pants" she asked. 
Ray produced them from his brief case. After Ray had kicked off his 
shoes, Pam helped him to step out of his pants, and she finished 
undressing him. She then led him by the hand over to her favorite 
chair. To Ray's horror, Pam sat down, pulled him across her ample lab 
and administered a hard prolonged spanking. After it was over Ray just 
stood there with a look of total shock on his face. He was becoming 
acutely aware that things were indeed going to be quite different from 
now on. Pam stood and lead him into their bedroom. She laid him down on 
the bed and prepared to diaper him. She took a little extra time 
powdering his smarting bottom before folding his diaper under him. "I 
love you", she said as she pulled the thick soft folds up between his 
legs. "Mommy has a surprise for you tomorrow", she said as she pinned 
his diapers in place. "Up until now, you have played at being a baby, 
but starting tomorrow, you will become a baby for real."
	Pam climbed into bed next to Ray and put her arms around him. Ray 
turned toward her and snuggled his padded hips against her. Her big 
soft body felt good to Ray as he lay there in her embrace. "You know 
that mommy did not enjoy spanking you don't you? You left me no 
choice." Ray replied in the affirmative. Pam then reached into Ray's 
diaper and began fondling him. Despite the effects of the alcohol, Ray 
became aroused quickly. Pam gently turned Ray over onto his back, 
pulled down his rubber pants and unpinned his diaper. Pam then climbed 
on top of Ray, inserted his hard penis into herself and began to move 
up and down slowly at first but with an ever increasing insistency. Ray 
responded with up and down motions of his own. After they had reach 
their climax, Pam rediapered Ray, and they fell asleep in each others' 
arms.
	The next morning, Ray was awakened by the sun streaming in 
through the window. He lay there for a moment savoring the feel of the 
diaper between his legs. He spread his legs slightly and wet. The warm 
urine felt wonderful as it slowly spread through out the soft folds. 
Ray heard the toilet flush, and Pam walked into the room. "Good morning 
baby" she said as she began taking off his diapers. "To day is going to 
be a big day for you; just wait and see." Pam said cheerfully. "I am 
going to do something which I should have done from the beginning" she 
continued.
	After breakfast, Pam and Ray went to a hospital pharmacy, and Pam 
purchased several bottles of medicine. "you'll know what all this is 
soon enough" Pam replied to Ray's questions. The next stop was at a 
geriatric supply store where Pam purchased several large feeding 
bottles, I V bags and an assortment of rubber tubes. Ray's curiosity 
had reached a feverish pitch by the time they reached home. The snow 
was still falling, and it was being blown about by a hard freezing 
wind. "We have a good excuse to spend the rest of the day indoors" Pam 
said as she unlocked the front door.
	Pam took Ray straight to the bedroom where she undressed him and 
checked his diapers. "Just as I thought, you are still dry. Do you have 
to go?" she asked. Ray shook his head. "Well, you had better enjoy your 
bowel and bladder control while you still have it, because you won't 
have it for very much longer. From now on, Baby Ray will drink from a 
bottle, and he won't be drinking normal formula either." Pam went on to 
explain that for the next few months, Ray would have several large 
doses of a mixture of Pedialyte which adds fluid to a dehydrated 
system, Lasix which is a powerful diuretic and Soma which is a muscle 
relaxant. In addition to this super charged formula, Ray would also be 
given glycerine suppositories several times every day. "With in two 
months or less, you will be completely and permanently incontinent of 
both bladder and bowel. Not taking the treatment will be the same as 
saying that you are no longer my baby, and I will help you pack" Pam 
said sternly.
	"What about work? How am I supposed to deal with this at work"? 
Ray protested.
	"Well you will just have to explain to your work mates that you 
have an illness which has caused you to become completely incontinent" 
Pam replied. "Don't worry about it, because people will get use to 
seeing your puffy padded tush; after a while, they won't even notice 
any more. You will just be Baby Ray the diapered accountant. I will 
have to come over at lunch and change you and give you your medicine. I 
will also be able to make sure that you are being a good boy. After a 
moment, Ray gave a sigh and nodded in submission. Pam's face was 
transfigured with a mixture of both relief and joy as she pulled Ray 
close in a tender and motherly embrace.
	Ray was filled with an intense nervous excitement as Pam mixed 
his bottle. "Do you really think that this potion will cause me to 
become totally incontinent? Are you sure that the effects can't be 
corrected later? Ray asked. "Yes, you are about to lose all control 
over your bladder and bowels. In a few hours, you will be pooping and 
peeing like a good baby. As for your second question, the answer is 
yes. I know for a fact that after taking this medicine for a prolonged 
period of time, the sphincter muscles are rendered totally and 
irrevocably useless. You will slowly lose control over those muscles 
over the next few days, until it is completely gone" Pam told Ray. 
After Pam finished mixing the bottle, she lead Ray back into the bed 
room. She took off his rubber panties and unpinned his diapers. Ray was 
not left very long in suspense as to the reason for this odd treatment. 
His normal diaper pins were replaced with pins which closed with a 
strange click. Pam then gave Ray his bottle, and it tasted good. Ray 
had never seen such a large baby bottle; it must have been every bit of 
a quart. "That's a good baby" Pam praised Ray. By this time, Ray was 
quite curious as to the effects which the bottle would have upon him.
	Two hours later as they sat on the floor in the living room, Ray 
was suddenly hit with a strong need to use the potty. He knew better 
than to even say a word; Pam intended to make him sit there and let it 
happen. His bladder suddenly let go rather copiously, and the peepee 
was followed by the need to have a bowel movement. With all his mite 
Ray resisted the urge to poopoo; he had never ever soiled himself in 
his life. He had always been content to wet his diapers. Pam noticed 
the pained and some what desperate expression on ray's face as he 
fought the physical urge. A smile slowly crept across Pam's face as she 
studied Ray. "Is baby about to have an accident?" she asked innocently. 
"You know I am" moaned Ray. Suddenly he lost the struggle with his 
bowels, and his diaper was filled with a smelly load. After a moment, 
Pam wrinkled her nose at Ray. "Baby tinks" she said with an even bigger 
smile. She then held Ray close and kissed him. "You had better get used 
to this, because you will have to live with it for the rest of your 
life. With that, Pam got up and went into the kitchen to fix Ray 
another bottle.
	Ray attempted to undo his diaper pins only to find that they were 
locked in place. Pam came back into the room Catching ray in the act of 
attempting to remove his messy and wet diapers. "Here is your bottle. I 
know Baby wasn't trying to take off his diapers was he? That will cost 
him another hour in his stinky didees". Ray groaned in exasperation. 
"Won't you at least give me a change mommy!" Ray queried. "Not now" Pam 
replied with a smile. You have got to learn that I and I alone am the 
one to decide when you need changing. Now take your bottle" Pam said 
sweetly. With a sigh, Ray drank the entire contents of the bottle. Not 
long after he had drained the bottle, he was struck with the powerful 
urge to wet. He fought this urge for as long as he could, but he 
finally succumbed to it, and his diaper became even wetter. Pam fed him 
popcorn as they lay there on the floor watching the Disney channel. She 
constantly studied his face as they lay there munching popcorn and 
watching Television. Every now and then, she would wrinkle her nose at 
the smell of feces which came from Ray. Suddenly the need to poop hit 
Ray again, and he did so with out much of a fight this time. His face 
told Pam the whole story as it developed while they lay there on the 
living room floor. "I think baby is due for a diaper change by now" she 
gently observed. She lead Ray into the bed room where she unlocked his 
pins and removed his sodden and smelly diapers. She then wiped him 
thoroughly, spread ointment over the reddened skin of his bottom and 
dry diapered him. "Does Baby feel better now?" She asked sweetly. She 
then lead Ray back into the living room where they lay once more on the 
floor. It was a real relief to not be so wet and shitty. After a while 
Pam got up and went into the kitchen to fix Ray another bottle and cook 
dinner. At bed time, Pam made Ray drink yet another bottle. "We want to 
make sure that baby is wet and stinky by morning" Pam said with a 
smile. As she pinned his diaper on, Ray asked her why she was using 
locking pins. "We want to make sure that baby doesn't try to take off 
his didees during the night. Good babies wait for mommy to change them, 
and you will have your diapers locked on until you learn to be a good 
baby. Pam was especially soft and tender that night, and Ray fell 
asleep with his head on her breast.
	Ray was awakened the next morning by a distinctly uncomfortable 
feeling. For starters, his diaper was thoroughly soaked, and there was 
a huge messy load in the back. "Mommy Pam" Ray yelled. "I'm in the bath 
room baby" Pam called back. "I'll be there in a minute." Not wanting to 
wait for Pam, Ray climbed out of bed and winced at the soft squishie 
feeling of the well filled diaper on his bottom. He squished into the 
bath room in search of an immediate changing. Pam smiled at the sodden 
diaper and rubber pants as they sagged heavily between Ray's legs. 
"Good morning my little babykins with the saggy diaper. Did you sleep 
well last night?" "yes, but I need a changing" ray wined. "Mommy can't 
change you just now, because she is on the potty" pam said sweetly. 
"Those Glyzerine suppositories work great. Even mommy needs to take 
medicine every now and then. Pam wrinkled her nose with a laugh. 
"Between the two of us, it tinks pretty bad in here" she said. Ray's 
hand moved to the pins which held his diaper in place. "Is baby trying 
to take off his diapers?" Pam asked. "No!" Ray replied hastily. "I 
didn't think so" said pam. After she had finished in the bath room, Pam 
lead the still messy Ray into the kitchen for a bottle. She made him 
drink it all before she would consent to change his diaper.
	The rest of that day was very strange for Ray. Every four hours, 
Pam would make him drink one of those huge bottles, and when ever she 
changed his diaper, she never failed to insert a couple of Glyzerine 
suppositories into him. Ray had never pooped and peed so much in his 
life, and he could feel his muscle control getting weaker and weaker 
with every accident. When ever he would try and resist the urge to poop 
or pee, Pam was quick to notice and this caused her no small amount of 
amusement. "The sooner you learn to stop fighting it, the better you 
will feel. You always wanted to be a baby, and now you are just that. 
Why don't you enjoy it?" Ray sat there considering Pam's words. In all 
honesty he had to admit that he did indeed like this experience very 
much. His resistance to the uncontrolled voiding was only instinctual. 
He explained this to Pam as best he could, and she smiled with 
understanding. Pam then explained her plans for the up coming weeks. 
"You will not go to work at all for the next two weeks, because your 
baby training will be a twenty four hour affair. I will call your 
office and tell them that you are in the hospital with serious stomach 
problems. When you return to work in two weeks, you will be Baby Ray 
the diapered accountant." Pam then showed ray the IV bag and tubes 
which she bought the day before. She explained to Ray how she intended 
to mix baby formula and high concentrations of the medicines. While she 
was at work, Ray would be confined to bed with a feeding tube attached 
to a special nipple in his mouth. "Aunt Theresa will baby sit you while 
I am at work. You remember her don't you? Well I have told her the 
whole story, and she has agreed to take care of you. She really thinks 
this is a great idea. You should have heard her when I told her how 
things would be" Pam said with a laugh.
	After Ray finished his bed time bottle, it was time for his night 
diaper. As Pam cleaned his messy bottom and crotch, she began to stroke 
his cock with her soft plump hands. Ray was driven half mad by the slow 
insistent caresses, and he was more than ready by the time he had been 
thoroughly cleaned. Pam then got into bed and climbed on top of Ray. 
They began to make love insistently. Suddenly Ray's bowels let go 
soiling the sheets. "I should have put a diaper under you" Pam said. 
After fresh sheets were on the bed, Pam placed a disposable pad under 
Ray, and they finished their love making. Pam then retrieved the fresh 
diapers from the night stand. She folded them under Ray's bottom and 
pulled the soft folds up between his legs and locked them into place. 
She then slid his rubber pants on over the diaper and tucked the 
elastic leg bands snugly around the thick folds. "Now you can wet and 
poop to your hearts' content" she said. She then climbed into bed and 
held Ray until he fell asleep.
	For the second morning in his adult life, Ray awoke very wet and 
smelly. He turned over and gently woke Pam. She turned to him and put 
her head on his shoulder. She softly stroked his chest, and her warm 
breath felt good on his neck. "I know a certain little babykins who 
needs changing" Pam said wrinkling her nose. "You 'tink" she said as 
she got slowly out of bed. After changing his diapers, Pam brought in 
all of the apparatus which was needed for the constant feedings which 
Ray was to get that day. She set every thing up, and placed the nipple 
into Ray's mouth. She then set the bag at just the proper height so 
that it could drain into his mouth. "Aunt Theresa knows how to change 
your IV bag, make sure your tubes and nipple are in place, and best of 
all, she is looking forward to having a big baby boy to change. After 
showering and putting on her uniform, Pam came back into the room to 
spend a little time with Ray before leaving for work. She sat and 
stroked Ray's face while crooning softly to him. "Mommy will miss her 
baby, but I will be home this afternoon, and you can get up then, if 
you have been a good boy for aunt Theresa. There was a sudden knock on 
the front door; Pam quickly stood and kissed Ray before hurrying to 
answer the door. Ray did not need to be told that aunt Theresa had 
arrived.
	Aunt Theresa breezed into the room after seeing Pam off. "What 
have we here"? she asked cheerfully. "Aunty Theresa is gonna take real 
good care of you to day." She checked Ray's IV bag to reassure herself 
that every thing was as it should be. "Just think" she said. "Before 
long you will be a real baby, and won't that be nice." She turned on 
the television and let Ray watch cartoons. The day was uneventful for 
the most part. Ray Pooped and wet rather frequently, and with each time 
he did so, he felt less and less in control of his bladder and bowels. 
Aunt Theresa was a very attentive baby sitter, and she never let Ray go 
for long in a wet or stinky diaper. At some point during the afternoon, 
Ray drifted off to sleep. He had been laying there all day unable to 
speak or even move much at all. He was awakened by a kiss on his 
forehead, and Pam was there. "Did baby have a good nap?" she asked. 
"Yes" Ray answered after Pam had taken the nipple out of his mouth. She 
then changed his diaper. "It is only a wet one this time" she observed. 
Each day went pretty much the same for the next two weeks. After the 
second week, Pam felt that Ray was ready to return to work. Ray was 
relieved at this, because he was more than a little tired of laying in 
bed all day long with that nipple dripping formula down him. Ray knew 
that some how he had changed in more ways than just physically. He told 
Pam of his fears of returning to work after his two week ordeal. "I 
work just across the street, and I will make sure that you will be 
alright. Mommy will go in with you on Monday, and I will come and 
change you and feed you your bottle at lunch. Don't worry baby; you 
will be fine. You just have a little bit of an adjustment to make.
	Pam walked Ray into the state complex that Monday morning holding 
his hand. Ray's diapers and plastic pants bulged under his clothes. He 
wondered what he would do when he had that inevitable bowel movement. 
Pam took Ray to his supervisor's office. He soon found out that Pam had 
already talked at length with her. Denise greeted Ray warmly. "I 
understand you have been very sick lately. I am glad to see you are 
better, and it is great to have you back. We really missed you. I hope 
you don't mind if I call the department together and explain to them 
what has happened to you. I think it would be best considering the 
disability which you now have. Please don't be embarrassed or self 
conscious, because we deal with disabilities all the time; it's part of 
our job." Ray nodded mutely after Denise had finished speaking. Denise 
then called the twenty other employees in Ray's department together. 
They all seemed glad to see Ray. Denise hushed every one, so she could 
speak. "As you know, Ray has been on sick leave. Well, as you can see, 
he is back, and not a moment too soon. I am sure he will know what I 
mean when he sees the work load on his desk." Every one laughed 
nervously, and then Denise continued. "Ray's wife Pam has something she 
needs to share with you about Ray. I thought it best that she should 
explain to you about the disability which Ray now has due to his 
illness." After she had finished, Denise gave Pam the floor. "Two weeks 
ago, Little Ray got very sick due to a series of stomach problems which 
he has had all of his life. We rushed him to the hospital, and he was 
rushed into surgery. We were warned that there might be complications 
from the surgery, but without it, he would not live very long. 
Unfortunately, because of the surgery, Ray has completely lost control 
over both his bladder and bowels. This is quite an adjustment for him, 
and he is extremely self conscious about it, which is why I thought it 
best to come right out and tell you guys so that he doesn't have to 
undergo emotional trauma. I will come over from the hospital every 
afternoon at lunch time and take care of Ray. Because of his 
incontinence, he will have to wear diapers for the rest of his life. He 
will also have to take large doses of medicine for the next few months. 
However, this will not interfere with his work, and he wants you to 
treat him just like you always have. Ray doesn't want to be treated any 
differently than normal just because he has to wear diapers." There was 
an uncomfortable hush when Pam finished speaking. After kissing Ray, 
she left him with the promise to come and change his diapers at lunch. 
Ray's co-workers really didn't know what to say after Pam had left. 
After a few more uncomfortable moments they wandered off to their 
offices. However, it did not take them very long to put Ray's situation 
pretty much out of their minds. Every now and then, the women would 
discuss Ray and wonder what it was like being married to a man who had 
to be constantly diapered. After a few days, things at the office had 
returned to normal.
	Every afternoon, Ray would meet Pam in the parking lot, and she 
would change and feed him in their van. They would then sit together on 
the back seat of the van and enjoy one another' company until it was 
time to return to work. For the first time in her life, Pam could say 
that she was truly happy. She had finally found the right man, and she 
had also solved the problem of his waywardness. Pam found herself 
looking forward with happy expectation to those afternoon meetings when 
she would put fresh diapers on her baby, and then she would hold him 
while she fed him his bottle. She also enjoyed the intimate moments 
which they had together in the van with the drawn curtains shutting out 
the prying eyes of the world. Now that Ray was so dependant upon her, 
Pam felt truly secure in a relationship for the first time in her life. 
So far as Ray was concerned, he was finally living his dearest fantasy 
every day of his life. After eight weeks Pam stopped administering the 
medicines, because Ray had become completely and absolutely diaper 
dependant. When ever Ray encountered strangers during the course of his 
job, they would some times stare at his bulging pants, or they would 
raise curious eyebrows at the rustling of his plastic pants. Due to the 
thick padding between his legs, Ray was forced to walk differently, and 
that also caught the attention of some. However, he quickly got use to 
the stares and hesitant questions. He would readily explain that he was 
wearing diapers, and he would offer a brief explanation as to why. 
Because of the positive manner in which he dealt with these isolated 
situations, people developed a much more understanding attitude toward 
him, and they soon became quite comfortable with the matter.

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