Not one of his three female companions nor I would touch the two full swim diapers on the beach bench.
T---, however, simply picked them up, holding each by thumb and forefinger, hands held well before his body, and then strolled casually to the trash can no more than 15 paces away.
The girls said, "We wouldn't have done that!"
Nor would I.
But T--- did.
He was the hero four women needed!
(Note: the women did best him in their newt netting, a loss he accepted without embarrassment, and all cheered when he finally called out, "I got one!")