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

    Chapter 13 WE MEET SHAWN JORDAN

    When I woke up that Monday morning, I felt Ricky's head resting on my
    shoulder, and his hand was around my waist holding me like I was his
    teddy bear . I could feel his long breaths hit my chest every time he
    exhaled. My arm was still under his shoulder, and as I looked at him,
    he looked like he was very contented.

    I looked at the clock, and it was seven thirty. I knew my mom had gone
    to work already.

    "Ricky…you awake?" I whispered.

    Ricky moved a little, and then I heard his inhaling and exhaling grow
    quicker.

    "Ricky…it's time to get up and get ready to go to church." I whispered
    into his ear jokingly

    "Don't wanna go to church today Cathy." he answered still asleep.

    "After church, we can go out and have a big breakfast." I whispered to
    him.

    "I'm hungry now Cathy." he said.

    "Do you want to have a great big pine tree to eat for breakfast Ricky?"

    "No Cathy, I wanna have some pancakes instead."

    "With plenty of bubble bath on them?"

    "No, just lots of syrup and some budder."

    "And a tall cold glass of beer to wash it down?"

    "No, only daddy drinks….Huh?"

    "You awake Ricky?" I asked

    "That you Scotty?" he asked wiping the sleep from his eyes.

    "Yeah, thought you were going to sleep forever." I told him.

    "Is it breakfast time? I'm hungry." Ricky said.

    "Want a pine tree for breakfast?" I asked barely keeping a straight
    face.

    "What you talking about Scotty?" Ricky asked as he sat up.

    "And some bubble bath on top?"

    "Huh?"

    "And a glass of beer to wash it down?"

    "What did you do to me while I was asleep?" Ricky demanded to know.

    "Oh. I forgot, only daddy drinks beer."

    "How you know that Scotty?"

    I was laughing so hard, I couldn't answer him.

    He started wrestling me, and since I was laughing so hard, I couldn't
    fight back as well. He was sitting on me in no time, with my arms
    pinned over my head against the mattress, and then Cathy walked in.

    "What are you guys up to?" she asked.

    "I just asked Ricky if he liked bubble bath on his pine trees for
    breakfast Cathy, that's all."

    Cathy had a very, very puzzled look on her face, until I told her and
    Ricky what I did. Ricky wanted to know what he said to all my
    questions, and as I told him, he started laughing too.

    "I wanna try that on you tonight Scotty." Ricky said.

    As we ate breakfast, I explained to Cathy and Ricky how I found out
    about the trick I played on Ricky. Matt had done the same thing to me
    on the second sleepover we had. Matt recorded it, and found out I
    couldn't whistle.

    "I want to do that to Scotty and see what he says." Ricky said

    "Anyway, after class today Scotty, your going into rehearsal for a
    commercial that Bill wants to make for TV. You're going to meet the
    real kid behind Jordan Enterprises either today or tomorrow." Cathy
    said as we finished breakfast.

    "What is Bill going to have me do in the commercial?"

    "He wants to tell the story behind Jordan Enterprises, and why it was
    started." Cathy said

    "Do I get to play Shawn in the commercial?"

    "I think so Scotty. The only real difference between you and Shawn was
    that he had dark hair, and your hair may have to be dyed dark brown."

    "Scotty will look funny with brown hair." Ricky said as we walked to
    the bathroom.

    "Can't I just wear a brown wig or something?" I asked Cathy.

    "It depends on Bill, and what he wants." she said.

    "I've always had blond hair, it even gets lighter during summer." I
    said.

    "I've noticed that Scotty. My hair gets lighter during summer too."

    "My hair just stays brown." Ricky said.

    Cathy stripped me first, and helped me up onto the potty seat, then she
    stripped Ricky, and checked him for diaper rash. When I was finished on
    the toilet, Cathy helped me down, and then sat Ricky on the potty seat.
    Cathy checked me for diaper rash, and then helped me into the bathtub.
    As soon as Ricky was thru, he joined me in the tub.

    "Did you have a good time at the beach with your mom yesterday Scotty?"
    Cathy asked.

    "Yeah. We played in the surf, and made sand castles together. Did you
    see my mom's new car yet Cathy?"

    "I saw it last night when they brought the S.U.V. back here. They said
    they were going to pick up your mom's old car later today."

    "I'm going to miss that car. I could always find it in the parking lot,
    even if there were a million cars on the lot."

    "Did you know that you were one year old when that car was made
    Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "Yeah. My mom and dad bought it when I turned one. It was brand new
    back then."

    "I didn't know you had a daddy." Ricky said to me.

    "All boys and girls have to have a mommy and daddy before they are born
    Ricky." Cathy said.

    "Why?"

    "You'll learn about that in school Ricky." I told him.

    "Scotty, do you know Matt's and Kyle's telephone numbers?"

    "Yeah, why Cathy?"

    "Bill wanted to talk to them about the pictures he took last night of
    you guys."

    "He needs to get their permission to use them, right?" I asked Cathy.

    "Yes. He thought the picture of you guys clowning around, and Matt down
    on his knees, with his arms outstretched was a great picture, and you
    guys looked so natural, he wants to use it on the front of the catalog
    for Jordan Enterprises."

    "Cathy, I thought he already had a picture picked out for that."

    "He did, but he loved the natural look, and the way you guys looked
    together last night."

    "I think it would be okay with Kyle, maybe, but I don't think Matt
    would let Bill do it.

    "Do you know why Matt won't do it Scotty?"

    "Kind of. Most of the guys at school know me and Kyle have wetting
    accidents, but no one knows about Matt."

    "Does he wet his pants too?"

    "No, but he wets the bed, maybe once or twice a month at the most, and
    it's not very much."

    "So he'll be embarrassed by having his picture on the catalog?"

    "Yeah, he likes to have his picture taken, but not wearing a diaper."

    "Bill really liked that picture. Maybe I'll just give him the telephone
    numbers and let him talk to Matt." Cathy said as she finished washing
    me.

    "How did you get him diapered last night for my birthday party Cathy?"

    "I didn't..."

    "Yeah, he put it on himself in the bathroom so no one could see." Ricky
    said.

    "Cathy, I know a way Bill can use the picture, and Matt will like it
    too!"

    "What's the idea Scotty?"

    "Matt has a Halloween mask he wears every year that I've known him, and
    if he's wearing the mask, no one will know it's him but us."

    "That's a good idea Scotty, I'll tell Bill about that when I talk to
    him."

    "Yeah, three cute boys wearing a sport diaper, and a monster in front
    of us wearing a sport diaper too." I said.

    "You got that backwards Scotty. Three little monsters wearing a sport
    diaper, and a cute monster wearing one too."

    "Ricky, your BIG sister is calling us monsters now."

    "Yeah. She calls me a little monster all the time Scotty."

    "Okay you two little monsters, stand up so I can rinse you off."

    Cathy rinsed the soap suds off of us, then dried Ricky off first as I
    waited in the tub. When he was dry, he ran to my bedroom and Cathy
    started drying me off.

    "You sleep good last night Scotty?"

    "Yeah, the bed was nice and soft, except for that big lump sleeping
    next to me.

    "No bad nightmares last night?"

    "My mom tell you about Saturday night?"

    "Yeah, she told me Sunday morning when she called me."

    "What did she tell you?"

    "She said that you almost fell out of bed a few times. That's why she
    decided to get the bed rails for your bed. Did you have a bad dream
    Scotty?"

    "Well…kind of."

    "Want to talk about it Scotty?"

    "I don't know…"

    "Sometimes it helps if you talk about bad dreams Scotty."

    "Can Ricky sleepover again tonight Cathy?" I asked trying to change the
    subject.

    "I don't know Scotty. Was the dream about Ricky?"

    "Yeah…I guess so."

    "What was it about?"

    "We were in the pool, I mean Ricky was in the pool, in the deep end,
    and he was drowning, and I couldn't help him. He kept yelling help, and
    I couldn't find a lifesaver to throw to him. I looked around and there
    was nothing I could throw to him to save him. There was nothing, not
    even chairs in the pool area."

    "Were there any adults around Scotty?"

    "No, there wasn't even a fence, there was no fence, I mean I didn't
    even see a fence, it was all concrete, and the pool was in the middle
    of all the concrete, and Ricky was splashing so hard, and yelling 'Help
    me', and I couldn't save him." I said as I bawled.

    Cathy held me tight, and I held onto her, until my crying slowed.

    "That's why you guys will always have an adult around before you will
    be allowed to go swimming Scotty."

    I shook my head up and down slowly as it rested on Cathy's shoulder.

    "What did the dream mean Cathy?"

    "I think it means Ricky has a little angel looking after him."

    "Me?"

    "Yes, you Scotty…Now let's get you dressed, or I'm going to take you to
    your class, just like this.

    "Think anyone would notice Cathy?" I asked as I wiped the last of the
    tears away.

    "Naw, but if everyone showed up to class naked, then I think someone
    would notice."

    We walked to my room, and Ricky was lying on the changing pad, counting
    his fingers, I guess.

    "What took you so long?" Ricky asked.

    "Had to dry Scotty's ears." Cathy answered.

    "Why your pants wet Cathy?" Ricky asked.

    'Didn't even notice that. Must have gotten my pants wet giving you two
    monkeys a bath." she said as she winked at me.

    As I looked at her pants, I knew I had wet them accidentally when she
    was holding me.

    "Let's get you Pampered Ricky."

    "I wanna wear one of Scotty's diapers."

    "Do you mind Scotty, at least until I place an order with Jordan?"

    "Nope, but I get to pick it out."

    I looked thru the drawer until I found two school diapers that had the
    same print on them. When I held them up for Ricky to see, he shook his
    head yes vigorously. Cathy powdered him, then slipped the diaper under
    him, and taped the rear to the front.

    "Weren't you supposed to wear the super diaper today Scotty?" Cathy
    asked.

    "Aw, I wanna wear one like Ricky, Pleeeease?"

    "Will you wear one tomorrow Scotty, if I forget to put the super diaper
    on you today?"

    "I PROMISE."

    "Then get your little butt up on the dresser so I can get it diapered."

    As I climbed up the little stairway to the top of the dresser, Cathy
    gave me a little pop on my rear,

    "What did I do now?" I asked her.

    "If you complain tomorrow about wearing the super diaper, you're going
    to get twenty of those, but much harder." Cathy said as I lay down on
    the changing pad.

    "Don't want that Scotty. She hits real hard." Ricky said as he rubbed
    the rear of his diaper.

    Cathy placed the school diaper under me, then powdered my rear and
    front.

    "What kind of clothes do you want to wear today Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "Let's wear our shortall Scotty!" Ricky yelled.

    "Ricky, you want to wear the shortalls Cathy got us ?" I asked.

    "Yup."

    "Are your shortalls Clean Ricky?"

    "Yup."

    "Okay Cathy. I hope Bill doesn't get mad at me because I didn't wear
    one of the Jordan shorts today."

    "I don't think he will Scotty."

    Cathy went over to Ricky's green diaper bag, and took his shortall out,
    pulled the zipper down, then held it down as Ricky stepped into it. She
    pulled it up as he slipped his arms into the sleeves, then pulled the
    zipper up to his neck. Cathy went to my dresser and took out my
    shortall out and helped me get dressed. She put socks and shoes on us,
    then we went to the kitchen for breakfast. Before Ricky and I sat down
    to eat some cereal, Cathy put the bibs on us, and gave us a glass of
    chocolate milk to drink with our breakfast. When we were done, Cathy
    washed our faces and hands, then told me I had KP. After I finished
    washing the dishes, I went in to watch cartoons with Ricky. We sat
    there for a while, then we started wrestling. When I had Ricky pinned
    down on the couch, Cathy walked into the living room, and stood there
    with her arms folded in front of her.

    "What did I tell you guys about wrestling on the couch?"

    "Aw…We weren't wrestling, I was uh…trying…to..get an uh….an ant off
    Ricky's nose." I told her as Ricky giggled under me.

    "Yeah…And I'm the queen of England."

    I looked at her for a few seconds, then I got off of Ricky and walked
    over to Cathy and bowed. As I looked up at her, I said, "Hi queeny.
    What's new in England?"

    Ricky's giggles turned into loud laughter, and Cathy went from a solemn
    expression, to a quivering smile, then to loud laughter.

    After she regained her composure, she said, "Come on you little
    monsters, I want to show you the pictures Bill took last night."

    We went into my mom's room to check out the pictures on my mom's
    computer. Cathy showed us the picture Bill wanted to use on the front
    of the Jordan products catalog, and it was a great picture. Cathy
    printed up the picture, and as I looked at it, I said, "I didn't know
    Kyle was that much bigger then me."

    "You will start growing pretty soon Scotty."

    We looked at the pictures until it was time for Cathy to take me to my
    class.

    When we got to the S.U.V. Cathy said, "Looks like they washed the
    S.U.V. before they brought it back here last night."

    I looked down at the floor as I got in, and it was clean. After Cathy
    strapped Ricky and me into our car seats, she took me to my class. When
    we got there, Rashid was waiting outside for me. As I was getting out,
    Cathy said, "I'll pick you up after class. We need to be at Marshal
    Field by noon Scotty."

    I gave Cathy a quick hug and kiss, then ran over to talk to Rashid.

    As I walked up to him, he said, "Your diaper does not show much as it
    did on Friday.

    "Can you still tell I'm wearing a diaper Rashid?"

    "No, I just know that you wear it most of time Scotty."

    "I'm wearing a school diaper today. They were made so people couldn't
    tell I was wearing one."

    "Those diapers for students that have problems at school?"

    "Yeah, and they are easier to change at school too. I was going to
    bring you a pamphlet to show you, but I forgot."

    "Hey, the baby boy came back. Mommy forget to put a diaper on you today
    Scotty?"

    I didn't answer him, I just talked to Rashid, and showed him the neck
    chain I got.

    "See you got your baby clothes on. Did you bring your baby bottle
    diaper boy?"

    "No. My mommy made me leave it at home today." I shoot back at Roberto.

    "So you suck a baby bottle, baby boy?"

    "Only at nite nite time,"

    "Does your mommy wipe your ass for you too?"

    "Only when I make poo poo."

    "So your mommy wipes your ass baby boy."

    "Your mommy wipe your ass too Roberto, your ass nice and clean." I said
    as I pointed to his face.

    "Why you little."

    "I would not if I were you Roberto." Rashid said as he stepped between
    Roberto and me.

    "I want to kill baby boy." Roberto said as Rashid restrained him.

    "That silver chain Scotty wears around neck is gift from karate
    instructor on Saturday for best student." Rashid warned him.

    I went into a karate stance like the one I saw the other morning on
    Sesame Street, and stared at Roberto's eyes.

    "Scotty's mother were gracious to invite me to view Scotty's class, and
    the presenting of award." Rashid said to him.

    "I'm gonna get you diaper boy one of these days." Roberto said as
    Rashid released him.

    Roberto went into the classroom, and when I was sure he was gone, I
    said to Rashid, "You sure know how to spread the bull."

    "I learn when I was little in India. It save me many times." Rashid
    said as we went into the class.

    Mr. Leacock had us practice poise, speaking, and eye contact, Rashid
    and I were partners, and a poor little girl got stuck with Roberto. I
    felt so sorry for her. When the hour long class was over, I went
    outside with Rashid, and was going to talk to him, but Cathy, and Ricky
    were waiting for me. I said goodbye to Rashid, and as I got into the
    car sear, Roberto came out of the classroom.

    "Does baby boy need a car seat so he don't get hurt?"

    "Yes he does, and he need baby sitter too!" I said back at him.

    Roberto looked at Cathy as she looked at him, and I could tell he was
    envious of me.

    "Who's your friend Scotty?" Cathy asked as we drove off.

    "His name is Roberto, and he's just a bully."

    "Want me to nail him for you?" she asked joking.

    "Naw, you would hurt him to much, besides big girls don't hit little
    boys like me and Ricky."

    "Wanna bet Scotty, Cathy spanks me all the time." Ricky said.

    "When was the last time I spanked you Ricky?"

    "When I ran out into the street." Ricky answered.

    "That was over six months ago."

    "That long ago?"

    "And I really didn't spank you. I just gave you a good swat on your
    rear."

    "And it HURT." Ricky said as he tried to rub his butt in the car seat.

    Ricky and I teased each other, as we drove to Marshal Field. When we
    got there, Bill's trailer was in the parking lot with some other cars.
    Ricky unfastened my car seat harness then his harness as Cathy opened
    the sliding door for us. I looked at the baseball field and there were
    people standing around talking.

    "Cathy, where's Bill?" I asked as I looked towards the baseball field.

    "Should be around here somewhere."

    "Think he might be in the trailer?"

    "I'll go check Scotty. And where are you going Ricky?"

    "Over there on the swings."

    "Can I go too Cathy?"

    "As long as you two stay together, and stay around the swings. No
    further."

    Ricky and I went over to the swings and started swinging and watched
    the adults talking on the field. Ricky and I had a race to see who
    could swing the highest.

    "What's going on over there?" a kid asked as he walked over to the
    swings and sat down.

    "Their gettin ready to make a commercial." Ricky answered.

    "Ricky. They are just checking out the field to see if they want to
    tape here." I told him.

    "What's you name?" the kid asked.

    "I'm Ricky, and he's Scotty."

    "You two brothers?" the kid asked us.

    "Yeah." Ricky answered before I could answer.

    "Live around here?"

    "No, we live on the other side of the valley. What's your name?" I
    asked the kid.

    "Justin."

    "You go to school here?"

    "Yeah, I will be in the sixth grade this year."

    "Scotty is a sixth grader too." Ricky said.

    "You really in the sixth grade?"

    "Will be this fall." I answered.

    "Your kind of little to be a sixth grader." Justin said.

    "He's not little, he's just not big like you." Ricky told him.

    "What kind of commercial are they going to film here?"

    "A diaper commercial, and Scotty's gonna be in it." Ricky answered.

    Justin had a surprised look on him as he looked at me, then asked, "Are
    they going to make you wear a diaper Scotty?"

    "They don't make him wear a diaper, he wears them all the time, like
    me." Ricky answered for me.

    Cathy shouldn't call Ricky loud mouth, she should call him big mouth, I
    thought to myself.

    "What, you wearing a diaper now Scotty?"

    "Yup, there called school diapers." Ricky said.

    "What do they feel like?" Justin asked.

    "Their okay I guess." I said.

    "Scotty, you said they were softer then the other diapers you used to
    wear." Ricky said.

    "Are they really softer then briefs?" Justin asked.

    "Yup." Ricky replied.

    "Why do you have to wear a diaper all the time Scotty?" Justin asked.

    "Because I have accidents."

    "All the time?"

    "Mostly, what about you Justin? Do you have accidents too?"

    "Uh…sometimes I…uh..wet too." Justin answered.

    "Scotty. I found Bill. Bring Ricky with you." Cathy yelled at us in
    from the front of the frailer.

    "Think I can come and watch Scotty?" Justin asked.

    "I don't know. You would have to ask Cathy." I said

    "Who's Cathy?" Justin asked.

    "She's my big sister." Ricky answered.

    "Hay guys, who's your new friend ?" Cathy asked.

    "His names Justin. He goes to school here." I told her.

    "Is this Cathy, your sister?"

    "Yup." Ricky answered.

    "MAN!" Justin said as he checked out Cathy from head to toe.

    "Justin wants to watch. Is that okay Cathy?"

    "Their just checking out the field to see it they want to shoot the
    commercial here. There's not going to be too much action here today,
    but Shawn should be here soon."

    "We'll be playing over at the swings Cathy. Let me know when Shawn gets
    here." I said to her.

    "When Shawn gets here Scotty, you'll know. Stay around the swings so I
    know where you monkeys are, UNDERSTAND?" Cathy asked.

    "Okay." Ricky and I answered as we walked back to the swings with
    Justin.

    "Boy, you guys have a neat looking sister."

    "Yup." Ricky answered.

    "Do you wet the bed, or your pants Justin?"

    "I uh…sometimes I wet uh…wet my bed."

    "Do you wet every night?" I asked.

    "Yeah…I wet every night."

    Something didn't sound right to me about Justin's answers.

    "How many bed sheets do you use a week?" I asked Justin.

    "Only one set."

    "Does your mom diaper you at night?"

    "No…I uh…I put the diaper on my self sometimes."

    "You use cloth or disposable diapers?"

    "Both, sometimes."

    "What kind of disposable diapers do you wear Justin?"

    "Pampers cruisers."

    "How much tape do you use?"

    "I don't use any tape at all."

    "Do you wear then tucked inside your briefs?"

    "No, I just tape them together like they should be."

    "Don't you hate the way they have two tapes on each side?" I asked
    Justin.

    "The ones I saw only had one tape on each side." Justin answered.

    I knew Justin didn't wear disposable diapers. He would have to use at
    least three inches of tape on each side to tape the diaper around his
    big waist.

    "I think I'll go talk to Bill." I said as I hopped off the swing.

    Bill was about halfway between pitchers mound and second base when I
    caught up to him. He was talking to one of the cameraman when I got
    there.

    "Do you think we can do something with at old white house over there."
    Bill asked the cameraman.

    "I think we can insert a tree that will look like it belongs there."
    the cameraman said.

    "What about the parking lot over there. It would look better if there
    were a few more houses over there too." Bill said.

    "I'll take a few photos, and touch them up tonight on my computer. I'll
    bring them by your office tomorrow morning so you can take a look at
    them." the cameraman said.

    "Bill, I have a friend that lives in a house just like the white one
    over there." I said.

    "What does that have to do with our camera shots Scotty?"

    "Chase's house was just like that white one over there, and on each
    side of his house was really nice houses."

    "So Scotty?"

    "A bunch of parents got together and painted his house so it looked
    nice. We cleaned up the front, and back yards, and it looked like the
    other houses except it was white and not wood."

    "A neighborhood Help type program?" Bill asked me.

    "I can't remember what they called it, but Chase's mom was poorer then
    we were, and Chase had two baby sisters when his father was killed in
    an auto accident. The parent's got together and painted the house for
    them after the auto accident. They even fixed up the fence around the
    house, and put in a swing set for Chase, and his sisters." I told Bill.

    "Bill. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" the cameraman asked.

    "It does look out of place Alonso. Why don't you go over there and find
    out something about it.

    "Maybe Justin knows something about it." I said.

    "Who is Justin?" Bill asked.

    "He's the kid over there with Ricky, on the swings."

    "I'll go talk to Justin, and see if he knows anything about the house."
    Alonso said as he walked towards the swings.

    I watched as Alonso talked to Justin about the house. Ricky just
    continued swinging.

    All of a sudden, I felt myself being lifted a few inches off the ground
    by a hand being applied on my butt. I grabbed my rear and turned to see
    Cathy standing there with an angry look on her.

    "What was that for Cathy?" I asked as the pain started to shoot thru my
    rear.

    "I told you not to leave the swings, and not to leave Ricky!"

    "I just wanted to talk to Bill for a second, that's all."

    "What did I tell you Scotty?"

    "Stay with Ricky and stay over near the swings." I said as the tears
    welled up in my eyes.

    "When I tell you to do something Scotty Shawn, I expect you to do it!"

    "I'm sorry Cathy."

    "You go back over to the swings, and STAY with Ricky, UNDERSTAND?"

    I shook my head yes as I rubbed my rear and walked back over to the
    swings.

    As I approached the swings, I felt the first tear run down my face. I
    didn't know if it was because of the pain in my rear, or being
    humiliated right in front of Bill.

    As I sat softly down on the swing, Ricky asked, "What's the matter
    Scotty?"

    "Cathy gave me a swat because I left the swings."

    "She hits hard, don't she?" Ricky asked.

    "I shook my head up and down slowly, as I stared at the ground.

    Cathy's one swat was about equal to five swats given to me by my mom
    when I was naked, and laying over her knee I thought.

    Alonso finished talking to Justin, and walked back towards Bill. As I
    tried to hide the pain, I asked Justin, "Do you know who lives in the
    white house over there?"

    "Yeah, a girl named Amber."

    "She go to this School?"

    Yeah, she's a fourth, I mean fifth grader this year I think."

    "She got any brothers?"

    "I don't think so. She's got some sisters though."

    "You okay now Scotty?" Ricky asked.

    "Yeah, does your sister hit you a lot Scotty?" Justin asked.

    "No."

    "My dumb sister picks on me and hits me all the time." Justin said.

    "Justin, how old is your sister?"

    "She's sixteen, and stupid."

    "Got any brothers Justin?"

    "No, but I wished I had."

    "Hey Scotty and Ricky, come on over here." Cathy yelled at us.

    "You guys be back here tomorrow?" Justin asked.

    "Don't know. If Bill likes this place we'll probably be here tomorrow.
    See you later Justin." I said as Ricky and I ran over to see what Cathy
    wanted.

    As we got to her, Cathy said, "I want you to meet Shawn, Mr. Jordan's
    little boy. He's on the other side of the trailer with Bill."

    Ricky and I ran around the front of the trailer, and stopped dead in
    our tracks. I looked at Shawn's shoes and worked my way up, and up, and
    up. I couldn't believe my eyes. Mr. Jordan's son was over six foot
    tall, and then some. Bill even had to look up to him.

    "Shawn, this is Scotty, and the brown haired kid is Ricky, his
    sidekick." Bill said.

    "So you're Scotty, the one who is going to play my part in the
    commercial?"

    "Yes…I think so." I said as I looked way up at him, then I continued,
    "You grown a lot. You're bigger then in the picture Bill showed me."

    "I was only six or seven years old when that picture was taken. That
    was almost fourteen years ago."

    "You play basketball Shawn?" Ricky asked.

    "I play basketball for fun only, not pro."

    "You're taller than your dad."

    "I was taller then him when I was seventeen years old Scotty. You guys
    want to see what it feels like to be tall like me?"

    Ricky and I shook our heads yes, then Shawn reached down and picked us
    up. I was sitting on his left arm, and Ricky was sitting on his right
    arm, and our heads were higher then Shawn's.

    "What does it look like from up here." Shawn asked.

    "I can see over the cars now." Ricky answered

    "Does it look scary to you Shawn like it does to me?" I asked him.

    "No, it doesn't make me scared. I had a year or two to get used to it."

    "Shawn, looks like the caterer is here. You boys hungry?" Bill asked
    us.

    Ricky and I smacked our lips, then I asked Cathy, "Can we go with Shawn
    and eat lunch?"

    "As long as you boys stay with Shawn." she answered.

    Shawn took us over to the small park across the street from the school.

    "What do you guys like to eat?" Shawn asked us.

    I knew what Ricky was going to say.

    "Food." Ricky said.

    I knew he was going to say that, I said to myself.

    "What kind of food Ricky?" Shawn asked.

    "If it goes in his mouth, that's all that he cares about." I told
    Shawn.

    "Sounds just like me when I was his age." Shawn said as he put us down
    on the ground.

    I picked up a plate and pointed to the P, B, and J's, and the caterer
    put two on my plate. I grabbed a bag of potato chips, and a can of
    orange soda, and then I went over and sat down at the table. Ricky sat
    down beside me, and he had three sandwiches, and two bags of chips.
    Shawn got a couple of sandwiches and a root beer then sat down between
    Ricky and me.

    "Tell me a something about yourself Scotty." Shawn said.

    "I moved with my mom to the apartments Bill lives at, about three weeks
    ago. I've been doing commercials for a long time. I'll be going to Lone
    Hill elementary school this fall, and I'll be a sixth grader this year.
    I'm over forty nine inches tall, and I weigh fifty five pounds."

    "You weigh less then that Scotty." Ricky said.

    "So you're a sixth grader, what sports do you like to play?"

    "Mostly soccer during recess."

    "What, no baseball?"

    "No, I really don't like playing baseball to much."

    "What do you want to be when you grow up Scotty?" Shawn asked.

    "Something to do with mechanical things."

    "You want to work on cars?"

    "No. I want to work on things that have gears and motors. What do you
    do for a living Shawn?"

    "Right now I'm going to collage, and hope to get my master's degree."

    I'm gonna get a soda Scotty." Ricky said as he got up from the table.

    I kept an eye on Ricky, as Shawn asked me, "What do you think about the
    Jordan products Scotty?"

    "I think they're neat. Your dad told me the story behind them."

    "Scotty, do you have wetting accidents like I did?"

    "Yeah. I never know when it's going to happen."

    "When I got excited, that's when I would have my accidents." Shawn
    said.

    "Yeah your dad said that you were playing tee ball when it happened to
    you."

    "I had just hit the ball way out into left field, and I was really
    excited, running around the bases. When I stopped at third base, the
    second baseman pointed down to the front of my pants and started
    laughing, and calling me pee pants. I was so embarrassed that I ran
    home, and never showed up for another game of tee ball.

    "They usually find out that I wet my pants at school the first week,
    and tease me until school is out for the summer. It's been getting
    worse the last couple of years though."

    "What kind of diaper did you wear to school?" Shawn asked.

    "Mostly Huggies Pull-ups, and cloth diapers, but they always seemed to
    leak at the wrong time."

    "I know what you mean Scotty. My mom and dad wanted me to wear Pampers
    diapers, but I didn't want to wear a baby diaper, so my dad made a
    cloth diaper I could wear for baseball and soccer."

    "Is the commercial going to have soccer in it Shawn?"

    "No, It's supposed to be when my dad got the idea for a sport diaper,
    and that happened when I was in little league."

    "I guess that means I got to work on my baseball."

    "No way Scotty. I was a lousy baseball player for the first year."
    Shawn said.

    "So you don't want me to change, and become a good baseball player?"

    "No, I just want you to play your hardest Scotty."

    "Your dad said that a bunch of parents asked him if they could buy the
    sport diapers from him." I said.

    "It was my best friend Bobby's mom that really started it all. Bobby
    needed to go to the bathroom about every ten minutes during a soccer
    game. His mom said she wished that there was something he could wear so
    he could stay on the field, and not be running to the bathroom all the
    time. My dad gave her one of my sport diapers for him to wear, but he
    said he wasn't going to wear a baby diaper when he played soccer. He
    was too old to wear a diaper. He came over to my house that weekend for
    a sleepover, and when it was time for bed, my dad came in and put a
    diaper on me, then asked Bobby if he wet the bed, and Bobby said no,
    but he wanted my dad to put a diaper on him anyway. That's when Bobby
    found out I sometimes wet my bed."

    "You wet the bed?" I asked.

    "From when I was seven until I was over fourteen years old. Anyway,
    Bobby asked my dad if he would put a diaper on him before a soccer
    game, and he liked it. Most of the other parents ask my dad to sell
    them some sports diapers for their kids to wear during the soccer
    games, and over three quarters of our team wore the sport diapers after
    that."

    "Why did your dad start making other Jordan products?"

    "My cousin was mentally challenged, so my dad started making other
    things like clothes, travel diapers, and school diapers for him, and
    other parents wanted him to make some for their kids, or relatives. I
    notice that shortall your wearing is not made by Jordan Enterprises
    Scotty."

    "No. I told Cathy, my baby sitter I wished I had a little brother like
    Ricky, and while I was in class one day, Cathy and Ricky found these
    shortalls while they were shopping."

    That's why they say 'I'm with him' on them Scotty?"

    "Yeah, I don't have any brothers or sisters."

    "Better get more food fore its all gone Scotty." Ricky said as he sat
    back down with a sandwich in one hand, and a coke in the other.

    "Which of the Jordan products do you like Ricky?" Shawn asked.

    "I like Scotty's school diaper, and the swim diaper best." Ricky said,
    then started eating again.

    "How are you boys doing, filling up with food so I don't have to fed
    you tonight?"

    "Looks like this kid could eat twenty four hours a day if you let him
    Cathy." Shawn said as he looked at Ricky.

    "The only time Ricky's mouth isn't going is when he's sleeping." Cathy
    said as she mussed Ricky's hair.

    "Cathy, did Bill give you my phone number?" Shawn asked.

    "Yes, and as soon as I get some free time, I'll give you a call Shawn.
    Cathy said, then asked Ricky and me, "You boys ready to go home yet?"

    "Can we go swimming when we get home Cathy?" Ricky asked between bites.

    "We better. I need to give Scotty some more swimming lessons." Cathy
    answered.

    "If Bill decides to use the baseball field, I guess I'll see you guys
    here tomorrow." Shawn said as he looked at Cathy with a glint in his
    eyes.

    When I looked down at Ricky's plate, out of four sandwiches Ricky had
    gotten, there was about a quarter of a sandwich left when he was
    finished eating.

    We climbed back into our car seats in the S.U.V., and after Cathy had
    the car seat harness buckled between our legs, we headed for home.

    END OF CHAPTER 13

`Chapter 14 ABOUT CHRIS`