    “Bill” BY CODY MATTHEW JAMES III 2/8/05

    Chapter 38 JUST MARRIED

    I felt the bed move slightly then I opened my eyes to see Chris still
    asleep. I saw his bottle was at the ready but it had been replaced in
    his mouth by his thumb. I turned my head and raised it up to look down
    at Ricky Marcos and Kevin still fast asleep on the floor. As I looked
    at them it looked like someone had snuck into my room in the middle of
    the night and tangled them all together. Ricky’s mouth was pursed and
    Marcos an Kevin had quaint smiles on their faces. I turn back over to
    look at Chris, then I reached over and pulled his thumb out of his
    mouth slowly. As I lay there, I heard the two birds fighting far off
    and as I listened to their discussion, it grew louder until they were
    right outside my bedroom window. As I lay there, I wondered what they
    were saying to each other.

    “I told you to stop by the store on your way home and get some
    birdseed” I imaged the female bird squawked at the male bird. “But dear
    I had a long day at the office.”

    “Do I have to do everything myself?”

    “I will go to the store now dear.” I thought as I listened to the
    chatter. As I laid there deep in thought, I hadn’t noticed that Chris
    had opened his eyes. “What are thinking about Scotty?”

    “Aw, nothing.”

    “Sleep good?“

    “Yeah, what bout you?”

    “Me too. It’s been a long time since I slept in a real bed.”

    “You sleep in a bed at the home.”

    “Yeah but it’s just a cot. It don’t have a good mattress like this
    one.”

    “You should see those guys down there Chris. I can’t tell were Ricky
    starts or Marcos ends.” I said. Chris raised himself up and leaned over
    me to look, then he laid back down as he asked, “How would you like to
    see something like that coming at you on a dark night?”

    “A dark stormy night.” I added. “An you’re in a haunted house and it’s
    coming at you.”

    “And all those teeth, those white teeth coming at you?”

    “I’d be scared just seeing Ricky’s teeth coming at me.”

    “I’d pull out a baby bottle in defense an stick it in his mouth.”

    “What about those other…”

    “What you guys talkin’ bout?” I looked down as Kevin sat up and rubbed
    the sleep out of his eyes. “Ah nothing.” I said. “What’s for
    breakfast?”

    “Hamburgers.” Chris blurted out. “Huh?”

    “And Twinkies.” I said. Kevin looked at me first then at Chris as he
    said, “What are you guys talking about?”

    “It’s Sunday and you can eat anything you want.”

    “We can?” Kevin asked. “Yeah, I’m gonna have a taco and burrito too.” I
    said. “Do you want to bet on that Scotty?” Cathy said. I looked over at
    the doorway and saw Cathy standing there, then I said, “I thought we
    were going out for breakfast.”

    “You buying, Scotty?”

    “If I don’t have to buy Ricky’s food I will. No ones got that much
    money.”

    “I don’t eat that much. You eat more then me Scotty.” Ricky said. “Do
    not, you eat more them me Ricky.”

    “No I don’t.”

    “Okay you animals, who wants breakfast?” Ricky was up on his feet and
    heading for the kitchen before I could even ask Cathy what we were
    having for breakfast. As I got up I noticed that Marcos was still
    asleep, so I knelt down beside him and I asked softly, “Marcos, what do
    you want for your birthday?” When there was no response, I asked again
    an I noticed Marcos move his mouth and I watched as his lips moved,
    then I shook him awake as I said, “Marcos, time to wake up and eat
    breakfast.” Marcos opened his eyes slowly and saw me there kneeling
    beside him. He rubbed his eyes as he said, “What do you want Scotty?”

    “You better wake up fast Marcos. Ricky’s in the kitchen eating
    everything.”

    “No he’s not Marcos. Little Scotty just has a BIG Imagination.” Cathy
    said as she helped Marcos up. “What’s for breakfast, Cathy?” Chris
    asked. “Well we got cereal, or cereal, or you can have cereal Chris.”

    “Is that all were having Cathy? I need some protean in the morning to
    get me going, besides I got guests an you can‘t feed ‘em just cereal?”
    I asked “You really want to make a good impression on your guests
    Scotty?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Turn around and bend over.” I turned around an as I was almost bent
    over I realized what Cathy had on her mind, and it was my butt. “Cereal
    is good Cathy…as a matter of fact I LOVE cereal.” I said then I dodged
    her and ran to the kitchen. When I got there, Ricky was shoveling in as
    fast as he could. I looked at the table an there was a little spilt
    mink on it and some cereal that missed the bowl. Next to Ricky’s arm
    was a large box of cereal.

    “Hey Cathy, Ricky must have been hungry. He ate four boxes of cereal
    already…an the boxes it came in.”

    “No I didn’t Scotty!” I sat down next to Ricky and started licking my
    lips and smacking them as I looked at his cereal bowl. “Go get your own
    cereal Scotty and leave me alone.” I got up just as Cathy and Kevin
    walk into the kitchen followed by Marcos and Chris. I went over to the
    cupboard and got out the bowels as Chris helped Marcos sit down. I
    watched Kevin as he went over to the refrigerator and looked inside.
    “Kevin, as soon as your nose is cold enough, get the milk out will
    you?” Cathy said as she took out the other boxes of cereal. “Cathy, has
    my mom called yet?” I asked hoping that she forgot to tell me. “No, not
    yet, Scotty.” I walked over to the table slowly dragging my feet as I
    went. “She did leave a note for you though Scotty.”

    My eyes lit up as I set the bowels down on the table almost dropping
    them, then I ran over to the refrigerator looking for the note. When I
    didn’t see it I asked, “Where is it Cathy? I can’t find it.”

    “Not that door Scotty, the front door.” Before the last word let
    Cathy’s mouth, I ran to the front door and threw it open quickly
    searching for anything that was on the door. “You won’t find it there,
    Scotty. I took it off the door this morning and put it in your mom’s
    room on the dresser.” I ran to my mom’s room leaving the front door
    wide open, and as I got to the dresser I saw it laying there. I picked
    up the envelope and opened it then I took the paper out and read it to
    myself,

    “Hi baby…Thanks for being there yesterday for me. Without you there, I
    don’t think I could have gone through the wedding. After you left with
    Cathy, I talked to some of my old friends I hadn’t seen in ages. The
    reception was wonderful and by the time we got home it was too late to
    say goodnight to you. I saw you laying there with all the other monkeys
    around you and I didn’t want to disturbed then so I just gave you a
    good night kiss. As soon as you are finished with breakfast I expect
    you to come up to Bill’s…I mean your dad’s apartment to see us. Love
    you baby.”

    The letter dropped from my hands then I ran to the bathroom and looked
    into the mirror. When I saw the lipstick on my cheek, I knew my mom had
    been there last night. I ran into the living room and headed towards
    the front door as I said, “Cathy, my mom and dad want to see me… Be
    back in awhile.”

    “But Scotty…” Cathy said as I ran out the front door. When I got to the
    stairs I took them two at a time until I got upstairs then I ran as
    fast as I could to my dad’s apartment. When I got there I pounded on
    the front door as I yelled, “Mommy, daddy, it’s me Scotty!” As the door
    opened I threw the screen door open and bounded up an into my mommy’s
    waiting arms.

    “I see you got the note I left last night, baby?”

    “Yeah but Cathy hid it from me.”

    My mommy gave me that questioning look, and then I had to say, “Well
    not really but I had to ask her about it.”

    “Hey sport what are you doing up here?” my dad asked. “Thought I’d come
    up and make sure you two were gittin’ along.”

    “Boy Jeanne, first he gives you away and now he’s checking up on us. I
    don’t know if I have a new son or if he’s a spy disguised as a son.”

    “You got both now daddy and don’t forget it.” I looked into his eyes
    and I knew I was going to get it when I saw those fingers aiming at my
    ribs. Before I could react, he had me in his grasp and flung me up over
    his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and started tickling my ribs. “It
    looks like our son needs a bath Jeanne.”

    “You get the honors Bill.” my mom said. My dad carried me into the
    bathroom, sat me down on the toilet lid, then he turned on the water in
    the tub. “Jeanne, I can’t remember if I wash him in cold water or warm
    water.”

    “You better wash me in warm water MISTER.” I said as I planted my hands
    firmly on my hips. “Or what?”

    “I git real cranky in cold water.” I answered. “Oh, then I better wash
    you in warm water. I don’t want a cranky Scotty on my hands.”

    “Dad?”

    “Yes?”

    “What’s my name gonna be now?”

    “We talked about that last night an we thought we would call you
    Terrance Sylvester Gilberto Gonzalo Cleo Tristan Dee the first. How’s
    that sound to you?”

    “I like Scotty better…lots better.”

    “Okay we’ll just call you Scotty.”

    “I mean my last name. Will I be a Stiles or still a McCormick?”

    “We decided we were going to leave that up to you to decide son.” I
    thought about it for awhile as I sat there, then I said, “I think I
    will use McCormick for Jordan Enterprises an use Stiles for everything
    else.”

    “That sounds like a good idea.”

    “Now I got to learn how to handwrite Stiles.” ‘It’s not too hard. I
    learned how to do that in…I think it was seventeenth grade by the time
    I had it down pat.”

    “No such grade as seventeenth grade dad.”

    “There isn’t? “Nope.”

    “I guess I won’t go to their reunion this Fall then.” my dad say as he
    stood me on the floor and unfastened my diaper and let it drop to the
    floor. He picked me up and sat me down into the bathtub and then picked
    up a washcloth. “What you guys gonna do today?” I asked. “Well after I
    get you washed, I thought I would take your mother out skydiving, then
    wind surfing, and if there’s any time left we might go water skiing.”

    “That might be on your agenda Bill, but leave me out. I need to go to
    the store…” my mommy said from the doorway. “And shop and shop and
    shop.” Bill finished. “See Bill, you know me already.”

    “She mostly likes to look dad an not buy.”

    “That’s the kind of girl I wanted to marry.” Bill said as he washed my
    hair. “Well now you married me I need to change my ways and buy, buy
    and buy, then I’ll look to see what I bought” Me and my dad looked at
    each other as we both said, “Aargh” at the same time. My dad finished
    washing my hair, then he washed the front and my back as I sat there.
    When he was done I stood up then he washed my rear and front. “What
    time are you leaving for the boat tomorrow, dad?”

    “It’s called a ship and the ship sails at nine AM sharp. The travel
    agent said to be there by eight AM to make sure we get onboard.”

    “Am I going with you?”

    “No not this time Scotty.”

    “I mean do I get to go with you and wave bye to you when you take off?”

    “You mean you want to see us off?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Of course, Scotty, and I have a little secret for you, but don’t tell
    your mother.”

    “What?”

    “The cabin we are going to be staying in is right next to the dance
    floor, so if we decide to go dancing all we have to do is open the
    door, walk a few steps and we are right there.”

    “I know she will love that dad. When we lived at our old apartment and
    didn’t have nothing to do we would dance together to blow time. I know
    she really missed having a grownup to dance with.”

    “Well she has one now but I expect you to take over for me once in
    awhile when she tires me out, okay?”

    “Yeah I will.” My dad rinsed the soap off me, then he wrapped a towel
    around me and carried me to the spare bedroom and sat me down on top of
    a desk. “Sorry, but I don’t have a dresser in here for you Scotty but
    this will have to do.” He opened up the towel and after he slipped it
    out from underneath me, he spread it out on the desk, then he laid me
    down onto it. “You got any diapers I can wear?”

    “Do I got diapers, I got so many I don’t know what to do with them.” my
    dad said as he opened up the closet door. I looked at the closet and
    there were boxes and boxes of Jordan diapers in the closet. “You trying
    to corner the diaper market, dad?”

    “Yeah and all I need are a billion zillion more boxes and the diaper
    market will be mine.”

    “You’re a diaper-holic dad.”

    “Yeah and I can‘t help myself.”

    “We‘ll have to enroll you in diapers anonymous when you get back from
    the cruise.”

    “You think they can help me?”

    “Yeah I know they can.”. My dad opened up a box of school diapers,
    searched thru the box until he found the one he was looking for, then
    he showed it to me for my approval. I shook my head yes when I saw the
    clown printed diaper. “A clown diaper on a clowny kid.”

    “Ain’t no such word as clowny.”

    “Want to bet on that?” my dad asked as he came at me with his fingers.
    “YOUR RIGHT DAD ANYTHING YOU SAY!”

    “I thought you would agree with me.” My dad got the baby powder out of
    the bathroom, and then he turned me over onto my stomach and then
    sprinkled baby powder all over me. He rubbed the baby powder into me
    gently just like my mommy did and I really enjoyed it. When he was
    through, I turned over onto my back, then he sprinkled more powder onto
    me. My dad rubbed the baby powder into my skin so tenderly and gently
    as I lay there. “Dad?”

    “Yes?”

    “Would you get mad at me if I decide to take fifth grade all over again
    when school starts?” My dad stopped rubbing the baby powder on me and
    looked into my eyes, but I saw he wasn’t mad at me. “Why would you want
    to go through the fifth grade again Scotty?”

    “I just don’t want to create a problem at school an I really want to go
    to Lone Hill school this year.”

    “Are you sure there isn’t another reason son?” I looked off to the side
    as I tried to think of anything to say other then the truth but I
    couldn’t think of any other reason. I looked my dad in the eye as I
    said, “Dad….I…I was the smallest kid…well almost the smallest kid in my
    class last year an….an I didn’t like getting teased about it….an…an
    that.” I said as I looked down at the diaper. My dad picked up the
    diaper and looked at it for a moment, then he said, “I don’t know if I
    could ever have handled wearing a diaper to school every day like you
    have son. It shows you really have guts to put up being teased and
    harassed by the other kids.”

    “That’s why I want to do fifth again. In sixth grade I know it will be
    a lot worse then in fifth grade an it will give me a chance to get
    bigger too.”

    “Your mom and I talked about that last night before we went to bed an
    we decided to let u decide that for yourself.”

    “Then you won’t be mad at me?”

    “No Scotty, as a matter of fact I’m proud of you. You felt you would
    benefit by repeating fifth grade, and you made a very wise decision for
    yourself.”

    “Thanks dad.”

    My dad slipped the diaper under me, then he pulled it up between my
    legs and fastened the rear to the front as he said, “Now I want you to
    make this diaper last sport. Remember, diapers don’t grow on trees.” I
    thought about what he had just said and imagined what a diaper tree
    would look like, then I smiled as my dad started laughing, then I knew
    we had thought of the same thing as I laughed louder. “I wonder how
    long it would take for diapers to ripen if they grew on trees?”

    “I wonder how they pick them.”

    “Yeah an if they have printed diaper trees and color diaper trees.”

    “I wonder how would they water diaper trees?” my dad asked.
    “Carefully.” I said then we both starting laughing harder. “Hey what’s
    going on in here?” my mom asked from the doorway. My dad and me looked
    at her, the we looked at each other and burst into another bout of
    laugher. “I know I don’t look that good this early in the morning but.”
    my mommy said. “It’s not you mommy we were just thinking bout something
    else that’s all.” I said. “Now that Scotty’s diapered do you think we
    can go shopping William?”

    “Watch out dad. When she starts using your formal name it’s gonna cost
    you.”

    “And boy is it going to cost you dear.” my mom said. “Scotty, can I
    come down to your apartment and play?” my dad asked. “Sure dad an all
    my cars an trucks are nice an clean.”

    “Goody.”

    “Oh no you don’t, Bill.”

    “It looks like you got stuck dad.”

    “What are you boys going to be doing today?” my mommy asked. “Oh that
    reminds me dad. Marcos’s birthday is on Wednesday and I was wondering
    if I can get him a present, I mean a few presents?”

    “And what will these presents cost me?”

    “Nothin’, I thought you could pick them up for me and I would pay you
    for them dad…if you got time?”

    “We can always make time baby.” my mommy said. “Thanks mommy and dad.
    Here’s what I need.” I said as I started telling them exactly what I
    wanted an described each item as I told them. “Don’t you think you left
    out something?” my dad asked. “What?”

    “How about a card?”

    “Oh yeah. Dad, can I borrow a dollar from you so I can buy Marcos a
    birthday card?”

    “Now I know I’m really married.” my dad said. “Yes dear, and boy are
    you going to suffer from now on.”

    “Yes dear.”

    “Where are we going to live when you get back from the cruise?”

    “Right here in either apartment. We thought we would leave that up to
    you baby.”

    “I want to live in our apartment dad cuz my mom says you pay to much
    for yours.”

    “Out of the mouths of babes,” my mom said as she turned red. “Well you
    better get back down to YOUR apartment now or Cathy will think you went
    over the wall and escaped.”

    “Okay dad…and don’t forget the presents, will ya?”

    “We’ll try to fill your order, son. I open my arms and gave my mom and
    dad a hug and a kissed, then I hopped down to the floor and headed back
    to my apartment. When I got there, I heard all the noise coming from
    the bathroom and bedroom. I went to the bathroom expecting to find
    Cathy giving baths but Chris was there washing Ricky and Kevin “What’s
    up?”

    “Hey, little dude, how’s your mom and dad?” It felt weird someone
    asking me how my mom and DAD were, then I said, “They are okay. They
    said that they were going shopping for the cruise.”

    “Well it’s about time you got back Scotty. Have you had….oh you
    have….how are the lovebirds doing?”

    “They were yelling an squawking at each other.” Chris dropped there
    washcloth as he quickly turned to look at me, then I saw Cathy’s mouth
    almost drop to the floor. “Those birds outside my window always yell at
    each other every morning. I wish the would find another fence to land
    on.” Cathy composed herself as she said, “Scotty…I was talking about
    your mom and dad.”

    “Oh.”

    “I think you knew who I was talking about you weasel.” Cathy said.
    “Nope you just said lovebirds an the only birds I know bout are the two
    that land on the fence outside my bedroom almost every morning.”

    “Why don’t you give me a hand weasel I mean Scotty…in your room.”

    “You gonna do something to me aren’t you, Cathy?”

    “If she don’t I will! Chris said as he started washing Ricky again. I
    ran to my room with Cathy following me…closely. “Where is the extra
    baby powder, Scotty?”

    “On the closet shelf.” I said as I sat down on the bed. Marcos was up
    on the dresser waiting for Cathy to put a diaper on him. “I heard
    you’re going to be 7 years old this Wednesday Marcos?”

    “Yeah an my house mom said I will be going to regular school this year
    too.”

    “What grade, Marcos?”

    “They said I will be in kindergarten.”

    “I still remember that. You get to draw, finger paint and learn your
    ABC’s.” I said. “Yeah I want to learn how to read to.”

    “That will be next year Marcos when you are a first grader.” Cathy
    said. “Yeah in kindergarten you kick back and take it easy and you
    hafta be nice to the teacher. When you get into first grade you get to
    torture the teachers and mess with their minds.”

    “Scotty?”

    “What?”

    “You better sit down Scotty and answer a few letters online instead of
    giving Marcos ideas.”

    I looked at Marcos and he was laying there on the dresser giggling. I
    sat down at the computer and turned it on, then I went to my email and
    saw a letter from uncle Fred. I opened it up and read it:

    Dear Scotty,

    Congratulations on getting a new father. I haven’t known Bill for too
    long but from what I have learned from him in these last few weeks, you
    have one great dad now. I hope this relationship lasts forever and
    knowing you, Bill, and your mother I think it will last for eternity. I
    also would like to know it you have gotten an answer from Chris
    concerning ballet. Has he agreed to take the class? Let me know ASAP.
    Thanks.

    Uncle Fred.

    I hit reply to sender and wrote:

    Dear Uncle Fred,

    Thanks and I know my mom won’t let this one get away. As for Chris he
    is going to take ballet. I had to bribe him with a little money and he
    agreed to do it at forty dollars a lesson 4 the first five lessons an
    payable after the fifth class is over with. He needs decent clothes to
    wear to school this fall instead of those dumb pants and button shirts.
    He needs cargos and pullovers so he looks norm and not like a geek…

    “What do you mean a geek Scotty?” Cathy asked. “When I wore clothes
    like that to school I got teased a lot.”

    “It shouldn’t matter what you look like but how you are inside that
    really counts.”

    “I know that Cathy but try telling eight hundred guys that.” …anyway
    Uncle Fred before I got rudly interrupted…

    “That’s not how you spell rudely Scotty.”

    “I haven’t spell checked yet Cathy…OKAY?”

    “I was just pointing it out.” I got up off the chair, went over to the
    dresser and took the diaper from Cathy as I said, “I’ll do this Cathy
    and you go write to Uncle Fred.”

    “Okay Scotty.” Cathy went over to the computer and sat down and then
    started writing: Dear uncle Fred, I have been a real stinker these last
    few days an I would like you to give me a spanking as soon as… “HEY I
    haven’t been nether Cathy and I don’t need no spanking.”

    “It’s not polite to read over ones shoulder, Scotty ,so go back and get
    Marcos diapered.” I went back over to the dresser and Marcos was
    giggling so hard he could barely keep from laughing. I raised his legs
    and slipped the diaper underneath him then I spread baby powder over
    his rear and front as I kept stealing peeks at what Cathy was writing,
    …and uncle Fred, I think if we shot a commercial at the mall and call
    it a day in the life of the Jordan kid, it would produce higher sales
    of the Jordan diapers. You can have me walking thru the mall wearing
    only the sport diaper and my cute smile, and then you can tape me
    having my diaper changed on one of the seats right there in the mall. I
    would like that… “NO I WOULDN”T CATHY!”

    “Why not Scotty?”

    “Cause.” …and uncle Fred, as a promotion of the Jordan diapers we can
    have a ‘Spank the Jordan kid’ as many years old as I am butt limited to
    kids that are under the age of eighteen. “That’s not how you spell
    ‘but’ Cathy.”

    “Butt I thought it was cute.”

    I pulled the diaper up between Marcos’s legs and fastened the rear of
    the diaper to the front. I helped Marcos sit up then I turned around
    and Marcos climbed onto my back. I walked over to the computer and read
    some more over Cathy’s shoulder. …and Uncle Fred I think it would be
    neat it you taped a commercial of me skydiving wearing only a diaper.
    It…

    “Fat chance, Cathy. If I was only wearing a diaper then I’d be dead
    when I hit the ground cuz I wouldn’t be wearing a parachute.” …oh and
    uncle Fred make sure you have lots and lots of cameras there too.
    “Funny Cathy.” I said, then I took Marcos over to my bed and let him
    down off my back onto the bed. “How do you send this Scotty?” Cathy
    asked. “You bend over Cathy an when you see the electrical plug in the
    wall you pull it out and it gets sent.” I picked up a pair of shorts
    and as Marcos held his legs up I slipped them over his feet then pulled
    them up his legs to his butt. Marcos raised his rear as I pulled the
    shorts up over his diaper. “Cathy, I’m ready.” Ricky said as he came
    into the bedroom. “Scotty, Ricky is ready to be diapered.”

    “So?”

    “Which of the buttons on the desktop do I use to send the MESSAGE to
    Uncle FRED?”

    “Ricky, get your butt up on the dresser.” I said as I put socks onto
    Marcos’s feet. “You gonna diaper me Scotty?”

    “Guess so.”

    “Why?”

    “Cause Cathy is being mean to me.”

    “No she’s not Ricky, she is just teasing him.” Marcos said. “Hey Ricky,
    do you want the all over baby powder or just powder your diaper area?”
    I asked as I held the powder high up over Ricky getting ready to
    squeeze it. “Oh no you don’t Scotty.” Cathy said as quickly she got up
    and raced over to the dresser. “What Cathy?”

    “I don’t feel like cleaning up a mess.”

    “I won’t make a mess Cathy.” I said as I raised the baby powder up
    higher and got ready to squeeze it with both hands. Cathy grabbed the
    powder from my hands as she said, “Why don’t you go and help Chris?”

    “You sure?”

    “Yeah now go help Chris.’ “Okay.” I said then I went to the bathroom.

    Chris was on his knees washing Kevin’s rear when I got there. I sat
    down on the toilet lid as I washed him. “Hey I heard what you said to
    Cathy little dude. Were you really going to give Ricky an all over baby
    powder?”

    “Yeah and I guess Cathy don’t like the way I do it.”

    “Turn Kevin.” Chris said, then he started washing Kevin’s legs, crotch
    and penis. “After you finish washing Kevin, who’s going to wash you
    Chris?”

    “I’ll wash myself.”

    “You still going to class with me an Ricky?”

    “You mean on Monday?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Yeah I guess so. I can use the money.”

    “What happened to the money you had?”

    “Still got most of it.” I watched as Chris washed Kevin as tenderly as
    he had washed Marcos. He took his time to make sure that he had not
    missed anything as he turned Kevin around, then he rinsed Kevin off,
    then he wrapped a towel around him and gave him a quick dry before he
    sent him to my room. “Scotty, did Cathy say what we are doing today?”

    “Naw. Knowing her she wants to go shopping.”

    “Don’t think so little dude. I don’t think she wants to drag four of us
    into a store and Marcos tires easy.”

    “Turn around Chris, I want to see something.”

    “What?” Chris asked as I hopped down off the toilet. I went over to him
    and unfastened the tape on his diaper, then I unfastened the other side
    as I said, “it’s your bath turn.”

    “You going to give me a bath Scotty?”

    “Yup.” Chris looked at me, then he got into the tub and sat down. I
    picked up the washcloth, poured the baby wash onto it, then I started
    washing Chris’s broad shoulders and I watched him and knew he was
    enjoying it. I washed his back down to the water, then he turned back
    facing me. I poured more baby wash onto the washcloth and washed his
    stomach down to his waist. I paused for a moment then I rubbed his
    penis with the washcloth and saw he was getting an erection. As I
    washed his penis, Chris laid back in the tub an spread his legs.
    “Chris, how would you like to go to the beach, take off your shorts and
    play in the sand wearing a school diaper like me? You could have your
    diaper changed on the sand by Cathy or me, and when it was time to go
    home, Cathy would only put a tank top on you.” I watched as Chris’s
    penis started moving uncontrollably and Chris groaned. I continued
    saying, “And when you went to the store, you saw the package of diapers
    on the shelf and your picture was on the front, and you were wearing a
    printed sport diaper an nothing else.” Chris started slowing down as I
    continued whispering softly, then I knew he was finished. “How was that
    Chris?”

    “Fantastic.” Chris said softly. I washed Chris’s hair, then after he
    stood up, I washed the rest of him being very gentle around his penis.
    “I guess this is what my sex ed teacher was talking about last year.”
    Chris said as I rinsed him off. “What do you mean Chris?”

    “He said that when we find out about sex we will be experimenting with
    it and different ways on how to do it.”

    “I still don’t know what you mean.”

    “He said a lot of boys will be too scared to try it with a girl the
    first time an that we will most likely do it with other guys first.”

    “Does that mean we’re gay?”

    “No little dude, it just means most boys are more comfortable with
    another boy the first few times then they most likely will get a
    girlfriend. How would you like to have a girl you didn’t know do it to
    you your first time Scotty?”

    “I don’t think so….not even Cathy and I’ve known her for awhile.”

    “That’s what the sex ed teacher will tell you after next year when
    you’re in the seventh grade little dude.” When Chris said that to me, I
    grabbed the towel and handed it to him as I said, “I won’t be in the
    seventh grade then.”

    “What, are they gonna skip you this year?” I looked down at the ground
    as I said, “No, I have to repeat fifth grade this year.”

    “How come little dude?”

    “They said in a letter that I’m not mature enough to be in the sixth
    grade and I don’t want to go to any other school but Lone Hill.”

    “I think you mean mature Scotty…so you have to repeat, it’s not that
    bad, and besides, you will get better grades and it will be easier the
    second time around.”

    “What do I say when they ask me why I’m taking fifth again?”

    “It’s a new school, Scotty. No one will know that you are not supposed
    to be in fifth grade unless you tell them. Look at Marcos, he’s turning
    eight an he’s going to kindergarten this fall.”

    “He looks like a kindergartener, Chris.”

    “So you look like a forth grader Scotty. ‘Don’t either.”

    “Want to bet.”

    “Hey Chris, I’m waiting for you. You’re last up.” Cathy yelled from my
    room. I followed Chris to my room, and as we walked in, I saw Ricky,
    Marcos, and Kevin sitting on the bed looking at us. “Hey what’s up
    Cathy?”

    “Nothing Scotty.” I looked at them sitting there, then I looked back at
    Cathy. Chris climbed up onto the dresser and lay down, then Cathy
    opened the towel and took it out from underneath him. “Okay Scotty, get
    Chris diapered.”

    “How come?”

    “Because you need the experience. What if I couldn’t change Ricky for
    some reason?”

    “I’d just stick him outside so he wouldn’t stink up the house Cathy
    till u changed him.”

    Chris started laughing, then Kevin and Marcos laughed too.”

    “You know what I mean Scotty, what if I was doing something and I
    didn’t have time to get him changed?”

    “You would have a real stinker on your hands Cathy.”

    “Get going Scotty.” I picked up the baby powder, aimed it at Chris’s
    penis, an as I was about to squeeze the bottle I heard Cathy say “Oh no
    you don’t!.” I looked at Cathy, then I sprinkled the baby powder on my
    hand. Chris raised his rear, then I rubbed the baby powder all over it.
    I sprinkled more baby powder onto his penis, then I rubbed it in. I
    watched as Chris bit his lip trying to keep his penis from growing. I
    reached down to the dresser drawer and took out a blue school diaper as
    Chris raised his rear, then I opened it, slipped it under him, then I
    pulled it up between his legs and fastened it together. “Now you want
    me to burp him too Cathy?” I asked sarcastically. “Naw, you done your
    part Scotty…Chris, will you get them dressed so we can go shopping?”

    “I thought you said she wouldn’t take us shopping Chris?” I asked. “I
    didn’t say she wouldn’t take us shopping little dude I meant she’d be
    out of her mind if she did.”

    “What about Marcos, I mean…”

    “I know Scotty and I have something he can use if he gets tired.”

    “What do you want me to put on them Cathy?” Chris asked. “Sun suits and
    put one on yourself Chris.”

    “I don’t think Scotty has one that will fit me.”

    “Check the old dresser, bottom drawer right side Chris.”

    “I don’t know if I want to wear one.”

    “Cathy, can I come too?” Kevin asked. “Go call your mom Kevin an see if
    its Okay.”

    “Okay.“ Kevin said, then ran to the kitchen to call his mom. Chris went
    over to my old dresser and opened up the bottom right drawer, and then
    he took out the blue sun suit. “Hey this ain’t half bad. I like the
    orange panels and the yellow collar and sleeves…and no snap crotch
    either.”

    “Check again Chris.” Cathy said. Chris looked closer then he saw the
    three snaps down the inside of each leg, and the middle snap. “I’m not
    wearing this.”

    “Try it on first Chris then decide. Bill would be disappointed if you
    didn’t.”

    “How come Cathy?”

    “He had that one made for you Chris. He said you like blue and orange.”
    Chris unzipped the sun suit and stepped into it, pulled it up and put
    his arms into the sleeves then he pulled the zipper up. He went over to
    the mirror to look at himself, then he said, “I can’t see the snaps at
    all.”

    “Bill had it made that way Chris. He knew you might be embarrassed by
    it but it makes it a lot easier changing you in public if I need to.”

    “Yeah I like it.”

    “Good, it’s yours to keep.”

    “You mean?”

    “Yeah.” Chris looked at his rear in the mirror, then he went over to
    the dresser and took out some sun suits and started getting us dressed.
    Cathy went to my mom’s room to get dressed, and then Kevin came running
    back into my room shouting, “Cathy, my mom said I can go but I got to
    be back by noon.”

    “She’s getting dressed Kevin but I know she heard you.” Chris said as
    he dressed Ricky. “Which one do I get to wear?”

    “You get out the one you want to wear Kev. The printed ones are for
    Scotty and Marcos.” Kevin looked thru the dresser drawers until he
    found a aqua sun suit with a sailing ship appliqué on the front, “I
    want to wear this one.”

    “Okay Kevin I’ll get you dressed as soon as I’m done with Marcos and
    Scotty.” While Chris dressed Ricky, I took the shorts off Marcos, then
    I helped him sit up. Ricky waited as Chris snapped the snaps between
    his legs, then he came over to the bed. Chris pulled the sun suit over
    Marco’s head, then he pulled it down, and I raised Marcos’s legs as
    Chris pulled the sunsuit down then snapped the crotch closed. “Okay
    Scotty, you put his braces on him while I get Kevin dressed.” I picked
    Marcos braces and lay then down beside him, then Marcos raised up his
    legs and I slipped them underneath him. Kevin climbed up onto the
    dresser and lay down, then Chris sprinkled baby powder on his hand and
    rubbed it onto Kevin’s rear, then he slipped a printed diaper
    underneath him. Kevin lowered his legs then Chris powered his front,
    and then he pulled the diaper up between his legs and taped it closed.
    “Hey little dude, you’re up.” I finished putting the braces onto
    Marcos’s legs, then I helped him sit up. “Which diaper you going to put
    on me Chris?”

    “We don’t have any pink ones so I guess I will have to put the same
    printed diaper on you that Marcos is wearing.” I went over to the
    dresser and climbed up, then I laid down. Before I could say anything,
    Chris had the baby powder in his hand and he gave it a big squeeze.
    Baby powder went everywhere. ‘You giving me the all over rub Chris?”

    “Naw, my hand just slipped but this stuff makes you smell a lot better
    Scotty.” Chris grabbed my ankles, raised them up as high as he could,
    then his right hand came down hard on my butt, then he started rubbing
    the baby powder in. “What was that for Chris?”

    “Nothing just thought I would give you one good smack.”

    “Chris, are you through dressing them?”

    “No, just got little dude and Kevin to get dressed.” Chris picked up my
    sunsuit, unsnapped the crotch, and then slipped it over my head and
    pulled it down and fastened the snaps. Chris slipped a diaper under
    Kevin, spread baby powder onto his rear and penis, rubbed it in, and
    then he pulled the diaper up between his legs tightly and fastened the
    rear to the front.

    “Now you smell better too, Kevin.” Chris picked up the sun suit,
    slipped it over Kevin’s head, pulled it down and fastened the crotch
    snaps. “You guys get your sandals on while I check the diaper bag.”
    Cathy said. “I don’t have any sandals here Cathy.” Kevin said. “Just
    wear your shoes Kevin.”

    “Where are we going Cathy?” I asked. “You, I think I’ll drop you off at
    the church nursery school Scotty. You look like you need a nap.”

    “I don’t need no nap.”

    “I was just teasing you, Scotty….I thought we’d go to the mall plus I
    need to stop off and get something for Chris to wear tomorrow at
    class.” Mares looked at Chris, then asked, “What class is Chris gonna
    take?” I looked at Ricky, and before his big mouth opened, I clamped my
    hand over it as I said, “It’s a dance class Marcos. Uncle Fred said he
    wanted me, Ricky, an Chris to take it.”

    “What kind of dance class?”

    “Oh a bunch of everything.”

    “You guys ready to go?”

    “Not Chris, he’s still putting his shoes on Cathy.” Cathy grabbed the
    diaper bag as she said, “The last one to the S.U.V. will have his
    diaper changed at the mall in front of everyone.“ Cathy yelled

    “Marcos and me excluded.” Chris added.

    Before I could react, Ricky and Kevin were out the front door and
    heading to the S.U.V. I looked at Chris as he said, “Go Scotty, I got
    Marcos.”

    “Just grab the diaper bag Chris. I’ll bring Marcos.” Cathy said. Chris
    took the bag from Cathy, then he was out the front door with me hot on
    his heels. As we ran to the S.U.V. Chris would slow down and as I
    caught up, he would said, “Looks like your going to be displaying your
    cute Jordan’s at the mall Scotty.” Just as I caught up to him, Chris
    took off. When I went thru the doorway into the car port Chris was
    leaning against the S.U.V. like he had been there awhile. “Scotty’s
    gonna get his diaper changed, Scotty’s gonna get his diaper changed.”
    Kevin said over and over. “I decided to stay home so it looks like
    Chris is going to have his changed at the mall.” Chris stared at me in
    disbelief as I stood there, then I turned around and started walking
    back to my apartment only to run into Cathy and Marcos. “Where are you
    going Scotty?”

    “Ah…I just thought…ah, I want to see my mom.”

    “Sorry kid but I want you in the S.U.V.” Chris started laughing as we
    got into the S.U.V., then he asked, “Do you want me to change your
    diaper at the mall little dude?“ Cathy took a car seat out of her car,
    and put it into the S.U.V. as Chris strapped Marcos, and Ricky into
    their car seats. When Cathy was through, she motioned me to the back
    seat, then I climbed into the car seat. “Cathy, when can I ride in a
    regular seat like Chris?”

    “The law for this state says you must ride in a car seat or booster
    seat until your are four feet nine inches tall or you weight over
    seventy pounds.”

    “That should be ten years from now the way Scotty grows.” Chris said.
    “Oh, remind me Chris, on the way home I need to stop off at Jordan.”

    “What for?”

    “Fred said he has your car seat ready.”

    “Yeah right Cathy.” Chris said as he strapped Kevin into a car seat.
    After I sat down, Cathy adjusted my car seat straps, then she fastened
    the harness buckle between my legs. Cathy climbed into the drivers
    seat, and then we took off to the mall.

    END OF CHAPTER 38

`Chapter 39`