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

    Chapter 23 MY FIRST COMPUTER

    When we got home, I helped Bill unload my new computer. We stacked all
    of the boxes in my bedroom and as I looked around, I knew I wouldn't
    have any room for my computer.

    "Bill, what am I going to do for a computer desk? With the two dressers
    and the bed in here, I don't have any room left."

    "I have an idea Scotty. I'll be right back." Bill said, and then he
    left my room.

    "Scotty, Do you want to take your sun suit off? Ricky said he's a lot
    cooler without his." my mom asked as she came in to my bedroom.

    "Okay."

    "And baby, thank you again for the beautiful necklace."

    I hugged her again, and then she took my sun suit off me and it was a
    lot cooler.

    "Here we go Scotty. I had these left over after I built the shelves in
    my bedroom closet." Bill said as he held out two shelf supports.

    "I don't think those two brackets are going to hold my computer system
    Bill."

    "No Scotty. You fasten these brackets to the wall, and then put a board
    on top.

    "And that's the desktop?" I asked.

    "Right Scotty, and we can get some drawers that hang down from the
    bottom."

    "Where are we going to get the top at?" I asked.

    "The hardware store. There is one down the street. Do you want to go
    with me?"

    "Sure."

    "Can I go too?" Ricky asked.

    "There is nothing to eat there, Ricky." I said teasingly.

    "Don't want to eat, just want to go with you guys."

    "Jeanne, I need to go to the hardware store for something. Is it okay
    if I take the monkeys with me?" Bill asked.

    "Sure. Have them back in time for bed."

    "I'm only going to be gone a few minutes Jeanne, not a few hours."

    "Okay Bill."

    "We got to get dressed Bill." I said as Bill headed out my bedroom.

    "Lets just put a tank top on you two guys and your sandals." Bill said
    as he opened the dresser drawer.

    He took out my yellow tank top and put it on me, and then put a red
    tank top on Ricky. My tank top ended one inch below the bottom of my
    diaper, and Ricky's just barely covered his sport diaper. I really
    didn't care, I just wanted to go with Bill to the hardware store, my
    favorite store next to a toy store.

    "Okay Jeanne, We'll be back in a little while. If you need me I got my
    cell phone." Bill said as we left.

    Bill buckled Ricky and me into our car seats and we took off to the
    hardware store. When we got there, the parking lot was jammed. Bill
    pulled the S.U.V. into a parking spot, as Ricky reached over and
    unbuckled my car seat harness, and then he unfastened his.

    "I thought I fixed those buckles so you couldn't unfasten them anymore
    Ricky."

    "They are harder." Ricky said as he looked at all the people in the
    parking lot.

    Bill grabbed a shopping cart as we went into the store. The people
    waiting in line to check out reminded me of when my mom and I would go
    grocery shopping on Saturday morning.

    'Ricky, pull your tank down. I can see your diaper." I said softly as
    we went over to the wood department.

    Ricky pulled his tank top down, but he was more interested in
    everything else around him. As Bill got the wood he needed, Ricky knelt
    down on the floor to look at the wooden turned legs they use for
    tables.

    "Ricky, I can see the cars and trucks on your diaper."

    Ricky looked at me and said, "So Scotty, I can see your diaper too."

    "So. You're looking up at me Ricky."

    "I can see the front of your diaper, Scotty."

    I looked down, and my tank top had ridden up onto the waistband of my
    diaper. I pulled my tank top down quickly, and then looked around to
    see if anyone had seen my diaper. The people that passed were looking
    at Ricky and continued looking at him as they passed by. As we shopped,
    I was more concerned about someone seeing my diaper now, so that I
    stopped telling Ricky when his was exposed. I figured if they looked at
    him, they wouldn't pay any attention to me. When Bill got everything he
    needed, we checked out.

    On the way home, Bill explained his idea to me. When we got home, Ricky
    and I helped Bill carry the bags into the apartment, and then Bill went
    up to his apartment and got his toolbox, and brought it down to the
    apartment.

    "Do you think this will work Bill?" my mom asked.

    "I know it will Jeanne. I made a computer desk in my collage dorm room
    the same way…Jeanne, will you go get one of the chairs from the kitchen
    table and bring it in here?"

    When my mom came back with the chair, Bill sat me down in it, and
    pushed it towards the wall. He looked at were my legs were, and he
    mounted a bracket to the wall. He held the other bracket on the wall,
    leveled it and then mounted it to the wall. He put the large piece of
    wood on top of the brackets and fastened the brackets to the wood using
    screws.

    "See what I mean Scotty?" Bill asked as he looked at his work.

    "Yeah, but the top won't be big enough for everything."

    "You put the computer down on the floor, the display on the desk with
    your mouse, keyboard, printer, and the scanner can sit on top of the
    computer."

    "YEAH, that will work." I said as I sat there.

    "How about if I take these two boys out to the pool to get them out of
    your hair Bill, then you can hook the computer up."

    "Hey lady. I deliver. I don't hook up." Bill said.

    My mom went over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

    "After I hook it up lady, want me to paint your apartment?" Bill asked
    with a goofy voice.

    "No, we'll wait for Scotty to finish putting his hand prints all over
    the walls before we repaint."

    I went to the bathroom to get our swim diapers, but they weren't there.

    "Mommy, what happened to our swim diapers?"

    "I threw them into the wash. Why don't you guys swim in the diapers you
    have on now?"

    "That's a good idea Jeanne, then we can see how they hold up in the
    swimming pool." Bill said.

    "You want us to go swimming in our sport diapers?" I asked.

    "As a matter of fact Jeanne, put some new sport diapers on them and let
    them swim like they normally would. I want to see how well the diapers
    hold up."

    "Do I get extra pay for this Bill?" I asked.

    "Make you a deal Scotty. You can go out there naked or wearing a sport
    diaper."

    "I'm up first mommy." I said as I quickly climbed up onto the dresser.

    My mom looked through the drawer and then took out two sport diapers.

    "Looks like Ricky gets to wear the sailing ships, and you get to wear
    the seahorse and sea shells baby." my mom said as she slipped the sport
    diaper under me.

    "When Ricky dives into the pool, I don't think he will be wearing the
    ships diaper very long. Bet you five bucks Bill that it will be
    floating without Ricky in it."

    "I think Scotty is right Jeanne. Ricky, no diving this time. Just take
    it easy." Bill said as he looked out my window at the pool.

    "Do I get money for this Bill?" Ricky asked.

    "How about a triple scoop ice cream cone Ricky?"

    "Deal Bill."

    "Ricky, I'll give you a cookie if you don't dive in the pool, and if
    you forget Bill's ice cream cone." I said as my mommy taped the diaper
    on me.

    Ricky looked at me, then Bill then back at me and said, "You ain't got
    no cookies Scotty. I already looked in the kitchen."

    "Looks like Bill out bribed you baby." my mommy said to me.

    I climbed down off the dresser, and asked Bill, "Do you think these
    sports diapers will shrink if they get wet?"

    Bill had a puzzled look on his face for a moment as he looked at me,
    then he grabbed me and started tickling the heck out of me.

    "What do you mean kid? Shrink when they get wet? They go on you and I
    know they get wet." They sure don't get dry when you boys wear them."
    Bill said as he tossed me onto my bed.

    "Bill, I think Scotty was playing with your mind." my mom said as she
    finished diapering Ricky.

    "If they do shrink Bill, Ricky and me will be wearing teeny weeny sport
    bikini diapers." I said from my bed.

    "Scotty, please leave Bill's mind alone. I think he's suffered enough."
    my mom said as she threw the used diapers in the trash can.

    "Jeanne, why don't you take some pictures of Ricky and Scotty wearing
    the sport diapers? Before they go swimming, during, and hopefully after
    they get out of the pool. I'll go get my camera."

    "You mean the camera I still have Bill?" my mom said then she went to
    her room to get the camera.

    "Bill, after we go swimming, do we hang up our sport diapers to dry
    out?" I asked.

    "Scotty, I'm still trying to figure out your first question. PLEASE
    leave my brain alone." Bill said as he tickled me on my bed.

    "Here you go Bill. You can do the honors."

    "Okay you monkeys. Stand over near the dresser so I can take a picture
    of you."

    Bill took picture after picture of us as we goofed off with different
    poises as he moved around.

    Okay guys… Bill hook up the computer, Ricky, Scotty, out to the pool."
    my mom said.

    As we passed by the hall closet, I took out two towels and tossed one
    to Ricky. I wanted to ask Bill one last thing, "Bill, are these diapers
    drip dry?"

    I then ran to the front door, and out to the pool gate.

    "Scotty, why didn't you wrap your towel around your waist like I did?"
    Ricky asked.

    I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist while I looked around to
    see if anyone was looking. My mom opened up the gate for us and we went
    into the pool area.

    "Okay boys I want to take a few pictures out here before you get wet."
    my mom said.

    I looked around to make sure no one was there before I took off my
    towel. Ricky put his arm around my neck as my mom took a picture of us.
    After my mom took a few more pictures, Ricky and I got into the pool.
    The diaper felt weird as it soaked up the water, and when Ricky got out
    of the water, his diaper emptied like it was Niagara Falls. My mom took
    pictures of it as the water streamed out, then I got out of the pool
    and it felt like my diaper weighed a ton. My mom took more pictures of
    me, and then we got back into the pool. Ricky and I splashed each other
    for awhile, then Ricky swam towards the deep end.

    "Is it harder to swim Ricky?" I asked as I watched him.

    "Lots." Ricky answered as he swam back to the shallow end of the pool.

    Ricky and I splashed each other for a while before we got out and sat
    on the edge of the pool. My mom continued taking pictures of us as we
    sat there.

    "Mom, what time do we have to go to the doctor tomorrow for the allergy
    test?"

    "I told them that Cathy and you would be there about three PM and they
    said it will take about ten seconds to do the test. We'll need to keep
    an eye on your arm after that and let them know what happens." my mom
    said as she put the camera down.

    "You two water rats ready to get out? It's almost dinner time."

    When my mom said dinner, I knew Ricky was done swimming. As we dried
    off, my mom took more pictures of us. When we got into the apartment,
    my mom took our sport diapers off us, and then finished drying Ricky
    and me off. We went into my bedroom and my mom said to Bill, "Here's
    the diapers. Their wet but they stayed together."

    "Bill, want me to hang them up so they dry out?" I asked jokingly.

    "No we'll just put them back on you guys so we don't need to worry
    about you boys wetting them again." Bill said as he took the diapers
    from my mom.

    "Bill did you finish hooking up my computer yet?" I quickly asked as he
    walked towards me with the wet diapers.

    "Don't change the subject Scotty."

    "Oh I love the picture Bill." I said as I pretended to look at the LCD
    screen.

    When Bill looked at the computer LCD screen, I ran to the living room.

    "Scotty McCormick there's no picture. You come back here Scotty,
    besides I know were you live!" Bill said with an evil tone.

    "Mommy, I think it's time we change lodgings!" I yelled from the living
    room.

    "Sorry baby. We have a security deposit on this apartment. Better get
    back into your room and take your medicine."

    I peeked into my bedroom, and Bill was standing at my dresser with a
    school diaper in his hand, and the look on his face, I can't even
    describe. I walked into my room and Bill caught me and sat me down on
    the dresser. He slipped the diaper under me and taped it closed.

    "New record time Bill, under five seconds." my mom said then laughed.

    Bill tossed me onto my bed and tickled me all over. When I pushed his
    hand away, he found another ticklish spot in a split second. I laughed
    so hard, I knew my diaper was wet.

    "Okay Bill, I think you taught him a lesson." my mom said as she
    diapered Ricky.

    "Okay Scotty, I want to set you up on your computer now." Bill said as
    he carried me over to my new computer, and sat me down on the chair.

    "Scotty, I want you to think up a screen name then I will show you how
    to use it."

    "I know. How about monkey?" Ricky said.

    "No I don't like that one. How about Jordan kid?"

    "That's perfect. You can also use that as your e-mail name." Bill said
    as he turned on the computer.

    When the computer came on, Bill told me to type in jordan kid. When it
    asked if I wanted to enter a password, I entered 'bingo'. Finally the
    computer booted up to the main screen. Bill showed me how to open and
    close programs, but I already knew most of that. Bill told me that if a
    message ever came up that read: Do you really want to do that'? to
    always ask Cathy or himself, or just hit cancel.

    "Am I on the net?" I asked Bill.

    "Not yet Scotty. Cathy will help you set that up tomorrow night. How
    about if we check out the pictures your mom took of you and Ricky and
    see if she is a good photographer." Bill said as he took the memory
    card out of his camera and put it into a slot on the front of the
    computer. A program opened up, and all the pictures were displayed.

    As we looked at the pictures of Ricky and me, I asked, "Bill, what time
    should we leave tomorrow to make it to the Y?"

    "You boys and Cathy should leave here about seven thirty, then you will
    be at the Y before eight."

    "I hate these early hours. Guess I'm have to get up at five and have my
    coffee a little earlier then usual." I said.

    "I'd love to see that, my baby up at five, and drinking coffee." my
    mom, said.

    "Boy. Look at Scotty's diaper. Looks like he's really wetting." Ricky
    said as he pointed at a picture of me after I got out of the pool with
    all the water pouring out of my diaper.

    "Looks like we better get thicker diapers for Scotty to wear." Bill
    said joking.

    "Bill, didn't you tell me that Jordan makes disposable swim diapers?" I
    asked.

    "Yes Scotty. Why do you ask?"

    "I never got any in the boxes you left me that day."

    "Lets go over to your mom's computer and look them up on the net. It
    might be a good idea if we had some on hand tomorrow at the Y anyway."

    "Before you guys tie up my phone line, I'd better place a pizza order
    for dinner. Bill, you care to join us?"

    "Sure Jeanne. I want to see the bottomless pit eat pizza." Bill said as
    he grabbed Ricky and tickled him.

    Bill booted my mom's computer as my mom placed our pizza order. When
    she was finished, Bill logged on. He went to the Jordan site, and when
    it asked if it was a new account, or an existing account, he clicked on
    existing account. He entered a bunch of letters and numbers, and then
    it read: Bill Stiles. He clicked on swim diapers, then on disposable,
    and the page came up.

    "What is you waist size Scotty?" Bill asked.

    "Last time my mom measured me she said I have a cute waist."

    "Wanna bet baby." my mom said from behind me.

    "I think she said twenty inches Bill." I said quickly as I looked at
    her pop-pop hand aiming at my rear.

    Bill entered twenty inches on the form, then it read: 4T. Bill clicked
    on the 4T, and then a new page open up. There were all kinds of prints
    that were available in that size, but no colors.

    "What is your waist size Ricky?" Bill asked.

    "Twenty one I think." Ricky answered.

    Bill entered twenty-one, and up came: S size six through eight. When
    Bill clicked on that, there were all kinds of prints and colors.

    "Jeanne, do you have a tape measure so you can measure Scotty's waist
    again?" Bill asked.

    My mom went over to the nightstand and took out a cloth tape measure.
    She measured my waist and said, "Twenty and a half inches Bill."

    "Measure his seat Jeanne."

    "With or with out diaper?"

    "Without." Bill answered.

    My mom unfastened my diaper, and it slipped down my leg to the ground.
    She measured my seat, and said, "Twenty two even Bill."

    Bill entered twenty and one half inches for my waist, and it came back:
    4T. Bill clicked onto the size chart.

    "On the size chart, it says Scotty wears a size four toddler swim
    diaper, but on the height chart, he should be a size six to eight.
    Scotty, you have got the smallest butt I think I ever seen." Bill said
    as he looked at the size chart.

    "That's why he falls into the toilet hole all the time." Ricky said.

    "Remember Bill, Scotty wears a slim size." my mom said.

    "Jeanne, do you have a scale to weigh Scotty?"

    "I'm going Bill." my mom said as she took me to the bathroom.

    I got onto the scale, and when it read fifty-three pounds, I ran back
    to the room.

    "Bill I weigh fifty three pounds."

    "Aw…That's not right baby. I set the scale back five pounds. You weigh
    forty eight pounds." my mom said.

    "And why did we set the scale back five pounds Jeanne?" Bill asked as
    he giggled.

    "We didn't set it back Bill, I set it back, and besides I wanted to
    lose five pounds quickly Mr. Stiles." my mom said.

    "Why not shoot for ten pounds Jeanne?" Bill asked.

    My mom hit him in his arm for that remark.

    "I'll go ahead and order the size four-T for Scotty, and order the
    small size for Ricky. What kind of prints do you want Scotty, pink with
    little flowers, or would you like the building blocks?" Bill asked.

    "How about the dino prints Bill?" I asked.

    "Those dinosaur prints aren't available yet Scotty. What about the pink
    lambs on the yellow background or the pretty rainbows?"

    I hit Bill in the arm for that remark, then Ricky hit Bill's arm too.

    "What was that for Ricky?" Bill asked as he rubbed his arm.

    "I don't know. Scotty hit you so did I." Ricky answered.

    After looking over all the prints, I chose the building blocks, and
    Ricky wanted the kites on white disposable swim diapers.

    Bill entered the stock numbers, size, quantity, and then he entered a
    bunch of letters, and then he was done.

    "What were those letters you entered Bill?" I asked.

    "That is my account number, and a special password so Mr. Jordan will
    know that I am ordering those items for business reasons."

    "When are you going to get them?"

    "I'll pick them up on the way to the Y tomorrow morning. Scotty, I want
    you to go and pick out some swim diapers you and Ricky can wear
    tomorrow at the Y, and don't forget to bring Chris's swim diaper."

    "Is Chris going to be there tomorrow Bill?"

    "I hope Scotty."

    Ricky and me went to my room to pick out the swim diapers we wanted to
    wear tomorrow at the Y. I took out an all in one diaper for Chris, JIC.

    "Scotty, want to see how to use your new camera?" Bill asked.

    "Sure. Is it hard?"

    "No, but there is one thing I want you to remember Scotty, the camera
    is not a toy. You have to take care of it and don't let it get wet or
    dirty." Bill said as he took it out of the box.

    He was putting the battery into the camera when there was a knock at he
    front door.

    "I'll get it mommy." I said

    "Scotty, stop." my mom said as I rushed past her.

    I looked out the front window next to the door, and it was the pizza
    guy.

    "Foods here." I said as I started to open the door.

    When I pulled on the doorknob, the door wouldn't open. I looked up and
    my mom was holding it closed.

    "Scotty, I'll take care of it. I want you to go to your room and clean
    that red stuff off your face." my mom said.

    I went to my room and looked at my face in the mirror.

    "YIPE!" I said as I saw my reflection in the mirror.

    "Did you get all that red stuff off your face Scotty?" my mom asked
    from the living room.

    "In a while mommy…Bill, why did you let me go out there to answer the
    front door NAKED!"

    "You were in a hurry Scotty, and I thought you always answered the
    front door NAKED."

    I went for Bill's ribs. I was hoping he was as ticklish as I was…and he
    was.

    "Okay Scotty, I give. Now, do you want to wear something other then
    your smile?"

    "Okay."

    Bill went to my mom's bedroom and got my diaper, and brought it back to
    my room.

    "Looks like you could use another one Scotty." Bill said as he tossed
    the diaper into the trashcan.

    "You guys better get in here quick. Ricky is drooling again and I think
    this pizza is going to be history soon." my mom yelled from the
    kitchen.

    "Okay Scotty. Lets get you diapered before Ricky is finished eating our
    pizza." Bill said as he lifted me up onto the dresser.

    Bill slipped another school diaper under me, and then he rubbed baby
    powder on my rear, crotch, and penis, then he pulled the diaper up
    between my legs and taped the rear to the front.

    "You know Bill, I bet you when Ricky grows up, he's going to be a food
    taster."

    "I think your right Scotty."

    I sat up, and Bill picked me up from behind with his hands under my
    armpits, and held me straight out in front of him. My feet dangled
    almost three feet off the ground as we headed to the kitchen.

    "Is this better Jeanne?" Bill asked as he held me out for her to look
    at.

    "One more gold star for you Bill… I see my baby got all that red stuff
    off his face too."

    "Why didn't you tell me I was naked when the pizza guy knocked mommy?"

    "You didn't give me a chance sweetheart."

    "I should set up some video cameras around here Jeanne. With all the
    things Scotty does, and gets into, you could be a multimillionaire in
    no time if you sent the tapes into those TV shows." Bill said as he got
    some pizza.

    "You wouldn't do that would you mommy?" I asked.

    I looked at her when she didn't answer me.

    "MOMMY?"

    "Oh…Sorry Bill but I think I'd rather keep our little secrets secret."

    "You can tape me Bill. I want lots of money." Ricky said as he ate his
    pizza.

    After we finished eating dinner, Bill took Ricky and me into my bedroom
    and showed me more things about my new computer system. When it was
    almost seven, we went out and watched TV. After awhile, Ricky and me
    laid down on the couch, and slowly went to sleep.

    "Time for you two monkeys to hit the sack." my mommy said as she picked
    Ricky up, and headed for my room.

    Bill picked me up and followed my mom.

    "Bill, do you really think Chris will be at the Y tomorrow?"

    "I think I have an idea that will persuade him Scotty."

    "What is your idea?"

    "I'll tell you about it tomorrow Scotty."

    My mommy came back into my room with two warm baby bottles, and put
    them into our mouths. I took mine out, and said, "I love you mommy and
    Bill."

    My mommy gave me a hug and kiss, and Bill kissed me on my forehead.

    "I love you too Mrs. McCormick, and Bill." Ricky said.

    My mommy hugged Ricky and gave him a little kiss, and Bill kissed Ricky
    on the forehead too.

    END OF CHAPTER 23

`Chapter 24 SWIM CLASS`