*giggles* This is a sketchie by  myoti of Charlie, who seems to be pampering Sayla's nanny, Rosita...kinda odd for the nanny to be on her charge's changing table. :P

After Sayla's adoption, Rosita came to check on Sayla's well being...which ended up becoming a job interview to resume her old position as a nanny. That was despite Charlie telling her she didn't have to, especially since she was the one who knew Sayla that best. Even so, Rosita still acted like a hired hand after Charlie brought her in to help take care of Sayla and to get her acliminated to their home. One day though, Sayla tattled on Charlie about her nanny trying on one of Stella's diapers while in her maid outfit. This gave Charlie an idea for Rosita...so much so that a few days later while being sneaky, he caught her trying on another diaper while in Sayla's nursery and surprised her.

"M-Master Charlie!" Rosita eeked in a very shy voice.

"Shhh...it's okay Rosita," Charlie replied as he toddled to her, "Trying on another diaper I see?" Rosita shyly noddled as he playfully checked her and patted her diaper, "Seems that you're already wet, too, Rosita...how long ago did you put this one on?"

"Ummm...three hours ago during Miss Sayla's nap," Rosita eeked softly and blushed, "I'm sorry I stole your diapers...especially since you and the girls wear them all the time." Charlie leaned over and nuzzled her cheek.

"It's alright Rosita - we encourage curiosity," Charlie smiled and helped her up onto Sayla's changing table, "And if you want or need them, just ask as Stella and Misa are happy to shop for you, too."

"B-but shopping is my job Master Charlie!" Rosita protested.

"I do find your maid outfit and formal patois very amusing and cute," Charlie said, "but you're not our servant or anything...you've been the closest thing Sayla had to a mom for most of her life."

"You've hired me though," Rosita reasoned as Charlie started to strip her outfit off of her, "It's my job to help you out."

"Rosita...while my girls and I are more than capable of taking care of Sayla, I chose you because she likes and trusts you," Charlie answered as he started to tenderly change her once her maid's outfit was off, "On top of that, you needed a home too." Rosita bit her lip as Charlie took off her diaper and cleaned her up. "Such a good girl, Rosita."

"But I..." Rosita said, very confused by Charlie's words, "I don't know of anything else." Charile tenderly smiled at her as he got her all cleaned and then lotioned and powdered her down.

"Sayla kinda told me that always wanted to run a bookstore" Charlie answered as he wiggled under a fresh diaper for her.

"Almost...I'm a MBA," Rosita said as she wiggled into her diaper, murring in content as she felt how thick this was and thinking "These make my job as a nanny so much easier."

"My momma runs a restaurant with Stella's momma," Charlie smiled fondly at her, "But neither one of them are that good with numbers - I think you'd be a good fit there. Plus you'd be close to your home, big sis." Rosita blushed heavily as Charlie snuggly taped her diaper, then dressed her in a cute pink tee as he looked into her eyes and smiled tenderly at her.

"I'm just a nanny..."

"You're not a nanny Rosita, you're family," Charlie lovingly told her as he kissed her nose, "No need for Master or Miss or Mistress...I'm just Charlie." Rosita blushed as she saw how much attention Charlie gave her - not like a nanny is usually treated...Sayla's biological parents never even paid that much attention to their most trusted butlers. She smiled and look back at Charlie after she seen what kind of tee he had put on her.

"Can you call your momma then, Baby Bro?" Rosita asked shyly, "And do you have room for another vixen in your nursery?" Charlie softly blushed and smiled at her.

A big thanks for an adorable sketch.

Charlie and Rosita ©  charliekit
Artwork ©  myoti