    "Bill" BY CODY MATTHEW JAMES III 2/8/05

    Chapter 16 BAD DREAMS

    I woke up, and I looked to the left of me hoping Ricky was sleeping
    beside me, nice and safe in my bed. The white teddy bear was there in
    his place. I put my palm over the teddy's chest, and I felt the soft
    pounding of his heart. I quickly looked at the clock, and it was eight
    thirty. I got out of bed, and went to the living room.

    "Cathy?"

    "I'm on the phone Scotty." she answered.

    I picked up the remote and turned on the TV. As I channel surfed, I
    came to Barney. I watched as it helped me to forget the bad dream I had
    last night.

    "How are you doing this morning Scotty?" Cathy asked as she sat down
    beside me.

    "Cathy, did my mom tell you about the bad dream I had last night?"

    "Yes she did Scotty. Would you like to talk about it?"

    "No!" I said as I shook my head back and forth.

    "Why not Scotty?"

    "I never want to see Ricky's face like that again. I don't want to even
    talk about it Cathy." I said as I cringed at the thought of last
    night's dream.

    "Scotty, have you ever heard of something called 'Sleep Study'?"

    "No."

    "It's a program at the hospital. You go to sleep in a bed, and the
    doctors watch you, and tape you while you are sleeping."

    "So?"

    "The doctors try and find out why you are having nightmares. I told
    your mom about the sleep study program this morning, and she thought it
    was a good idea to try it."

    "How long would I have to stay in the hospital?"

    "You would only sleep there, like you do at home. You do the same
    things you do every day, except you will sleep at the hospital instead
    of at home Scotty."

    "Will the doctors get rid of my bad dreams Cathy?"

    "They will try to find out why you are having them Scotty."

    "Do I have to Cathy?"

    "Your mom said it was a good idea, and I talked to my dad, and he
    suggested a good doctor."

    "Will they be giving me shots?"

    "No Scotty. No shots.

    "Will my mom be there, or you?"

    "Your mom will be there Scotty. She will put you to bed like she does
    here, at home. She'll read to you like she usually does, and if she
    kisses you at home, she'll kiss you there at the hospital."

    "It won't hurt at all?"

    "No it won't hurt Scotty. They put these little sticky things on your
    chest to see how your breathing, and your heart beats, and they put
    some more sticky things around your eyes, and wear a special hat that
    is connected to a computer to see you brain activity. All you have to
    do is sleep Scotty."

    "Are you sure it won't hurt at all Cathy?"

    "I'm sure Scotty…We better get you ready for class, and feed your face
    mowgli." Cathy said as she gave me a double rib tickle.

    Cathy took me into the bathroom and gave me a quick washcloth bath,
    then we went back to my room, and she diapered, and dressed me. As I
    ate breakfast, Cathy told me more about the sleep study program, and
    that my mom would be there with me thru the night. My mom was going to
    work today, and then take off from work for the rest of the week so she
    could be with me at the hospital at night.

    "Are you willing to try the sleep study program Scotty?" Cathy asked as
    we cleaned up the dishes.

    "I guess so."

    "I'm going to call you mom, and give her the name and number of the
    doctor, then we better get you to class."

    I sat on the couch nervously as Cathy talked to my mom on the phone. As
    soon as she hung up the phone, I asked, "Are you going to be taking
    Chris home tonight Cathy?"

    "Possibly. Why do you want to know Scotty?"

    "I was wondering if I could go with you when you take Chris home."

    "Sure if there is enough time, and your mother says it's okay."

    I ran back to my room, and opened my closet. I searched thru my things
    until I found my little red fire truck. I checked to make sure all the
    ladders and hoses were still there, then I tucked it under my arm and
    went back to the living room.

    "Are you bringing that to Marshall Field in case you get bored Scotty?"

    "Yeah." I said as we headed to the S.U.V.

    We pulled up in front of the small house where I was taking my
    etiquette class, and Rashid was waiting for me outside.

    "What are you going to do today while I'm in class Cathy?"

    "Oh, some more shopping I guess." Cathy said as she helped me out of my
    car seat.

    I gave her a kiss and a quick hug, then I got out of the S.U.V. and ran
    up the walkway to Rashid, asking, "Have you seen Roberto yet?"

    'No. I think he may not be coming to this school anymore Scotty.

    "How come Rashid?"

    "Mr. Leacock was talking about him to one of the parents this morning.
    He seemed upset about Roberto."

    "I hope I never see him here again." I said as we went into the
    classroom.

    Mr. Leacock had us work on our posture and work on the paper we were
    going to read on Friday in front of all the parents. Rashid decided to
    write about his life in India before he came to America. When class was
    over, Rashid and I rushed outside. When I got outside, I saw Cathy was
    waiting for me, I said goodbye to Rashid, and got into the S.U.V., and
    into my car seat, then we left for Marshall Field.

    On the way, Cathy told me all about the 'Sleep Study', and that her
    brother Jason had gone thru it. My mom was going to be there with me
    all the time, but they won't let her into my room unless I have another
    violent nightmare. My mom was going to bring all the things I need to
    the hospital, and Cathy and I were going to meet her there.

    When we got to Marshall field, I watched the guys playing a game of
    baseball. I saw Chris near second base fielding a grounder that was hit
    to him. He caught the ball, and before I could blink, the ball was in
    the first baseman's glove.

    "You see that Cathy?"

    "Yeah Scotty. I think Chris has been playing ball for a long time."

    "If I threw one like that, it would probably end up breaking a window."

    "If I tried to throw it fast like Chris, I know I would bean someone."
    Cathy said.

    "Cathy, are we going to be taking Chris back to the home tonight before
    seven?"

    "Yes. We are going to do exactly everything we did yesterday Scotty."

    "Even pizza?"

    "Sorry mowgli. How about fish and chips instead?"

    "Naw, we had that Sunday night for my birthday party."

    "Yeah, I forgot that today is officially your birthday Scotty." Cathy
    said as she unbuckled my car seat harness.

    "Now that I'm eleven, does that mean I'm over the hill Cathy?"

    "Your over the hill when you wake up on a Saturday morning, turn over
    and go back to sleep for another four hours like Jason and Richie."

    "Any kid that wakes up on a Saturday morning, and then goes back to
    sleep isn't over the hill Cathy, he's sick!"

    I got out of the S.U.V., and went over to the backstop. Shawn looked
    like he was having a good time as the umpire. I watched as the batter
    popped one up, and the pitcher caught it with ease. The next batter hit
    a line drive to center field, and was thrown out at first base.

    "These guys play a lot better then the Bad News Bears Cathy."

    "Maybe even better then the Dodgers too."

    "If Chris heard you say that Cathy, he would be…mad."

    "Well anyway Scotty, Bill wants you in the trailer to try on your
    uniform."

    I knocked on the trailer door, and when Bill said, 'Who is it?', I
    answered, 'The water boy'.

    "It's about time you got here Scotty." Bill said as he opened the door.

    I went into the trailer, and Cathy followed me in.

    "Ready to try out the automatic wetting device Scotty?"

    "Yeah, I guess so."

    Cathy took my shorts off of me, then Bill strapped the plastic bottle
    to the inside of my left thigh. Cathy held my baseball pants down for
    me to step into, then she pulled them up.

    "Scotty, this is the activator that you will squeeze on cue. It will
    start a stream of water directed towards the front of your pants, and
    if everything is right, it will look like you are wetting your pants."

    Bill led me over to a plastic tray on the floor, and had me stand in
    it.

    "Okay Scotty, give it a squeeze now."

    I squeezed the bulb attached to the bottle and watched my front. Before
    the wet spot appeared on my front, most of the water ran down my leg,
    and into my shoe.

    "Looks like we need to try a different approach Scotty." Bill said as
    he sat down at the table, still staring at the small wet spot on the
    front of my pants.

    "Cathy, diaper time." Bill said as he went to the rear of the trailer
    to get something.

    "Do I get to change Cathy?" I said jokingly.

    "You would like that wouldn't you Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "Me and Chris would." I answered.

    "These cloth diapers should be the right size for Scotty." Bill said as
    he handed them to Cathy.

    Cathy took my damp pants off of me, then she had me lay down on a towel
    on the bench seat at the table. She took off my plastic pants, then my
    wet diaper. Cathy folded up one of the cloth diapers, and slipped it
    under me, then she pinned the rear to the front.

    "No plastic pants Cathy." Bill said as Cathy started to put plastic
    pants on me.

    Bill gave me another device, and I strapped it to my leg, then I put
    the end of the tube into the front of my thin diaper.

    "Try it again Scotty." Bill said as he stood there and watched.

    I squeezed the bulb again, and a wet spot appeared on the front of my
    diaper, and grew bigger as I squeezed.

    "Okay Cathy, put another dry diaper on him, and we'll try the pants on
    him this time." Bill said as he handed Cathy a dry diaper.

    I kicked my shoes off, then laid back down on the towel. Cathy had my
    diaper changed quickly, then she put the baseball pants on me.

    I stood in the tray on the floor, and squeezed the bulb again, and this
    time the wet spot appeared faster on my baseball pants, and grew
    larger.

    "Let's try it again Cathy." Bill said as he handed Cathy another cloth
    diaper.

    Cathy removed my pants, and I lay back down on the towel.

    "Change Scotty's diaper, and get him dressed Cathy. I'll be right
    back." Bill said as he left the trailer.

    As I lay there, Cathy got a few tickles in before she put the diaper on
    me. I got up and strapped the plastic bottle to my thigh, and then put
    the tube into the front of my diaper. Cathy held the baseball pants
    down and I stepped into them, then she pulled them up.

    "Ready Scotty?" Bill asked as he and Shawn entered the trailer.

    "Yeah. Seen one, take three, Scotty wetting his pants, action." I said
    to Bill, joking.

    "Okay you four foot comedian, step into the tray, and squeeze the bulb
    slower this time. Shawn, I want to know if you have any suggestions."

    As they stood there watching me, I squeezed the bulb slowly, and the
    wet spot appeared on the front of my baseball pants slower this time.

    "What do you think Shawn?" Bill asked.

    "I think it needs to be darker so the camera will be able to pick it up
    in the bright sunlight, otherwise it looks like it will work." Shawn
    answered.

    Bill stood there thinking for a few seconds, then asked, "Cathy, are
    you and Scotty ready for lunch?"

    "YEAH!" I answered for Cathy and me.

    "Then I'll buy." Bill said.

    "Can Chris come with us?" I asked.

    Bill looked at Shawn, and Shawn said, "He's fielding grounders for
    practice, but I think he's had enough."

    Bill and Shawn left the trailer as Cathy got me dressed again, this
    time she put a sport diaper on me. After she put my shorts on me, I
    took my socks off, and then put my shoes on.

    "Cathy, how about me wearing the sport diaper under the cloth diaper
    next time, that way I can stay dry, and be wet at the same time?"

    "How about me tickling you dry Scotty, that way I don't have to change
    you so often?" Cathy asked as she tickled me all over.

    "I give! I give!" I said as I made a dash for the door.

    "Hey little dude. About time you came out." Chris said as I got out of
    the trailer.

    "Hey, I saw you playing second base when I got here Chris. If I were
    you, I'd hold out for at least sixty million this year when you sign
    with the Dodger's, then ask for ten percent increase each year for the
    next five years."

    "Do you think they would sign up a fourteen year old for the major
    league Scotty?"

    "Naw, better tell them your fourteen and a half, and tell them you want
    seven percent of all the TV revenue."

    Chris and I started laughing as we walked across the road to the
    catering truck. After we got our food, we sat down at a table and dug
    in. Cathy and Shawn sat at the table next to ours, and Bill continued
    talking to the caterer.

    "What did you guys do this morning Chris?" I asked.

    "Shawn had us shagging balls since I got here this morning."

    "Did Cathy tell you about what we were going to do today Chris?"

    "She just said that I was going to have dinner with you guys again, and
    maybe we would go swimming too."

    "She tell you why?"

    "No Scotty, but it sounds like what we did yesterday."

    "Yeah. I had another bad dream last night, and Cathy wants me to do a
    sleep study at the hospital tonight."

    "What did you dream about Scotty?"

    "I was dreaming about Ricky. He was hit by a car."

    "What did you see in your dream Scotty?"

    "It was like I was the driver, and…and I saw his face as…as the car hit
    him."

    "Man, you do have some bad dreams little dude."

    "It's not the first time I had a dream about him, in the first dream…he
    was swimming in the pool and then he started drowning, and I couldn't
    help him. I saw him go underwater and never come back up to the
    surface."

    "Sounds like you worry to much about him little dude."

    "Yeah, I guess your right Chris. I think of him as my little brother
    even though he's almost as tall as me."

    "I did a sleep study once when I was about ten. All you do is go to
    sleep, and they watch and record you."

    "Why did they do that to you for Chris?"

    "I was having bad dreams too, and they found out that it was because I
    was scared about the drug dealers hurting my mom. I saw a shrink for a
    year, and I don't have too many dreams like that anymore."

    "Maybe I'm afraid that something is going to hurt Ricky."

    "Sounds like that to me little dude."

    I sat there eating my hamburger, and thought about what Chris said to
    me. Ricky was a good swimmer, and he knew better then to run out into
    the street without looking first. Maybe I was worrying too much about
    him; besides, he had Cathy looking after him too.

    "Hey, I almost forgot to tell you Scotty. Shawn is going to have our
    uniforms for us tomorrow, and we are going to be the Panthers. Shawn
    said after we are done filming, we get to keep the uniforms."

    "I wonder if my uniform is going to have a snap crotch and legs?" I
    said, jokingly to Chris.

    "Just make sure my uniform doesn't have it." Chris said.

    "Did you wear the diaper last night Chris, when you went to bed?"

    "Yeah. I woke up in the middle of the night, and thought I had wet the
    bed. I felt the sheets, and they were dry. When I woke up this morning,
    the diaper was a little bit wet."

    "Are you going to get into line tonight when Mrs. Cutter is ready to
    get the other guys diapered for bed Chris?"

    "I don't know. It still scares me."

    "If any of the guys start laughing, just give them the look."

    "I'll think about it Scotty."

    "You guys finished eating?" Bill asked Chris and me.

    "Yeah." we both said.

    We walked back across the street as Bill asked Chris, "Have you been
    measured for your uniform yet?"

    "Yeah, I was second in line."

    "Then you're free to go Chris. I'll ask Alonso to take you home."

    "We are going to take him home tonight Bill." Cathy said.

    "Okay Cathy, I guess he can wait while I try a new idea on Scotty."

    "What's your new idea?" I asked.

    "We need to make the wet spot on your pants to stand out better Scotty.
    I talked to the caterer about using some brown food dye, and he
    suggested that I use some Coke, or coffee instead, that way it won't
    leave a permanent stain on the pants."

    "Hey Chris. Want to come in the trailer and watch a pro wet his pants
    on cue?" I asked.

    "Naw, thought I would check out that kid over there on the swings. He's
    been sitting there since I got here this morning."

    I looked towards the swings, and it was Justin, the kid Ricky and I met
    the other day.

    "Chris, hold on…Bill, is it okay if I gave some free samples to
    Justin?"

    "That's what they are there for Scotty."

    I went into the trailer and put three medium school diapers and three
    medium sport diapers into a white plastic bag. I handed the bag to
    Chris, and said, "Give these to Justin, and tell him they are from
    Ricky and me…and Jordan Enterprises."

    Chris walked over to the swings as I watched.

    "Come on Scotty. Lets try out the wetting device again." Bill said as
    he went into the trailer.

    "Just a minute Bill. I want to watch Justin for a sec."

    Chris talked to him for a moment, then handed Justin the white plastic
    bag. Justin opened it and checked out the contents, then closed the bag
    as Chris talked to him, and then Chris pointed towards me. I waived at
    him, and Justin waived back, then I went into the trailer. I knew
    Justin was just like Matt. He didn't need to wear a diaper most of the
    time, he just liked to wear them.

    Cathy took my shorts off me again, and as she was about to take the
    sport diaper off of me, I said, "Better leave that on me in case I have
    an accident before Bill says action."

    Bill thought about that for a moment before he said, "Good idea
    Scotty."

    I laid down on the towel, and Cathy put the thin cloth diaper on me
    over my sport diaper. I strapped the little plastic bottle to my leg,
    and put the tube into the front of my cloth diaper. Cathy put my
    baseball pants on me, then I went over to the tray on the floor, and
    stepped into it facing Bill.

    "Okay Scotty, remember to squeeze the bulb slowly." Bill said as he
    stared at the front of my pants.

    The wet spot started out small, then grew in size. When the wet spot
    was as big as it was going to get, Bill took me outside into the
    sunlight, and had me turn very slowly around, so he could see what it
    looked like from different directions.

    "Cathy, will you take our little star back inside the trailer and get
    him ready to run the bases. I'll make some more of the Coke solution."

    Cathy had me changed in a flash, and I went outside to Bill, who was
    running back and forth between first and second base.

    "Scotty, I want you to run from first base to second, as fast as you
    can."

    When Bill said go, I ran as fast as I could while Bill timed me with a
    stopwatch, then he had me do it again.

    "Let's try it this time while you squeeze the bulb Scotty. Instead of
    squeezing the bulb slowly, squeeze it as hard as you can while you run
    to second base."

    When Bill said go, I ran as fast as I could while squeezing the bulb.

    "Perfect Scotty. Cathy I need you to change him again."

    As I walked back to the trailer, I saw Chris and Justin watching me.

    Cathy got me changed, and I went back outside. After I ran between the
    bases again, Bill said he was satisfied with the Coke solution.

    I was tired, and Cathy was going to get me dressed again when Bill
    said, "That's all we need you for today Scotty. I want you here
    tomorrow for full dress rehearsal at noon."

    I went back into the trailer, and Cathy changed me back into my shorts.

    "Scotty, go tell Chris we are going to leave in a few minutes, and
    tonight for dinner, it's spaghetti."

    "Can I talk to Justin for a few minutes before we go Cathy?"

    "I'll give you ten minutes Scotty, then we leave."

    I left the trailer and ran over to Chris and Justin on the swings.

    "Where were you yesterday Justin?" I asked as I sat down on the swing
    beside him.

    "I had to do something yesterday."

    "Did you try out for the commercial Justin?"

    "No. I don't play baseball very well."

    "Me either. I like soccer a lot better." I said.

    "I love playing soccer. I made twelve goals last year." Justin boasted.

    "I wished that Shawn had played soccer when he wet his pants. That
    would have been better since I know how to play." I said.

    "Did you ever play on a soccer team Scotty?" Chris asked.

    "No. I was too small to play with the guys my age, and too old to play
    with the guys my size."

    Yeah when I met Scotty and Ricky a couple of days ago, I thought they
    were second graders." Justin said.

    "You said that we looked like we were third graders that day Justin."

    "Oh yeah."

    "How do you like the free samples Chris gave you Justin?"

    "You mean the diapers?" Justin asked quietly.

    "Yeah."

    "It looks like they will fit me…I mean my brother. Do you wear diapers
    Chris?" Justin asked quickly.

    Chris looked at me for the answer, and I shook my head yes slightly.

    "Yeah, only at night. The doctor said I have a condition, and I need to
    wear them sometimes." Chris answered.

    "I'd hate to have to wear a diaper to school like Scotty does all the
    time. I don't think I could ever live it down." Justin said.

    "When I wore them to school last year, I just kept my shirt tucked in
    all the time, or I'd wear my sweat jacket tied around my waist, then no
    one could tell I was wearing a diaper. It also helps if you wear
    baggies too." I said.

    "Chris, Scotty, we need to go, NOW!" Cathy yelled at us.

    "See you tomorrow Justin, about nine." Chris said as he took off
    towards Cathy.

    I stayed behind until Chris was out of hearing range, then said to
    Justin, " The smaller diaper is called a sport diaper. It's good when
    you want to wear a diaper out in public, and you don't want anyone to
    know your wearing a one. The other one is a school diaper, and it holds
    twice as much pee as the sport diaper. Sometimes people can tell your
    wearing them under your pants, but it never leaked while I was wearing
    it Justin. Try them both, and let me know tomorrow which one you liked
    to wear the best." I said, then I ran towards the S.U.V.

    "I'll let you know…I mean…" Justin said.

    When I got to the S.U.V., I climbed in and stopped dead in my tracks.
    Chris was sitting in the Jordan car seat.

    "Hey little dude, this car seat ain't half bad. Tell Jordan if he put a
    holder on this side for a six pack, and one on the other side for
    chips, and maybe a lever for a foot and leg rest, he'd sell a lot more
    of these car seats."

    "Okay Chris, lets get that car seat harness over your head, and buckled
    between your legs so you won't fall out in case we have a wittle
    accident." Cathy said as she started to pull the harness over Chris's
    head.

    "No way Cathy. I always ride shotgun. I just wanted to make sure it was
    safe for the little dude to ride in." Chris said as he bolted from the
    car seat.

    "Next time I'm at Jordan Enterprises, I'll pick up a car seat in your
    size Chris." Cathy said joking.

    "No way would I ride in one of those again. What would my friends say
    if they saw me?" Chris asked.

    "What a nice wittle boy, widing quietly in his wittle car seat." I said

    "Okay Scotty, GET your wittle butt into your wittle car seat, or I'm
    going to spank your wittle BUTT."

    I climbed quickly into the car seat, and Cathy pulled the harness over
    my head, and fastened it to the buckle between my legs. She pulled the
    harness tight, then climbed into her seat, and then we took off for
    home.

    "Cathy, are we going swimming when we get home?" I asked.

    "We are doing the same things like we did yesterday Scotty."

    "I wish someone would tell me when we are going swimming so I could
    bring my swim trunks once in a while." Chris said.

    "Chris."

    "What Scotty?"

    "We are going sky diving tomorrow, so don't forget to bring your
    parachute." I said with a straight face.

    Cathy and Chris looked at each other, then at me, and then we all
    laughed.

    As we drove home, I asked some more questions about sleep study, and
    Chris answered most of them. I was feeling better knowing that I wasn't
    going to get any shots, but I was still scared…a little.

    Cathy parked the S.U.V. at our apartment, and after I got out, Chris
    and I raced to the apartment. Chris beat me by a mile, then we waited
    for Cathy to unlock the front door. I ran over to the answering machine
    and hit the play button.

    "Hi baby. I miss and I love you. I'll be home about six tonight, and
    don't worry too much about this sleep study thing. I talked to the
    doctor, and all he wants you to do is sleep. No shots in that cute
    little rear of yours, I guarantee it baby. Love you."

    "I wish I had a mom like yours Scotty." Chris said after the answering
    machine stopped.

    "Yeah. I wish everyone had a mom like mine." I said as I was thinking
    about Marcos.

    "Scotty, ready to learn how to drown?" Cathy asked.

    "I already know how to do that Cathy. It's not drowning that I still
    have trouble with."

    Cathy and I headed towards my bedroom, when Chris asked, "Cathy…will
    you help me get dressed too?"

    "Sure Chris." Cathy answered.

    Chris and I went into the bathroom to get our swim diapers, then we
    went to my room. "

    Chris, strip and your up first on the dresser." Cathy said as she got
    me undressed.

    Chris got undressed quickly, and was up on the dresser laying on his
    back as Cathy was taking the diaper off me. Chris put his swim diaper
    over his penis to hide the fact that he had a full blown erection.
    Cathy took the swim diaper and slipped it under Chris, and pulled the
    front up between his legs and set it down over his penis. She talked to
    him while she waited for his erection to go down. I looked at my tiny
    erection as I stood there. Mine was a twig compared to Chris's huge
    full grown tree. Who cares anyway I thought. What are they good for
    other then embarrassing yourself when your getting changed. As Cathy
    talked to Chris, the front of his swim diaper lowered slowly , then
    Cathy fastened the Velcro tabs to the front, and put the little belt
    thru the belt loop and fastened it.

    "Your turn Scotty." Cathy said as Chris hoped off the dresser.

    As I climbed up the little stairs onto the dresser, I saw the front of
    Chris's swim diaper was sticking out again. I laid down on my back, and
    Cathy put my printed swim diaper on me.

    "I'm going to have to get Ricky one of these printed swim diapers. He
    would look cute wearing one. Cathy said as she finished.

    Chris grabbed the towels out of the bathroom that we used yesterday,
    hung one around his neck, then threw the other towel at me.

    "You guys better be good while I'm changing into my swimsuit. I won't
    have to take that much off of you to get to your butts if I spank you."
    Cathy said, then left my bedroom.

    "She wouldn't spank me. I'm too old for that." Chris said.

    "Don't hold your breath Chris. I thought she would never spank me, but
    I got a swat from her the other day, and it hurt."

    "So she gave you a swat when she was changing you Scotty?" Chris asked.

    "No, I had on one of my super diapers, and shorts. I was talking to
    Bill in the outfield when she came up behind me, and gave me a swat. It
    lifted me off my feet, and it hurt!"

    "What did you do to deserve a swat Scotty?"

    "Cathy told me to stay with Ricky at the swings at Marshall Field. I
    let Ricky to talk to Bill for a second, that's when she gave me a swat,
    and sent me back over to the swings. Ricky was right when he said she
    hits hard."

    "I still don't think she would spank me." Chris said.

    "Want to bet on that Chris?" Cathy asked as she came back into my room,
    then she added, "Richie now knows it is a bad idea to start smoking
    after I gave him sixteen swats to his bare butt."

    "Who's Richie?" Chris asked.

    "He's Cathy's little brother, and I think he is sixteen years old." I
    said.

    "You spanked your sixteen year old brother Cathy?" Chris asked.

    "He needed it, so I gave it to him." Cathy said.

    Chris's boner disappeared quickly, and he started rubbing his rear as
    though he had just gotten one of Cathy's swats.

    "You guys ready to go swimming?" Cathy asked as she got a towel out of
    the closet for herself.

    When we got to the pool, I dropped my towel onto the lounge chair and
    said to Chris, "You're more relaxed Chris. You didn't wrap the towel
    around your waist to hide your swim diaper this time."

    "I was thinking about it, but decided not to worry about it." Chris
    said.

    "Are you going to get in line tonight when Mrs. Cutter says it's almost
    bedtime Chris?"

    "I think I'll try it once."

    "Chris, if you want to keep from having an erection while Mrs. Cutter
    is diapering you, think of something you really hate to do."

    "Like what?"

    "I hate it when my teacher asks me to write a book report. My penis
    deflates quickly when I think of that."

    "Maybe I'll think of the house chores I have to do every week. That
    really sucks." Chris said, then jumped into the pool.

    Cathy gave me another swimming lesson while Chris swam in the deep end
    of the pool.

    "Scotty, we are going to have to teach you how to kick your legs, and
    swim at the same time. It seems every time you kick, you stop using
    your arms, and when you use your arms, you forget to kick your legs."

    "I do the same thing when we do jumping jacks at school during P.E." I
    said.

    Cathy continued with the swim lesson, and I tried to remember to kick
    when I moved my arms. When she was finished, she decided to play catch
    with Chris, and I was sent back and forth through the air between them.

    "Mrs. Heather."

    "Yes?" Cathy said as she looked towards the pool gate.

    "The owner of the apartment complex said you have a good idea. He said
    to go ahead and make the purchase, and I will reimburse you."

    "Okay. Thanks a lot José." Cathy said.

    "What was that all about Cathy?" I asked.

    "Remember that nightmare you had the other night Scotty, about Ricky
    drowning in the pool?"

    "Yeah, so?"

    "I wrote a letter to the owner and suggested that he hang a couple of
    life preservers at the deep end of the pool in case they are ever
    needed."

    "You mean a life saver?"

    "Yeah, that's another name for them Scotty."

    "Scotty I thought you told me you saw Ricky get hit and killed by a car
    in your dream." Chris said

    "I'm hungry. Cathy, what are we having for dinner tonight?" I asked
    trying to change the subject.

    "I told you earlier Scotty, we're having spaghetti for dinner."

    "With garlic bread?" Chris asked.

    "And meatballs?" I asked

    "Plenty of them, and you should have plenty of reruns too." Cathy said.

    "Reruns?" Chris asked.

    "Reruns J.I.C." I answered.

    "What are you guys talking about Cathy?" Chris asked.

    "Reruns are 'left overs'." I told Chris.

    "And J.I.C. means 'Just in case'." Cathy answered as she got out of the
    pool.

    Cathy dried off, then laid down on the lounge chair while Chris and I
    talked in the pool.

    "Chris, don't tell Cathy anything I told you about the dream I had last
    night."

    "Why not Scotty?"

    "I just don't want to tell her about it, okay."

    "What was the other dream she was talking to you about Scotty?"

    "That was a dream I had the other night about Ricky drowning in this
    pool."

    "Man little dude you are having some bad dreams. Is that why they are
    doing a sleep study on you?"

    "Yeah. Cathy told my mom about it, and I guess my mom thought it was a
    good idea."

    "What time do you start the sleep study Scotty?"

    "When I go to bed at eight at the hospital."

    "You go to bed at eight o'clock?"

    "Yeah, why?"

    "Man, at the home we get to stay up till nine, except the little kids
    like Marcos and Jerome, they go to bed at eight like you."

    "Is that when Mrs. Cutter put diapers on them?"

    "Yeah, and if I line up then, that means I'll have wear a diaper while
    I watch TV for an hour."

    "The first time is the hardest, then it gets a lot easier Chris."

    "You guys, out of the pool. It's almost dinner time." Cathy said.

    Chris and I got out of the pool, and dried off, and then we went back
    into the apartment. Chris grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom
    to get dressed, and I climbed up on the dresser.

    "We better put a school diaper on you Scotty, and I'll make sure your
    mom takes some to the hospital tonight for you."

    "Are you going to stay at the hospital while I'm there Cathy?"

    "No Scotty. I'm going to stay at my parent's house tonight. I will be
    bringing Ricky over tomorrow so we can all go together to Marshall
    Field."

    Cathy took my swim diaper off of me, then put a school diaper on me,
    and a pair of plastic pants. Chris came back into my bedroom, and Cathy
    tossed my swim diaper at him as she said, "Hang this up on the rack in
    the bathroom for me Chris."

    Chris looked the swim diaper over, then held it down in front of him,
    and said, "Man, your one skinny little dude. It would take three of
    these to make one to fit me." then he went to the bathroom.

    "I'm going to call in our spaghetti order so your mom can eat with us
    when she gets home Scotty. Cathy said as she left my room.

    Chris came back in and saw me still sitting up on the dresser.

    "You still scared about the sleep study your going to do tonight
    Scotty?"

    "Yeah, I think I'd rather get spanked by Cathy then go to the
    hospital."

    "Why are you so afraid of going to the hospital?"

    "The last time I went to the doctor to have a check up, they put me in
    the hospital for three days."

    "What did they put you in the hospital for?"

    "The doctor wanted to know why I was having wetting accidents. He took
    some x-rays, and after he saw them, he had me admitted for more tests.
    I hated that."

    "What other tests did they do on you Scotty?"

    "They did an ultra… sound or something like that, and they put a tube
    into my penis. They also put me into a big machine, and they put a tube
    in my arm that hurt bad, and it had something in it that made me hot."

    "Sounds like they gave you an M.R.I." Chris said.

    "What's an M.R.I."

    "It's a machine that can look inside of you, kind of like an x-ray."

    "I never want to do that again."

    "I called the dinner order in. I want you guys to be good while I get
    changed." Cathy said.

    "I home baby. Where are you?" I heard my mom say.

    I hoped of the dresser and ran past Cathy to the living room. My mom
    put her briefcase down in time to catch me as I leaped into her arms.

    "I take it your glad to see me baby." My mom said, then I gave her a
    kiss.

    "Looks like you got K.P. Jeanne while I change out of my swimsuit."
    Cathy said.

    "What's K.P. Cathy?"

    "Kid patrol." Cathy answered, then she went into the bathroom.

    "I missed you mommy. Chris is here, and Cathy and I are going to take
    him home tonight like we did last night."

    "I know. Are you still scared about going to the hospital tonight
    baby?"

    "A little, but Chris said he had a sleep study done on him and it
    didn't hurt."

    "See baby, that's what I've been telling you all along."

    "Are you going with us when we take Chris home tonight mommy?"

    "No Scotty. I need to go to the hospital and fill out all the papers on
    you, you know, your height, your weight, what grade your in, and do you
    flirt with the nurses, ect."

    "You will be with me, won't you mommy?"

    "We will do everything we usually do every night, and when you are
    asleep, I'll go to the room next to yours and see if I can get some
    sleep too. The doctor said there is a bed in there I can use."

    "Hi Mrs. McCormick." Chris said as he walked into the living room.

    "Hi Chris. Bill tells me that your going to try out for the Dodgers
    next spring."

    Chris blushed a little as he said, "I'm really not that good yet."

    "Mom, you should see him throw the ball. If I threw half as good as
    him, I wouldn't have to worry about breaking any windows."

    "Like the one you broke over at Matt's house last year baby."

    "If Kyle would have jumped and caught it, the window would have not
    gotten broke."

    "Kyle isn't seven feet tall, and if he was, he would have had to jumped
    five feet off the ground too to catch it."

    "You mean this little dude broke a window on the second floor of a
    house?" Chris asked.

    "Second floor of an apartment building Chris." my mom answered.

    There was a knock on the front door, and my mom answered it, still
    holding me in her arms. It was the pizza guy, but this time he was
    delivering spaghetti. My mom put me down on the ground, and got the
    money out of her handbag, and gave him a two-dollar tip. The pizza guy
    looked down at me, then winked at me before he left. Chris carried the
    food into the kitchen, and I got out the plates. When my plate was
    loaded with food, I went into the living room, and sat down behind the
    coffee table. Chris joined me as I turned on the TV. Cathy came in to
    the living room carrying the bibs I got at Romano's restaurant, and she
    put one on me while Chris watched. Cathy looked at Chris, as he looked
    at her with a mouthful of spaghetti. Chris nodded yes, and she tied a
    bib around his neck too. Chris and I watched cartoons while we ate.

    After I was finished eating, I leaned back against the couch. Cathy
    came over and said, "Are you saving that for dinner for tomorrow night
    Scotty?"

    I looked down at the bib, and I had spaghetti all over it, then I said,
    "No Cathy. I wanted to take it with me to the hospital tonight in case
    I get hungry."

    "Now I know why you and Ricky are hungry all the time Scotty. You guys
    wear more food then you eat."

    Chris was laughing until I pointed out the spaghetti that missed his
    mouth and landed on his bib.

    "You guys go into the bathroom and wash your hands and faces. We got to
    leave soon so we can get Chris home by seven." Cathy said as she took
    our bibs off of us.

    After we were cleaned up, Cathy put some shorts and a tank top on me. I
    got my sandals out from under the bed, and put them on my feet. When we
    were about to leave, I gave my mommy a hug and a kiss.

    "I'll see you at the hospital baby." my mommy said as we left.

    It was an unusually quiet ride to Roger's boys home, and I think Chris
    was a little sad that this day was coming to an end.

    Cathy pulled into the parking lot at Roger's boys home, and parked the
    S.U.V. Chris unbuckled the car seat harness for me, and as I was about
    to get out, I remembered to get the little red fire truck I had in the
    S.U.V. I tucked it under my arm, and hoped out of the S.U.V.

    "What are you bringing that for Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "You'll see." I said as we walked up the walkway to Chris's house.

    Chris opened the door for Cathy and me, and when we got inside, Mrs.
    Cutter came out of her room to talk to Cathy and Chris. I waited for my
    eyes to get accustomed to the light in the house, and as I looked over
    towards the chair near the TV, I saw Marco's sitting in it, staring at
    me with his big brown sad eyes.

    I stood there for a moment looking at him, then I walked over to him
    slowly. When I got to him, I held out the fire truck in my hands.
    Marcos quickly glanced down at the truck, then back up into my eyes.
    When I saw his eyes, I shook my head up and down as I said, "Yes
    Marcos, it's yours to keep and play with."

    His eyes looked down at the truck, and a shallow smile came over his
    face as he took the truck from me and looked it over in his hands. As I
    walked away, most of the boys gathered around Marcos looking at his new
    fire truck.

    "That was awfully nice of you Scotty." Mrs. Cutter said.

    "He needed it like I did when I was his age." I said to Mrs. Cutter.

    Chris walked Cathy and me back to the parking lot, and then waived as
    we left.

    "What did you mean Scotty when you said Marcos needed it like you did?"

    "My mommy gave that fire truck to me the day she told me that my daddy
    was never coming home again. I pretended that he was a fireman, and
    that he was out fighting fires, and didn't have enough time to come
    home to see me.

    It was quiet as we drove to the hospital for my sleep study.

    END OF CHAPTER 16

`Chapter 17 SLEEP STUDY`