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

    Chapter 20 A DAY OFF

    "What are you two up to?" Bill asked as he sat down at the table.

    "Scotty and I were reminiscing."

    "You know Jeanne, Cathy has been working hard the last couple of weeks
    taking care of Scotty, Ricky, and now Chris. How about if we give her
    the next two days off, and we take care of the boys."

    "What about the commercial you're working on Bill?"

    "I'll have Alonso cut out the bad takes, and then have him send the
    rest to me on the net. I can check it out tomorrow night."

    "What are we going to do with three hyper kids tomorrow?"

    "I have an idea. There is a nice park I know of, and they have
    something there I would like to see again."

    "What's that Bill?" I asked.

    "Won't tell you Scotty. It's a surprise I know you will like."

    "Will Mickey be around?"

    "Sorry Scotty, no Mickey."

    "Do they have fried chicken dinners there?"

    "If you bring your own Scotty."

    "Is the park out in the middle of nowhere?"

    "Wasn't there a game that went like this Jeanne?" Bill asked

    "Yeah. My mom used to play it with me. It's called twenty questions or
    something like that."

    "Will I get wet sitting in the audience Bill?"

    "Only if the sprinklers come on Scotty."

    "Here Bill. You take over so I can start making the popcorn and hot
    chocolate." my mommy said as she picked me up off her lap, and sat me
    down on Bill's lap.

    Bill and I watched the lightning while my mommy made the popcorn. Bill
    tried to explain how lightning is made, and told me most lightning
    travels mainly between the clouds. He told me about ball lightning, and
    that the heat from a lightning bolt was a lot hotter then the surface
    of the sun, but I think he was making it up.

    There was a flash of light, and a BOOM, the lights flickered, then they
    went out.

    "I think I'd better get the candles out." my mommy said.

    "I'll get them." I said as I hoped off Bill's lap, and ran to the hall
    closet.

    I returned to the kitchen with the shoebox that held about a dozen used
    candles.

    "Looks like these guys are not going to have a TV tonight." Cathy said
    as she came into the kitchen.

    "Mom, now you can show Cathy how to cook with fire."

    "What do you mean by that baby?"

    "You can't use the microwave oven to make the hot chocolate. You got to
    make it on the stove using fire."

    "I want you to know Scotty, I've warmed up milk many times on the stove
    for baby bottles."

    "Good, then your first cooking lesson is over Cathy." I said, then she
    grabbed me.

    "What is my second cooking lesson Scotty? How to skin and debone a
    skinny Scotty?" Cathy asked as she sat me down on her lap.

    "No Cathy. That will be your final exam…in twenty years or so."

    "Cathy, never put off till tomorrow what you should do today." my mom
    said.

    "MOMMY!"

    "I wonder what a skinned skewered skinny Scotty would taste like?"
    Chris asked.

    "Scrumptious." my mom answered.

    "MOMMY!"

    Bill lit some candles, and set them on the kitchen table, then said,
    "Looks like these candles were used a few times Jeanne. You weren't
    having candle light dinners with someone, were you?"

    'I got a confession Bill. I had many a candle light dinner with my one
    and only love, Scotty…We were also trying to save money on electricity.
    Candles are cheaper."

    "I'll forgive you this time Jeanne, but next time you have a candle
    light dinner, I expect you to invite me."

    "I will Bill, I will."

    "Oh Cathy. How would you like two days off from Scotty, and Ricky?"
    Bill asked as he lit another candle.

    "What did I do to deserve this small vacation?"

    "Oh I thought Jeanne and I would take the boys to the park tomorrow."

    "How much pay do you want Bill, to take them off my hands, and do you
    take credit cards?" Cathy asked.

    "Oh Cathy, we ain't that bad." I said.

    "Aren't." Cathy said

    "See Cathy. You agree with me."

    "Cathy's ticklish fingers found my ticklish ribs.

    "I wonder how long the power is going to be out?"

    "Yeah, I want to watch cartoons." Ricky said.

    "Popcorn is ready, hot chocolate in a minute or two.

    I ran over to the cupboard and took out the plastic bowls and sat them
    on the counter.

    "What are we going to do tonight since there is no TV?" my mom asked as
    she poured the hot chocolate into the pitcher.

    "How about teaching us that game Jeanne, twenty questions." Bill said
    as he poured the hot chocolate into cups.

    We went into the living and stared playing twenty questions as the rain
    continued falling, and lightning flashed across the sky.

    "You guys can stay up until nine tonight." my mom said as she refilled
    Bill's cup.

    Cathy decided to go home so she kissed Ricky, Chris, and me on the
    cheek before she left, and then we continued playing twenty questions
    until nine o'clock.

    "Okay boys, bedtime. Anyone need a last minute change?" my mom asked,
    then she led us to my bedroom by candlelight.

    We all said no as we headed to my room.

    "See you guys tomorrow. Bill said as he took the popcorn bowls to the
    kitchen.

    "You guys can talk for a little while, but softly, understand?"

    Ricky and I answered yes as we climbed into bed. Chris slipped into the
    sleeping bag on the floor as he said yes.

    "Ricky, Scotty, want a bottle tonight?" my mom asked as she tucked
    Ricky and me into my bed.

    We both said yes.

    "Chris, would you like one?"

    "I guess so."

    "I'll be back in a minute.

    As my mom left, I asked Chris, "What are you going to do with the money
    in your savings account?"

    "I think I'll save it and buy a car when I get my drivers license."

    "Not going to buy any baggies?"

    "Naw, I'll wear what I have to school this fall."

    "Do I get paid for being in the commercial Scotty?"

    "Yeah Ricky. Cathy has it for you I think."

    "What do you want to buy Scotty?"

    "I want to buy a Gameboy."

    "Like the one I got?" Ricky asked.

    "You got one Ricky?"

    "Yeah but my brothers always beat me at it."

    "Here we go guys," my mom said, then she handed Ricky a baby bottle,
    then me and Chris.

    "I want you guys to get to sleep soon." then she kissed Ricky and me.

    "Night Chris." my mom said, then blew him a kiss.

    The talking subsided only to be replaced with the sound of three boys
    sucking on their baby bottles, and a occasional clap of thunder. Soon
    we were all asleep.

    I woke when I heard Ricky's long deep breaths, and I knew he was still
    asleep. I looked thru the bed rail down at Chris, and he was sleeping
    soundly on his stomach, his thumb poised half of an inch from his
    mouth. I sat up slowly trying not to wake Ricky, then I got out of bed.
    I looked into my mommy's room, and her bed was made, then the smell of
    coffee hit my nose. I walked towards the kitchen, and I saw my mommy
    sitting at the table enjoying her cup of coffee. As I walked towards
    her, she saw me.

    "Baby, what are you doing up so early?"

    "Ricky's snoring woke me up." I said as I climbed up onto her lap.

    "Now you know what it feels like if you had a brother sleeping in the
    same room."

    "Did you and uncle Bob sleep in the same bedroom?"

    "No but I could hear him snoring from my bedroom."

    "Did grandpa snore too?"

    "Boy did he. I always wondered who snored the loudest, Bobby or dad."

    There was a soft knock at the front door.

    "Who is it mommy?"

    "It should be Bill. He said he would be over early this morning."

    "I'll get it then." I said as I hopped off her lap and ran to the door.

    "Okay droopy drawers."

    I looked out the window to make sure it was Bill, then I opened the
    front door.

    "Scotty, what are you doing up?"

    "Couldn't sleep any more. What you got?" I asked Bill as he carried
    three plastic bags into the kitchen.

    "Oh, the makings for a picnic lunch."

    "Peanut butter and jelly?"

    "Of course, and bologna and cheese…Scotty, Is Chris up yet?"

    "No, he and Ricky are still asleep."

    "Think he might like to wear this sun suit today Scotty?" Bill asked as
    he tossed a plastic bag to me.

    "As long as it doesn't have all over prints on it like mine."

    I took it out and it was blue sun suit with red trim.

    "Can I ask him Bill?"

    "Sure Scotty."

    "What's for breakfast mommy?"

    "Eggs, bacon, cereal, and toast as soon as Chris and Ricky get up."

    "Start cooking anything mommy. If Ricky smells it, it will wake him up,
    and he'll wake up Chris."

    "Why don't you go check on them baby."

    I went to my room, and took the plastic bag that had Chris's sun suit
    in it with me. Ricky was still sleeping and so was Chris, so I went to
    the dresser and took out one of my printed sun suits, and put it in the
    plastic bag with Chris's sun suit. I went over to the bed, and looked
    at Ricky sleeping there. I bent over him and said, "Food Ricky." Ricky
    stirred a little. "Food Ricky."

    "Where?" he asked as he quickly sat up.

    "In the kitchen as soon as Chris wakes up."

    "I watched as the pillow landed on Chris's head and Ricky yelled, "Wake
    up Chris. I'm hungry."

    Chris turned onto his back and looked up at Ricky as Ricky hung on to
    the bed rail looking down at him.

    "What's the matter Ricky?" Chris asked as he rubbed his eyes.

    "I'm hungry."

    "So?"

    "You gotta wake up so I can eat."

    "Huh?"

    "My mom said as soon as you guys are awake, she'll make breakfast."

    "He's awake now Scotty. Now we can eat." Ricky said then got off the
    bed, and ran to the kitchen.

    "Looks like you wet Scotty." Chris said as he looked up at me standing
    at the foot of his sleeping bag.

    "Are you wet Chris?"

    Chris ran his hand down to the front of his diaper and said, "Yeah, I
    never wet like this before."

    "It was all the Coke and hot chocolate you had yesterday Chris."

    "Man, as wet as I feel, I hoped I didn't wet Bill's sleeping bag."
    Chris said as he unzipped the sleeping bag and got out.

    "No wet marks." Chris said after he looked at the sleeping bag.

    I was the first to smell the bacon frying, then Chris smelled it.

    Chris looked at me, then his wet diaper.

    "Don't worry Chris. My mom has seen Matt in his wet diaper before.
    Let's go eat breakfast first." I said as I picked up the empty baby
    bottles.

    We went into the kitchen, and my mom said good morning to Chris. She
    was cooking the bacon, Bill was busy making the scrambled eggs, and
    Ricky was drooling while he watched.

    "Jeanne, do you think we should make any breakfast for these boys?"

    "You'd better or I'll tell Cathy." Ricky threatened.

    "Okay Ricky, we'll feed you." Bill said.

    "How did you sleep Chris?" my mom asked as she quickly glanced down at
    his wet diaper.

    "The thunder kept me awake for awhile, but otherwise I slept good."

    "Chris, did Scotty show you the sun suit I got for you? I thought all
    you boys could wear sun suits today when we go to the park."

    "No he didn't."

    "Here it is Chris." I said as I put the plastic bag on the counter,
    then pulled a sun suit out slowly.

    Chris, Bill, and my mom watched as I took out the toy car printed sun
    suit.

    "I ain't wearing that!" Chris said as the printed sun suit came out of
    the bag.

    "Scotty, are you playing a practical joke on Chris again?" Bill asked.

    "No, just wanted to show Chris what I was going to wear today." I said
    as I took out the blue sun suit, and handed it to him.

    "I think Scotty would look cute wearing only a diaper and a smile to
    the park today. What do you think Bill?" my mom asked jokingly.

    "I think you are right Jeanne."

    "That's child abuse, making a wittle kid go to the park wearing
    nuthin." I said in protest.

    "Scotty, maybe you would prefer talking privately to Chris?"

    I looked at Chris, and he was hitting the left palm of his hand with
    his right fist.

    "Ricky, I know Cathy hits hard, but I bet Chris hits harder." I said as
    I backed away from Chris.

    "Yup." Ricky said as he paid more attention to the food on the stove
    then me.

    "Why don't you guys get a plate. Breakfast I almost ready."

    I went over to the cupboard and took down the plates, and handed them
    out. After our plates were loaded with food, Chris, Ricky, and I went
    into the living room to eat and watch cartoons. I watched as Ricky
    wolfed down the scrambled eggs, then asked him, "Do you like Bill's
    scrambled eggs?"

    "Yup…Why?"

    "You didn't put any catsup on them like you do on Cathy's."

    "You don't got no catsup."

    When we finished eating, we sat the plates on the coffee table and
    watched cartoons.

    "When you guys finish eating, I want the plates and silverware in the
    sink.' my mom said.

    We put our dishes into the sink, and as we were about to sit down, my
    mom said, "If you're finished eating, then it's bath time."

    "Scotty, I don't know if I want your mom giving me a bath."

    "Why not Chris? She gives me a bath all the time."

    "Yeah, but she's your mom, and I'm over fourteen years old."

    "You said the other day you wouldn't mind Cathy giving you a bath."

    "I was just joking then."

    "Ricky, you need to use the pot?" my mom asked as she came into the
    living room."

    "Nope."

    "Scotty?"

    "Yeah."

    "Chris?"

    "No."

    "Come on Ricky, Chris, and Scotty." my mom said as she led us to the
    bathroom, then she said, "Oh Bill, you have diaper duty."

    She took Ricky's diaper off him, then started the water running into
    the tub. She took my diaper off me, and sat me on the potty seat, then
    she took Chris's wet diaper off of him. My mom helped Ricky into the
    tub, and rinsed him off with the hand shower, then she washed his hair.
    She went to the hall closet and came back with a wash mitt.

    "When did you get that mom?"

    "About a week ago. I'm surprised Cathy hasn't used it yet," my mom said
    as she got it wet and then poured baby wash onto it.

    While Ricky stood there, my mom wash his back, then front, finishing
    off with his legs. She rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, then rinsed
    the rest of the soap off of him. Ricky climbed out of the tub, and my
    mom wrapped a towel around him, then sent him to my room where Bill was
    waiting.

    "Okay Chris, your next." my mom said as she picked up the hand shower.

    Chris reluctantly stepped into the tub, and then my mom washed his hair
    as he stood there. I looked at his penis, and it was fully erected.

    "I wish Ricky and Scotty were as tall as you Chris. It would be so much
    easier washing them if I didn't have to bend over all the time." my mom
    said as she put the wash mitt on and poured baby wash onto it.

    Chris turned facing the wall then my mom washed his back and rear.

    "Okay Chris, turn so I can finish washing you."

    Chris turned slowly, facing my mom, then she washed his chest and
    stomach.

    Chris's penis was bigger and harder then I had ever seen it before.

    "Chris relax. Scotty's pee pee does the same thing all the time, right
    baby?"

    "Yeah mom." I answered from the potty seat.

    My mom washed Chris's penis, crotch, then his legs. She rinsed him off,
    and after he stepped out of the tub, she wrapped a towel around him and
    sent him to Bill in my bedroom.

    "Okay baby, you're last." my mom said as she picked me up off the potty
    seat, and put me into the tub.

    "You know baby, it's been over two weeks now since I have had to pull
    your tiny tush out of the toilet seat."

    "Yeah, it feels good sitting on the seat and not falling in like I use
    to."

    My mom washed my hair, then she washed the rest of me. After she rinsed
    me off, she wrapped a towel around me, and carried me to my room.

    "What's taking you so long Bill?" my mom asked when she saw Chris still
    laying on my dresser naked.

    "Where did you put the all in one diapers Jeanne?"

    "Last row, middle drawer." I said.

    Bill opened the drawer and took out one of the all in one diapers.

    "Hey Chris. Looks like you get to wear a printed one." I said as I saw
    the big yellow car printed on the front of the diaper.

    I looked down at him, and his face was red. His penis was still fully
    erected as he laid there on the dresser.

    "Chris, when you get home tonight, do you have to do your chores since
    you weren't there to do them this morning?" I asked as my mom sat me
    down on the dresser beside him.

    I watch Chris think about the question, and his penis deflated slowly.

    "No. I'll have to do them tomorrow Scotty." Chris answered.

    My mom and I watched as Bill fumbled while he tried to put the all in
    one diaper on Chris.

    "Looks like I better take over Bill…When was the last time you diapered
    a child?" my mom asked as she took out the baby powder.

    "Tell you the truth Jeanne, I never diapered anyone before."

    My mom sprinkled the baby powder onto her hand and rubbed it over
    Chris's rear, then she sprinkled some onto his front. I looked at
    Chris, and he was biting his lip as my mom rubbed the baby powder in
    and around his penis a crotch.

    "Always use powder, lotion, or baby oil on them before you put a diaper
    on them. It will help keep them from getting diaper rash Bill." my mom
    said as she slipped the all in one diaper under Chris. She pulled the
    diaper up between his legs, adjusted it, and then snapped the rear to
    the front panel.

    "Ricky, back up on the table so I can get you diapered right."

    Chris climbed down, then Ricky climbed back up onto the dresser.

    "Do you want to wear the sun suit today Chris?" Bill asked as he pulled
    it out of the plastic bag.

    "Only if Scotty wears the toy car printed sun suit Bill."

    "Scotty. Guess what you are wearing to the park today?"

    "A smile?"

    "I hope so. I want to take some pictures of you guys having a good time
    at the park wearing your sun suits."

    "Only if Ricky wears the blue animal print sun suit." I said.

    "Only if Chris wears his blue one." Ricky said as he was being
    rediapered.

    "Only if Scotty wears…"

    "Okay guys, your all going to wear them." Bill said as he pulled the
    zipper down on Chris's sun suit.

    Chris stepped into the sun suit and Bill pulled it up. Chris put his
    arms into the sleeves, then Bill zipped it up.

    "Looks like your ready to go surfing Chris." I said as I laid down on
    the dressing pad.

    "Yeah, it doesn't feel bad." Chris said as he looked at himself in the
    mirror.

    "Ricky, you're next." Bill said as he unsnapped the legs and crotch of
    the blue printed sun suit.

    I looked at Chris as he checked himself out in the mirror. When I
    looked down at his legs, I could barely tell the he had snaps down the
    inside of his legs.

    "Can I swim in this Bill?" Chris asked.

    "You can do anything you want in that sun suit Chris. You can wear it
    to school, swim, play baseball, jog, and even surf in it."

    "It's loose enough so you can't tell I'm wearing a diaper." Chris said
    as he checked out his rear in the mirror.

    When I saw my mom take out the Desitin, I knew I had diaper rash.

    "Where is it mom?"

    "You got it on your crotch baby."

    My mom rubbed the Desitin into my crotch, and on my rear just to be
    sure. She took out a printed sport diaper and put it on me.

    "We better put plastic pants on you Scotty just to be sure." my mom
    said as she slipped them over my feet.

    "You didn't put them on Chris or Ricky."

    "I think your going to be more active today then Chris or Ricky."

    "Where are we going?"

    "You'll know when we get there baby."

    "What are we gonna have for lunch?" Ricky asked.

    "Is that all you ever think about Ricky, eating?"

    "Yup."

    "You go ahead and get dressed Jeanne, and I'll finish getting the boys
    dressed."

    ""No mommy! He'll probably have us wearing dresses and tights by the
    time you get dressed. You already know how he diapers." I said as I got
    down on my knees begging her.

    "Bill, so you don't mess up, Chris, sun suit and shoes. Ricky, sun suit
    and shoes. Scotty, a dress, tights, and his ballet slippers,
    understand?"

    "Got it Jeanne."

    "I don't own any ballet slippers." I said sarcastically.

    "We'll pick some up on the way to the park baby," my mom said as she
    left my bedroom.

    "Where are your dresses Scotty?" Bill asked as he put the sun suit on
    Ricky.

    "Yeah, and what color tights do you want to wear?" Chris asked.

    "Don't own no dresses, and I ain't got no tights. You be good to me or
    I'll tell Cathy."

    Bill pulled the sun suit over my head and down, then snapped the crotch
    and legs closed. I slipped my shoes on, then Ricky and I went into the
    living room to watch TV. Chris and Bill went into the kitchen to make
    the sandwiches for our picnic lunch.

    After my mom got dressed, she packed two diaper bags, while Bill packed
    our lunch. Chris got the ice chest from the closet, and put the soda in
    it.

    "Okay guys let's go." Bill said as he got the ice chest.

    I grabbed one diaper bag, and Ricky got the other one. Chris grabbed
    the sandwiches, and my mom locked the door as we left

    I got into my car seat, and Chris strapped me in while my mom strapped
    Ricky into his car seat, Chris sat down between Ricky and me, then we
    took off.

    "Jeanne, the weatherman called for more thunderstorms this afternoon."
    Bill said as we got on the freeway.

    "Just as long as we don't lose electricity like last night." my mom
    said as she looked out towards the mountains. After about an hour, Bill
    got off the freeway, and I started looking for signs that would tell me
    where we were. We drove down a narrow road until we got to the main
    gate. I looked at the sign at the front of the tollbooth, and it said,
    'Welcome to Train Town'.

    "They have real trains here Bill?" I asked

    "Yes Scotty…Big ones, little ones, old ones, new ones, passenger cars
    you can explore, and locomotives you can even climb on.

    I strained against the car seat harness trying to get a better look,
    and Ricky was doing the same. When Bill parked the S.U.V., the trains
    were straight ahead of us, staring at me.

    "Chris, if I let Scotty and Ricky out of their car seats, think you can
    keep up with them?"

    "No, but I'll try."

    Bill unfastened my car seat harness, while my mom undid Ricky's, then
    we were gone. Chris followed us at a run until we got to the first
    steam locomotive. Chris helped me and Ricky climb up the latter on the
    side of the locomotive into the cab, then he climbed up. By the time my
    mom and Bill got out of the S.U.V., we were on our third locomotive.

    "You guys having fun?" Bill asked as he started taking pictures.

    "Yeah Bill." Chris said as he hung onto the side of the locomotive.

    "Bill, if I'm really, really, really good, you think my mom would buy
    this locomotive for me?" I jokingly asked.

    "Sure Scotty, but where would you put it when you got it home?"

    "Cathy's apartment." Ricky and I said in unison.

    "I don't think Cathy would like waking up every morning with a two
    hundred ton engine in her bedroom." my mom said.

    "Why not?" Ricky asked.

    We explored and played on the trains until lunch and Bill took lots of
    pictures of us having fun in our sun suits.

    My mom laid a blanket down on the ground underneath a large pine tree
    while Bill and Chris got our lunch from the S.U.V.

    When we got our sodas and sandwiches, I asked my mom, "Can we eat over
    at the swings?"

    "As long as you bring all your trash back here, and I mean all of it!"

    We headed to the swings at a full run. Chris got there first, I was
    second, and Ricky brought up the rear carrying his three sandwiches,
    and soda.

    "So, what are you going to do tomorrow Chris?"

    "Got to do today's chores and tomorrows too."

    "What kind of chores do you do?" I asked.

    "Wash windows, especially the upstairs windows."

    "Is that all?"

    "Is that all? How would you like to wash over thirty windows Scotty?"

    "No, I'll stick to washing dishes, the bathroom, and keeping my bedroom
    clean."

    "What do you do for chores Ricky?" Chris asked.

    "He eats, then he eats and eats." I said.

    "Do not. I have to take out the trash every night I'm home."

    "Don't you ever wish you were young again like Ricky?" Chris asked me.

    "No, I sometimes wish I was younger, like four years old. No school, no
    chores, and I didn't have to keep my room clean."

    "Yeah, I remember when I was about four. That was about the last time I
    saw my dad."

    "What did he do to get twenty years in jail?"

    "Twenty years in prison Scotty. He robbed two banks."

    "How did he get caught?"

    "He robbed one bank and didn't get too much money, so he went next door
    and robbed that bank."

    "Two banks next door to each other?"

    "Yeah, he was stoned at the time."

    "The last time I saw my dad was when I was about two years old. My mom
    said she had a miscarriage and my dad blamed her, and then he took a
    hike."

    "That sucks." Chris said.

    "How old do you wish you were again Ricky?" I asked.

    "I wish I was four again like Scotty wishes." Ricky said.

    "I watched the expression on Ricky's face, and I knew he had pooped in
    his diaper.

    "Ricky, I thought you didn't have to go number two this morning."

    "I didn't then but I do now."

    "Be right back Chris. I got to take Ricky to my mom."

    "I'll guard your sandwich Ricky." Chris said as we left.

    "Mom, I think Ricky needs a change. Number two this time."

    "Will you go and get the green bag Scotty?"

    I ran to the S.U.V. and got the bag off the rear seat, and as I was
    closing the door, I heard the low rumble of thunder off in the
    distance.

    "Mom, I heard thunder." I said as I dropped the diaper bag onto the
    blanket.

    "I did too baby."

    "Are we going home soon?"

    "Not for a while, or unless it rains…where are you going baby?"

    "Back over to the swings."

    "Let me check you first kid."

    'But mom." I said until I saw her expression.

    I walked over to her, and she unsnapped the crotch of my sun suit. She
    slipped her fingers into my plastic pants and felt the front of my
    sport diaper.

    "You are next baby."

    "Aw mom, I really don't need it."

    "What?"

    "Okay." I said as I sat down on the blanket.

    My mom slipped a disposable changing pad under Ricky, and then
    unsnapped the crotch of his sun suit.

    As I sat there, I noticed some teen girls walking in our direction.

    "Amy, Lisa, look. That little boy is having his diaper changed. Isn't
    that cute?" one of the girls said as she saw Ricky laying there.

    "Reminds me of my little dorky brother Josh.

    "Does he still wet the bed Lisa?"

    "Yeah, every night."

    "Amy, I know a good dare for Michael, your boyfriend. Let's dare him to
    wear a diaper for the rest of the weekend, then we can see if he really
    loves you or not."

    My mom raised Ricky's rear up and started cleaning his rear with a baby
    wipe.

    "Oh gross. That little kid pooped in his diaper." one of the girls
    said.

    "I wonder if that other little kid is wearing a diaper too?"

    I turned and looked at her, and said, "Yup."

    "Oh how cute. Two brothers having their dipies changed."

    My mom put a school diaper under Ricky, pulled it up between his legs,
    and then taped the rear to the front. She then snapped the legs and
    crotch closed.

    "I wonder if they make those cute sun suits in Michael's size. He would
    look soooo cute in one." the girl said as I was laying down on my back.

    "Jordan Enterprises makes them. They are on the net. They have them in
    size four to size twenty." I said.

    My mom pulled my plastic pants down to my ankles, and then she took my
    wet diaper off me.

    "Hey kid. Who did you say made your cute sunsuit. I like the prints on
    yours." one of the girls asked me.

    "Jordan Enterprises. They just started a new company here in the
    valley. They make diapers, clothes, plastic pants, swim diapers, and
    other kinds of things." I said as my mom cleaned my diaper area.

    "Yeah, Michael would look so sexy wearing a swim diaper at our pool." a
    girl said.

    "Hey kid, how did you find out about the company?" another girl asked.

    "I work for them. I try their products, and make commercials for them."

    "Oh how neat." the girl said.

    My mom took out the Desitin and rubbed it onto my rear, crotch, and my
    penis. She took out a school diaper, slipped it under me, and pulled it
    up between my legs, and then taped it closed. She slipped the plastic
    pants back up my legs, and over my diaper, and then she snapped my
    crotch and legs closed.

    "Do they make those printed sun suits in size twenty?" the girl asked.

    "No. I think they make them up to size twelve." I said

    "Okay baby, you can go to the swings now. Go tell Chris I want to check
    his diaper." my mom said very softly as I got up.

    Ricky and I raced back over to the swings, and Ricky resumed eating his
    sandwich.

    "Chris, my mom wants to check you and see if you are wet."

    "Out in public? I saw those girls watching your mom changing Ricky and
    you Scotty. What did those girls say?"

    "They were wondering what their boyfriends would look like wearing
    diapers. One of the girls thought her boyfriend would look soooo cute
    wearing a sun suit too."

    I looked over at the girls, and they were sitting next to a tree
    talking to each other while they looked at us on the swings.

    My mom made a motion for Chris to come to her, and I looked at the
    girls, and when they saw Chris waving back, they giggled.

    "They know you are wearing a diaper Chris."

    "How do you know that Scotty?"

    "They are giggling, that's how…Remember Chris, you will never see those
    girls again, like Cathy always says."

    Chris was biting his lip, and then he got up and went over to my mom.
    She unsnapped his crotch, and then felt the front of his all in one
    diaper. She snapped his crotch closed, and he walked back over to the
    swings.

    "Still dry." Chris said as he sat back down.

    "Yeah but those girls liked it Chris. They stopped giggling while they
    watched you and they haven't giggled since."

    "Weren't you embarrassed when those girls saw you naked Scotty?"

    "Nope. They thought I was the same age as Ricky, and they thought we
    were brothers too."

    There was a flash of lightning over near the mountains, then the sound
    of thunder. I looked over at my mom, and she motioned us to come over
    to her. We gathered up the empty soda cans and the sandwich wrappers,
    and then we went over to her. Chris and I looked over at the girls, and
    they blew kisses in our direction, but they did not giggle.

    We gathered up our things and headed to the S.U.V. After Ricky and me
    were strapped into or car seats, we headed home. As we got onto the
    freeway, it started to rain.

    "Mom, can we go swimming when we get home?"

    "We'll see baby."

    END OF CHAPTER 20

`Chapter 21 THE LAST TIME I SEE CHRIS?`