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

    Chapter 17 SLEEP STUDY

    Cathy pulled up to the red light and stopped.

    "Is that the hospital on the right?" I asked.

    "That's the one Scotty." she answered as the light turned green.

    "Do you know where to go Cathy, when we get inside?"

    "Yes, I've been here a few times when my mom would bring one of my
    brothers for an emergency."

    "What kind of emergency?"

    "The one I remember best was when my dad was remodeling an upstairs
    bedroom for my mom. Richie was about five at the time, and he was
    helping my dad redo the fireplace in the bedroom with red brick. Richie
    picked up a brick and went over to the window, and dropped it out. It
    hit Jason on the head and knocked him down. Jason had to get a few
    stitches in his scalp, and spent two days in the hospital for
    observation. When my mom asked Richie why he did it, Richie said he
    wanted to see it bounce of Jason's head like it does on the cartoons."

    Cathy and I laughed while she parked the S.U.V. in the parking lot. She
    unbuckled my car seat harness, then I asked her, "Why do they make
    these car seat buckles so hard to unbuckle. If it was easier, I could
    do it myself instead."

    "Think of all the little kids that could unbuckle themselves Scotty.
    That's why they are so hard to undo."

    "Ricky can unbuckle himself."

    "He also wrestles with his two brothers all the time, so he is a little
    stronger then you Scotty."

    "That's why he pinned me down on my bed the other morning. I just
    thought I was laughing so hard, I didn't have the strength."

    "Ricky is stronger then he should be for a boy his age, but he is
    clumsier, more like a three year old."

    "Yeah, I noticed that."

    Cathy and I walked into the hospital, up to the large desk in the
    lobby. A nurse was sitting behind it, and asked, "May I help you?"

    "Yes, My name is Miss. Heather. I brought Scotty McCormick for a sleep
    study scheduled for him tonight."

    The nurse checked her list, then said, "Scotty will be in the pediatric
    ward on the second floor, room forty five. You may take the elevator
    over there, and please check in at the nurses station when you get to
    the second floor Miss Heather."

    As we walked over to the elevator, I took Cathy's hand, and held it
    tight. We got into the elevator, and Cathy pushed the button for the
    second floor. When the elevator doors opened up on the second floor, I
    noticed that the hallway walls had cartoon characters all over them.
    Bugs Bunny was the first one I saw, and then I saw Fred Flintstone too.
    Cathy and I walked to the nurses station to sign in, then the nurse
    showed us to my room. The bed that was in the room was a pediatric
    crib, the same type I slept in when I was in the hospital three years
    ago. There were no windows looking outside, but there was a large dark
    mirror on one wall, and a locked door beside it. I looked up at the
    ceiling, and I saw four cameras that were aimed at the pediatric bed. I
    checked out the other room next to mine, and there was a bed in it.

    Near the head of my bed, they had a panel with all kinds of outlets and
    plugs. There was one seat in my room, and Cathy sat down in it, and
    then motioned me to sit on her lap. I climbed onto her lap, and leaned
    back, trying to relax.

    "Cathy."

    "Yes Scotty."

    "I hope my mommy didn't forget to bring the diaper bag. I know I need
    to be changed now."

    "If she forgot Scotty, I'm sure we can dig up a few extra diapers
    around here for you."

    "Why did they put a dark mirror in here Cathy?"

    "I'll let you in on a little secret Scotty, that's a one way mirror. It
    looks like a dark mirror on this side, but if you are on the other
    side, you can see right through it."

    "Is that where they are going to watch me while I sleep?"

    "Yes, and I know you know what those are for." Cathy said as she
    pointed towards a camera.

    "Yeah…If they tape me Cathy, make sure they get my good side." I said
    joking

    "I don't think that they take butt pictures here Scotty." Cathy said
    then giggled.

    "Baby, you're finally here." my mommy said when she walked into the
    room.

    I hopped off Cathy's lap and ran over to my mommy and hugged her.

    "You're trembling baby. There is nothing to be afraid of." my mommy
    said as she held me tightly.

    "I know, but I still hate being in a hospital."

    "Jeanne, if there's anything you need, just give me a call on my cell
    phone. I'm going to leave now so you can get Scotty situated." Cathy
    said as she got up out of the chair.

    "Cathy, I need something." I said as I held my arms out.

    Cathy gave me a big hug, and a kiss on my forehead.

    "Now Scotty, no flirting with the nurses. I don't want to lose you to a
    cute looking nurse, understand?"

    "Okay Cathy."

    As Cathy left, I followed her to the door and stopped. I watched her as
    she walked down the hall to the elevator. When the elevator doors
    closed, I was scared again.

    "Do you need to be changed baby?" my mommy asked as she put the diaper
    bag down on the bed.

    I turned and shook my head yes.

    "Remember the last time you slept in one of these beds Scotty?"

    "Yeah, I was eight."

    "Maybe we should get on of these beds for you to sleep in at home, then
    I wouldn't have to worry about you falling out of bed at night."

    "I thought that's why you had the other rails put on my bed."

    "It was baby, but the way you were thrashing around last night, they
    wouldn't have held you in."

    "I like my own bed better."

    "Well let's just get through this night, and we'll see…Now lets get you
    changed for the night."

    My mommy lowered the bed rail, and I climbed up onto the bed. She took
    my sandals off my feet, and put them down on the floor. I lay back on
    the bed, and she took my shorts off of me.

    "Mr. Scotty McCormick?"

    I looked towards the door, and a doctor was standing there.

    "Yes." I answered meekly.

    "My name is Dr. Giovanni, but you can call me Sam. I'm here to do a
    sleep study on you tonight Scotty. Do you have any questions?"

    "Will it hurt?"

    "No Scotty. When you sleep at home, does that hurt?"

    "No."

    "Then it won't hurt you here either Scotty. What time does Scotty
    usually go to bed at home Mrs. McCormick?"

    "He's in bed by eight o'clock."

    "Then we better get started. You go ahead and get Scotty ready for bed
    Mrs. McCormick, and I will be back the sensors we will be using on him
    tonight."

    My mommy slipped a disposable changing pad underneath me, then pulled
    my plastic pants down to my ankles. She took my saturated diaper off
    me, and put it in a plastic bag, and then put a new school diaper under
    me.

    "Did Scotty just start having nighttime wetting accidents Mrs.
    McCormick?"

    "No. He's had little accidents all his life doctor." my mom answered.

    "What are those?" I asked staring at all the wires Sam had in his hand.

    "We like to call these tackies Scotty. We put them on certain parts of
    your body like Band-Aids, then I plug them into the panel next to your
    head. Would you like to check it out first Scotty?" Sam asked as he
    handed me one.

    I looked it over, and felt the sticky pad at the end of the wire.

    "You finish getting Scotty ready for bed Mrs. McCormick, and I'll get
    these tackies ready to put on him." Sam said.

    My mommy rubbed baby powder on my rear and front, and then pulled the
    diaper up between my legs and fastened the rear to the front, and then
    she pulled my plastic pants up over my diaper.

    "When you sleep at night Scotty, do you wear pajamas?" Sam asked.

    "No, I just sleep like this."

    "Do you sleep on your back, side, or tummy Scotty?" Sam asked.

    "I like to sleep on my stomach mostly."

    "You go ahead Scotty and get comfortable, then I will put the tackies
    on you."

    I turned over onto my stomach, and then Sam put the tackies on me, and
    plugged them into the panel near my head.

    "Scotty, I need to put these tackies on your face near your eyes, so
    just lay still, and I'll be done in a second." Sam said.

    "Okay Mrs. McCormick, I'm out of your hair, so go ahead and do what you
    usually do at night with Scotty." Sam said, then he went into the room,
    and closed the door behind him.

    My mommy turned off the light in my room, then she took out the baby
    bottle from the diaper bag, and started to put it to my mouth.

    "Mommy, I don't want them to know."

    "We need to do everything just like we do at home baby. I don't thing
    anyone will make fun of you because your trying to gain weight
    sweetheart."

    She put the nipple into my mouth, then she pulled the rail up on the
    crib bed. She sat down on the chair, and read to me from the Hardy Boys
    mystery book, while she ran her fingers thru my hair. She read almost
    two chapters before I fell asleep.

    "MOMMY!, MOMMY!, MOMMY!" I yelled with tears streaming down my face,
    then I tried to get out of the bed, only to hit my head hard on the
    crib rail. I fell backward onto the bed as my mommy ran into my room,
    followed by the doctor. I stood up on the bed as my mommy got to me,
    and held me close The doctor ran to the door that led to the hallway,
    and yelled, "Nurse, I need sedation for a fifty pound child STAT!"

    The nurse came running into the room, and as my mommy held me, the
    nurse pulled my diaper down, and wiped a small area on my rear.

    "NO MOMMY NO SHOTS!" I said as the nurse injected me.

    "Quiet down baby. Mommy's here, you had a bad dream, you just had a bad
    dream baby" She said as she held me tightly.

    I was still shaking uncontrollably as my legs gave out from under me,
    and I sat down hard on the bed. My mommy laid me back down, as my
    eyelids felt heavy, so heavy, and then I went back to sleep.

    "I've never seen anything like this before Mrs. McCormick. Scotty's eye
    movements were so rapid before he woke up, and his heart rate was over
    two hundred and ten a minute." Dr. Giovanni said as he put the
    stethoscope over my heart, then he added, "Scotty's heart rate is
    coming down now."

    "Doctor, what are those red spots on my baby's stomach?" my mom asked.

    "I was just looking at that too Mrs. McCormick…Nurse, I need a BP on
    Scotty right now, also check his heart rate every five minutes, and
    keep an eye on the spots on Scotty's chest. Let me know if there is any
    change in them. Mrs. McCormick, will you please join me in the viewing
    room. I need to talk to you, and show you something." Dr. Giovanni
    said.

    When I woke up, my mommy was sitting beside the bed, running her
    fingers thru my hair. I looked at the clock, and it was seven AM

    "Mommy, can we go home now?"

    "Not yet baby. Dr. Giovanni wants to take a look at you first."

    "I'm sorry about last night mommy."

    "It's not you fault baby. You just had a bad dream, a very bad dream."

    "My head hurts mommy."

    "You bumped your head last night on the bed rail, that's why it hurts."

    "Am I gonna be alright?"

    "Yes baby."

    "Do I have to come back here anymore mommy?"

    "I don't know baby. You just rest for awhile."

    "Mrs. McCormick. I want to check Scotty for any allergic reactions he
    might be having to the Pedisure that you are giving to him at night.
    The nurse will be in in a few minutes to administer the allergy test,
    then Scotty can go home. If he has any reactions that are severe, I
    want you to take him to the nearest hospital. I will be giving you some
    papers, and I want them to stay with Scotty all the time, until I see
    him later tonight. I think that Scotty's nightmares might be tied to
    the Pedisure."

    "What kind of severe reactions are you talking about doctor?" my mom
    asked.

    "It is a slim chance, but if Scotty has trouble breathing, or if he
    develops the red spots, they may itch, and cause him discomfort for a
    period of time. In the test we use a very small amount of different
    chemicals to see if there is a reaction on his skin, and in most cases
    there are no severe reactions, just indications on the test area." Dr.
    Giovanni said.

    "Are they going to give me another shot?" I asked.

    "No Scotty. The nurse is just going to give you a little scratch on
    your arm. No pain. Dr. Giovanni said.

    "Scotty McCormick. You ready for your allergy test?" the nurse ask as
    she came into the room.

    "I guess so." I said as I sat up in bed.

    The nurse took my arm and held it tight between her left arm and hip.
    She placed a finger into a tiny cup on the tray and took out a round
    thing with four metal points on it. Before I could react, she tapped
    the thing on my forearm and put it back in the tray. She did it with
    the three other things with points on them before she was done.

    "See that didn't hurt big guy. As soon as you are dressed you can go
    home Scotty." the nurse said, then she left the room.

    "You heard the boss Scotty. As soon as you get dressed, I want you out
    of here until tonight." Dr, Giovanni said, then he left the room.

    "Time to get you changed baby, then we'll go and get some breakfast."

    "Anywhere I want?"

    "Anywhere you want sweetheart."

    "The McDonald's in Australia"

    "As long as you buy."

    "A local McDonald's will do."

    My mommy took out a disposable changing pad, and put it under me. She
    took my plastic pants and diaper off of me. She wiped me down with a
    baby wipe, and then put a school diaper on me. My mom put some printed
    plastic pants on me, then a pair of Jordan shorts, and a tee shirt.

    "Mommy, is this what the doctor meant by a reaction?" I asked as I
    showed my mommy the huge red spot on my forearm.

    "It looks like a reaction to me. I'd better go and see if I can catch
    the doctor before he leaves." my mom said as she hurried out of my
    room.

    I climbed down off the bed, and put my sandals on, and then threw the
    wet diaper and changing pad into the trashcan.

    "Scotty, I hear you are having a allergic reaction already." Dr.
    Giovanni said as he entered the room.

    I showed him my forearm, and he compared it to the paper he took out of
    my file.

    "It looks like your highly allergic to Pedisure Scotty. Mrs. McCormick,
    I want you to stop using that product immediately. Substitute chocolate
    milk instead, and a multivitamin. I will set up an appointment for
    Monday so we can find out exactly what Scotty is reacting to. Also,
    keep an eye on him tonight but I think Scotty will not be having
    anymore nightmares. If he does, give me a call…Scotty, how do you feel
    right now?"

    "Okay, but the spot itches."

    "I'll see that the nurse puts some cream on the spot before you leave
    the hospital Scotty, but I want you to keep those papers with you for
    at least eight hours, understand?" Dr. Giovanni asked.

    "Yes."

    "Have a good day Scotty, and I'll see you Monday." Dr. Giovanni said,
    then he left the room.

    "My mommy put my things into my diaper bag, and as she finished, the
    nurse came in and put the cream on my arm, and it stopped itching
    immediately.

    "Here you go Scotty. If it starts itching again, just put a little
    cream on it." the nurse said as she handed me the tube of cream.

    It felt great to be back outside of the hospital on that hot summer
    morning. I climbed into my car seat in my mommy's new car, and she
    strapped me into it.

    "Baby, do you want to tell me about the bad dream you had last night?"
    my mommy asked as we left the hospital parking lot.

    "It was about Cathy. I dreamed she fell from the balcony and landed on
    the ground in front of me. She didn't move at all."

    "No wonder you were scared last night sweetheart. I know I would have
    been scared too."

    "Cathy is okay…isn't she?"

    "Yes baby. She's at her apartment with Ricky. Is it okay with you if I
    go to Marshall Field with you guys, and see what Bill is doing?"

    "You really going to come with us mommy?"

    "If you don't mind."

    "SURE mommy!"

    We stopped at McDonalds and had breakfast, and then we went home. When
    we pulled into our parking spot, I saw Cathy's car was in her parking
    place. As we walked towards our apartment, I stopped at the spot that I
    saw in my nightmare, and shivered for a moment. My mommy was about to
    open our front door when it suddenly opened. I looked up, and Cathy was
    standing there. I jumped up into her arms and held onto her.

    "What's this Scotty?" Cathy asked as she held me tightly against her

    "I'll tell you later Cathy." my mom answered.

    As long as I held onto her, I knew she would be safe with me I thought.

    "Cathy, have you and Ricky eaten breakfast yet?"

    "Yes we have. Ricky eats first, then he wakes up. He likes to do things
    backwards." Cathy said.

    "Do not." Ricky said.

    "Do to."

    "Okay kids, no arguing. Scotty, you and Ricky watch TV while Cathy and
    I have a cup of coffee, then we will go to Marshall Field."

    "Am I going to class today?"

    "Not today. The doctor wants you to take it easy today after what
    happened last night baby."

    Ricky and I sat down on the couch, and watched the cartoon channel. My
    mom and Cathy talked at the kitchen table for awhile. Then Cathy came
    into the living room, and sat down beside me.

    "I'm sorry Scotty. I didn't know you were allergic to the Pedisure.
    Will you forgive me?"

    "It wasn't your fault Cathy. I liked the taste anyway."

    Cathy reached over and gave me a light hug and a kiss.

    "Did my mom tell you about the nightmare Cathy?"

    "Yes she did Scotty."

    "Promise me you will stay away from the upstairs railing Cathy."

    "I will Scotty, I promise."

    Cathy went back to the kitchen table to talk to my mommy some more, and
    finish her coffee.

    "You animals ready to go?" Cathy asked as she picked up her handbag.

    Ricky and I jumped to our feet, then ran over to the door.

    "No Cathy, they are not interested in going." my mom said joking

    When we got to the S.U.V., Cathy buckled Ricky into his car seat while
    my mommy buckled me into mine. Ricky and I talked about the commercial
    Bill was going to tape, and Cathy and my mommy talked about the collage
    Cathy wanted to go to. When we got to Marshall Field, the guys were
    playing a game, and they were all wearing their new uniforms. The
    bleachers were full of parents and kids watching the game, and there
    were video cameras taping the game.

    "Is Bill taping the commercial today Cathy?" I asked.

    "No Scotty. Bill just wants some extra shots incase he doesn't get the
    shots he likes tomorrow."

    Cathy unbuckled my car seat harness while Ricky unfastened his, then we
    got out of the S.U.V. and ran over to the backstop to watch the game.
    The Panthers were up at bat, and the Rangers were outfield. I looked at
    the Panther's dugout, but I didn't see Chris there. I looked over at
    the swings, and I saw Justin sitting there watching the game.

    "Cathy, can I go over and talk to Justin?"

    "As long as you take loud mouth with you, and you stay there so I know
    where you are Scotty."

    Ricky and I ran over to the swings, and sat down.

    "Justin, have you seen Chris today?" I asked.

    "Yeah, I think he just went to the bathroom." Justin said.

    I got up off the swing, and was about to run over to the restroom when
    I remembered the swat on my butt Cathy gave me the other day. Just
    then, Chris came out of the restroom.

    "Chris!" I yelled.

    Chris looked over in my direction, then ran over to us.

    "Scotty, Marcos talked for the first time last night since he's been at
    the home."

    "What did he say Chris?"

    "He wanted to know your name, and I told him it was snotty."

    "No you didn't." I said as I hit him lightly in the arm.

    "Naw, but he really liked the fire truck you gave him. He didn't say
    much after that, he just played with the truck"

    "I knew he would like the truck…Chris, did you get into line…for, you
    know what."

    "Scotty, do you mean did I let my house mom put a diaper on me for
    bedtime?"

    "Yeah." I said as I glanced at Justin.

    "Yeah. I waited for all the other guys to line up, then I got at the
    end of the line behind Bobby. I wasn't going to, but I just decided to
    get it over with."

    "You have to hit anyone last night when they teased you?"

    "Tommy was about to say something, but I told him to shut up or else.
    The other guys in line made some sounds, but when they saw my face,
    they shut up too."

    "Did you pop a boner when Mrs. Cutter diapered you Chris?"

    "A little one, but not as big as the one I had in front of Cathy."

    "What's a boner?" Ricky asked.

    Chris and I looked at each other before I said, "It's when your penis
    gets stiff and hard Ricky."

    "Mine does that all the time when I get my diaper changed." Ricky said.

    "Mine too." Justin said.

    "Hey Chris. Your up next." some kid yelled near the dugout.

    "See you in a while Scotty." Chris said, then he jogged over towards
    the dugout.

    "How old are you Justin?" I asked as I sat back down on the swing.

    "Twelve, almost thirteen."

    "I have a friend name Matt. He's fourteen years old and he likes to
    wear diapers too even though he doesn't need them."

    "I like wearing them too." Justin said bashfully.

    "You don't need them, do you?"

    "Naw, I just like the way they feel on me."

    "Then you don't wet the bed either?"

    "No, I just like to wear them around the house when my parents aren't
    home. Do you ever play with yourself when you wear a diaper Scotty?"
    Justin asked.

    "Huh?"

    "Oh, never mind." Justin said

    "Are you wearing a diaper now Justin?"

    "Yeah, I wanted to know what they felt like out in public."

    "What kind of diapers do you use to wear?"

    "A kid next door to me wears Pampers at night because he wets his bed.
    I get some from him once in a while. I like to wear them, but they are
    too small for me."

    "What about the Jordan diapers Chris gave you yesterday. Are they big
    enough for you?"

    "Yeah. I'm wearing one of the sport diapers now."

    "I like the school diaper best, even better then Pampers." Ricky said.

    "I thought you liked Luvs diapers better Ricky?"

    "Use to, now I like your school diapers best." Ricky said

    "Scotty how long have you been working for Jordan ?"

    "Almost two weeks now. The first commercial I did for them was at the
    beach. I had to wear sun suits, and swim diapers."

    "They make swim diapers like little swimmers?"

    "They make reuseable swim diapers. Pull on, and ones that are put on
    like a regular diaper."

    "You had to wear a swim diaper at the beach? Weren't you embarrassed
    Scotty?"

    "No, most everyone thought I was about eight years old. When me and my
    mom got into line to get something to eat, there were some guys in
    front of us, older then me, and a kid about Ricky's age, and they were
    talking about the swim diaper I was wearing. When they got their food
    they walked past me and didn't say a word. The biggest boy stopped and
    looked at my swim diaper, and when he was about leave, I told him that
    Jordan made swim diapers in his size too."

    "What did he say?"

    "Nothing. He turned a little red, and then he ran to catch up to the
    other guys."

    "Do you like to wear swim diapers Scotty?"

    "Yeah. They feel just like my racer swimsuit."

    "What's a racer?"

    "It's just like a Speedo, but it's made by someone else."

    "I like wearing the swim diaper Scotty gave me. It's better then my
    trunks." Ricky said.

    "I wish I had one of those I could wear." Justin said.

    "What are you guys talking about?" Cathy asked as she walked up.

    "Oh, a bunch of nothing." I answered.

    "Scotty, Bill has something he wants to show you in the trailer."

    "Can I see it too?" Ricky asked.

    "I guess so loud mouth. Your in it too." Cathy said.

    Ricky and I said goodbye to Justin, and then ran over to the trailer. I
    knocked on the door hard, and Bill told us to come in. Cathy closed the
    door as Ricky and I sat down at the table across from Bill.

    "What do you guys want?" Bill asked as he looked at Ricky and me.

    "Cathy said you had something you wanted to show us Bill."

    "I don't know if I wanna show it to you." Bill said.

    Ricky and I looked at each other, and we knew Bill was teasing us.

    "You better show them Bill. I know that look my brother has on his
    face, and it means trouble." Cathy said.

    "Okay you guys, just don't kill me." Bill said as he took a book out
    from under the table and placed it face down in front of me and Ricky.

    "Is this the new Jordan catalog?" I asked.

    "Yes it is Scotty, turn it over."

    I turned it over slowly to reveal a picture of me, Ricky, Kyle, and
    Matt wearing his gorilla Halloween mask at my birthday party, and all
    we were wearing were the Jordan school diapers, and we were clowning
    around in the picture.

    "That's me, that's me." Ricky said as he pointed to the picture.

    I looked at the words on the front of the catalog: 'Jordan Enterprises'
    'Special Undergarments, Clothing, and Necessities for that Special
    Needs Child'

    I turned to the first page, and there I was, standing there like a pro
    wrestler wearing a Jordan printed sport diaper, and my name was
    underneath it, Scotty, Shawn McCormick, in little letters. I looked
    across to the other side, and it was the table of contents. I turned to
    the next page, and more listings were there. I continued until I got to
    the start of the catalog, and the start was the Jordan story. They had
    the sun suit I'd worn, shown in the catalog, and the snap shirts I
    have, and swim diapers, plastic pants, twelve pages of plastic pants,
    all styles, colors, and prints. They even had a picture of me in the
    Jordan car seat, asleep.

    "When did you take this picture Bill?"

    "On the way home from the beach. You looked so contented sleeping there
    in the car seat, wearing only the diaper Scotty. I knew I had a winner
    when I got that picture."

    There were pictures of the pants and shorts I've worn. There were
    pictures of pajamas, socks, shoes, bibs and jackets. As I got towards
    the end, they had potty seats, chairs, bedding, feeding utensils,
    safety pins, diaper pails, wash cloths, towels, bed railings, and
    changing pads.

    They had everything!

    "I didn't know Jordan made all of these things Bill."

    "They make most of the items Scotty, but they do import things like the
    diaper pails, and the sheet sets." Bill said.

    "There is over two hundred pages in the catalog." I said.

    "The way Jordan is going Scotty, I think the next printing of the
    catalog will be over three hundred pages."

    When I got to the last page, there was a picture of me and Ricky
    sleeping on the couch together in our Jordan school diaper. My arm was
    over Ricky, like I was protecting him from something. Ricky looked at
    the picture, and he didn't say a word as he looked it over carefully.

    "How do you like it Scotty?"

    "I like it Bill!" I said as I got up and went over to him and gave him
    a hug, and he hugged me back.

    "I got your picture in that catalog over one hundred times Scotty.
    Remember the picture your mom took out at the pool. It's the picture I
    used for the Velcro tie back swim diaper." Bill said as he showed me
    the picture.

    In the picture, water was streaming down off of me when I was in the
    air over the pool after Bill had tossed me towards Cathy. I had a
    scared look on my face, and you could see the swim diaper I was
    wearing, the one that closed in the rear instead of the front.

    "The reason I looked scared in that picture Bill, I thought Cathy was
    not going to catch me. You know girls can't hit or catch very well."

    I felt my butt get warm quickly, and turned to see Cathy standing
    behind me.

    "Told you Scotty, Cathy hits hard." Ricky said.

    "I may not catch very well, but I know how and where to hit Scotty."
    Cathy said teasingly, then she started tickling me.

    END OF CHAPTER 17

`Chapter 18 CHRIS MAKES A DECISION`