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

    Chapter 25 OVERNIGHTER AT ROGER'S

    Chris tried everything to get away from Bill.

    "Chris, are you going to say uncle?" Bill asked.

    "Sure uncle Billy."

    Another round of attacks started on Chris's ticklish spots until he
    finally yelled uncle.

    "Okay have you two boys had your fun yet?" Cathy asked.

    "I don't think I'll be having any more trouble with Chris." Bill said
    as he got up off of Chris.

    "Bill?"

    "YES SCOTTY?" Bill said as he came towards me.

    "May we please go and take my allergy test now…sir?"

    "I guess so Scotty."

    I knew when Bill was in this mood, no ribs or other ticklish spots were
    safe from him.

    "How are we going to do this Bill? Cathy asked.

    "How about if Chris and I meet you back at the apartment Cathy. Jeanne
    will be home in awhile, and we have to get Chris back by seven."

    "Okay Bill. We'll see you there." Cathy said as she cleaned Ricky's
    face with a baby wipe.

    I looked towards the swings, and the three boys were gone. Cathy wiped
    my hands, stomach, and face with a baby wipe before she put the tank
    tops back on Ricky and me. Cathy and I gathered our things up and then
    we walked to the S.U.V. When Cathy fastened the car seat harness on
    Ricky, I knew it was naptime for him. On the way to the hospital, I
    fell asleep in my car seat.

    "Okay you guys, we are here." Cathy said as she unbuckled our car seat
    harnesses.

    I climbed out of the S.U.V. with Ricky, and then Cathy picked him up
    and carried him into the hospital. We checked in at the front desk and
    were told to go to the second floor and check in at the nursing
    station.

    As the door of the elevator opened up on the second floor, "Hi Scotty.
    Are you here for your allergy test?"

    I looked up, and it was the nurse that had taken me to the sleep study
    room the last time I was here.

    "Yeah, my mom had to work so Cathy brought me."

    "Dr. Giovanni is making his rounds now, let me take you to the head
    nurse and she will get you taken care of Scotty." the nurse said as she
    led us over to the nurse's station.

    "Have you had any nightmares since last Thursday night Scotty?"

    "Nope."

    "That's good…Marlene, Scotty is here for his allergy test. Will you
    please find Dr. Giovanni and let him know. Scotty will be in
    examination room one."

    The nurse took us to the examination room and helped me get up onto the
    examination table.

    "Thanks Sandy." Cathy said as she sat Ricky down in the chair.

    When Sandy left, I said, "Cathy, I couldn't remember her name."

    "You were scared the last time you were here Scotty."

    "But I didn't even see her name on her uniform until you called her
    Sandy."

    "What were you doing Scotty, checking out her legs instead?"

    "No, I just wasn't paying attention I guess."

    "Either of you guys need a diaper change?"

    "No, why, Cathy?"

    "I wish Jordan had a diaper dispenser like the one over here."

    "Why, you would just have to fill it up each day Cathy…Do they have my
    size over there?"

    "They have one marked naughty kids. I guess that means you, Scotty."
    Cathy said teasingly.

    "Bet you they are not Jordan diapers."

    "No they look something like the Pampers diapers I used on you and
    Ricky, and it looks like they are for older kids."

    "Bed wetters Cathy?"

    "That and most of the kids that come in to the hospital are scared like
    you were Scotty, and they have accidents."

    "Easier to change a diaper instead of the sheets."

    "Hi Scotty. Finally here for your allergy test."

    "Yeah."

    "Yeah, is that all you can say yeah?"

    "I can say yes too."

    "Want a shot in your butt Scotty?"

    "No way!" I said as I hopped off the table.

    "I knew I could get more then yeah and yes out of you kid."

    "But you are not going to give me a shot."

    "Hey more new words out of the kid."

    "Better not tempt him doctor or you may not be able to shut him up."
    Cathy said.

    "Have you had any more bad dreams Scotty since you stopped using
    Pedisure?"

    "I had a dream I was dating Cathy and wanted to marry her but she
    turned me down. That was a bad dream."

    "Cathy, you turned Scotty down?" Dr. Giovanni asked as he looked
    through my file.

    "I have been turning Scotty down since the first day I met him."

    "Cathy, he will probably end up making more money then you and me put
    together when he grows up."

    "He already makes more money the my brothers and myself put together."

    "Does Scotty sell lemonade and have a good corner?"

    "No, he works for Jordan Enterprises making one hundred grand a year
    now."

    Dr. Giovanni stopped reading my file and looked at Cathy and then at
    me.

    "Scotty, compadre."

    "Sorry doc, all my cash is tied up."

    "Stocks, bonds?" Dr. Giovanni asked.

    "No, my mommy."

    "What do you do for Jordan Enterprises Scotty?"

    "I make commercials for Jordan and push their products. You know those
    diapers you guys use aren't half as good as the Jordan's school
    diapers, and if you want super protection, you should be using the
    super duper diaper. It holds a lot more then the Pampers Cruisers, and
    the super diaper is made of cloth, and it helps the environment too."

    "Told you doc, once you get him started, it's hard to turn him off."

    "Jordan makes swim diapers too, and car seats that are good for kids
    over one hundred pounds. They also make shirts, pants, and shorts…"

    "Cathy, does he bite?"

    "No Scotty has not bitten anyone yet that I know of."

    Dr. Giovanni clamped his hand over my mouth as he said, "Silence is
    golden."

    "You can check out Jordan Enterprises on the net." I said as Dr.
    Giovanni took his hand away from my mouth.

    "Okay Scotty, back up on the table."

    Dr Giovanni helped me back up onto the table, and then he continued
    reading the file on me.

    "When was the last time you had a physical Scotty?"

    "When I was about eight."

    "When was the last time you had an MRI on your bladder Scotty?"

    "When I was eight."

    "You are overdue for a MRI to check your sphincter muscle and make sure
    that the growth…"

    "Doctor, I think you should talk to Scotty's mother about that." Cathy
    said.

    "What's he talking about Cathy?"

    "Scotty, your mom told me why you have wetting accidents."

    "How come Cathy?"

    "You have a small growth on your sphincter muscle and it won't allow
    the muscle to contract all the way like it should."

    "Is it cancer?"

    "No Scotty. The MRI and the biopsy you had when you were eight years
    old confirmed that it wasn't cancerous."

    "Why didn't they take it out back then?"

    "You were too young and they wanted to wait until you were older."

    "I'm older know."

    "But you still have to wait until you grow bigger. The last thing they
    want is the growth to reappear after it is removed."

    "Isn't that what cancer does?"

    "Yes but the biopsy showed that it wasn't cancer. Scotty, did you ever
    have a mole removed?"

    "No but Matt did."

    "Did his mole grow back?"

    "Yeah, a few months later."

    "That is what they don't want to happen to you. Each time they take the
    growth out, they need to take out a little bit of the sphincter muscle
    out too. They want a big muscle to work on, not the little one you have
    now."

    "Why didn't my mom tell me? She said I would stop wetting when I got
    older."

    "She was right, but she didn't tell you the whole story Scotty. Would
    you have understood what she was talking about if she had told you the
    reason why you still wet when you were eight years old?"

    I looked at Ricky sleeping in the chair and thought back to when I was
    eight years old, and the most important things to me back then were
    cartoons, getting out of school, and holidays.

    "I guess you're right Cathy."

    "Don't tell me Cathy, you're studying to be a doctor?" Dr. Giovanni
    asked.

    "A pediatrician."

    "I should have figured that Cathy. Is there anyway I can get a hold of
    Scotty's mother, since he's here, it would be a good time for a
    physical and set up an MRI."

    "Let me call her and find out doc."

    "A physical means shots don't it?"

    "Just a little blood test Scotty. You're eleven years old and I know
    you can handle it now, besides you handled the shot in your rear pretty
    good the other night."

    "You didn't give me a chance to fight it." I said as I rubbed my rear.

    "Dr. Giovanni, I couldn't get a hold of Scotty's mother. I will have
    her give you a call tomorrow."

    "Okay Cathy. I was hoping I was going to see some blood today." Dr
    Giovanni said as he hovered over me like Dracula.

    "Not from me Sam."

    A nurse walked in with a tray, and when I saw the little cups on it, I
    knew it was my allergy test.

    "Are you ready Scotty?" Dr. Giovanni asked as he reached for a black
    marker.

    "Yeah, I guess so."

    "Scotty, I want to see you in about twenty four hours. Keep an eye on
    each of these test areas and circle any reactions you have." Dr.
    Giovanni said as he made little circles on my arm.

    Dr. Giovanni took the little disks from the tray and tapped them on my
    arm.

    "Same thing as the last time Scotty, here are some papers I want you to
    keep with you for the next twenty four hours in case you have a severe
    reaction. Cathy, if he does have a severe reaction, take him to the
    hospital immediately."

    "I think I can break him out of Rogers boys' home, doc." Cathy said as
    she put the papers into her handbag.

    "I thought Scotty was living at home Cathy."

    "He is doctor. A friend of his has invited to him a sleepover tonight."

    "What is your friends name Scotty? Maybe he was a patient of mine."

    "Chris Phillips. He's fourteen years old."

    'I don't think I know him. Anyone else you know over there Scotty?"

    "I don't know anyone else…Marcos. Do you know a kid named Marcos? He's
    seven years old and he wears leg braces."

    "Maybe Scotty. Leg braces that are attached to a belt around his waist,
    and he has big brown eyes, lives in house number three?"

    "That's Marcos. He sleeps in the same room as Chris."

    "I remember him know. I gave him a physical…about a week after he was
    placed into Roger's boys home. When he was in here, I couldn't get a
    word out of him, even when I gave him an immunization shot."

    "According to Chris, you can't shut him up now." Cathy said.

    "Oh that's great."

    "You can blame that on Scotty."

    "Scotty, how did get Marcos to talk?"

    "Scotty gave him a toy truck."

    "Fire engine." I said.

    "A toy fire truck got Marcos talking?… I'll have to try that on some of
    my other patients."

    "Can I go now?" I asked.

    "You're free to go Scotty. I want to see you here tomorrow and I would
    like to give you a physical examination if I can get your mother's
    approval."

    "Is there anyway I can have her call you tonight Dr. Giovanni?"

    "On the paper I gave you for Scotty, it lists an emergency number I can
    be reached at twenty four seven. Have his mother call me tonight before
    nine."

    "You guys really want my BLOOD, don't you?" I asked.

    "BLOOD, BLOOD, I want your BLOOD." Dr. Giovanni said as he hovered over
    me again.

    "Cathy, let's make a run for it. I don't have THAT MUCH BLOOD."

    "We'll see you tomorrow Dr. Giovanni." Cathy said as she picked up
    Ricky.

    "Where we going Cathy?" Ricky asked as he woke up.

    "We are going back to the apartment Ricky. I need to pick up some
    clothes for you and Scotty to wear over at Roger's boys' home."

    As we drove back to the apartment, Ricky asked, "Cathy, can we go
    swimming when we get home?"

    "You went swimming for over three hours Ricky, and you want to swim
    some more!" Cathy said as she parked the S.U.V.

    "Yup."

    "Cathy, how about if you fill the tub with water and let Ricky swim in
    there instead?" I said as Cathy unfastened our car seat harnesses.

    "Two laps and then we would have a beached porpoise Scotty. I don't
    want to keep putting him back in the water."

    "We can tie a barrel to his tail to slow him down." I said as I got out
    of the S.U.V.

    "Scotty, why don't we just tie a fishing boat to his tail?"

    "We don't have one that big."

    "Do you really want to go swimming Ricky, or are you just hot?"

    "Hot."

    Cathy reached down and felt Ricky's forehead, and said, "I guess you
    are just hot Ricky, you don't have a fever."

    As we passed by Bill's apartment, I looked up and saw his drapes were
    open.

    "Cathy, I'm going to run up and tell Bill we are home."

    "Then I want you right down Scotty." Cathy said as she walked towards
    the apartment.

    I climbed the stairs, and when I approached Bill's door, I could hear
    Chris laughing.

    "Bill, we're home." I said as I tried to look thru the screen door.

    "Come in Scotty. We were just looking at some pictures I took of you
    and Ricky at Growers beach." Bill said as he opened the screen door.

    I walked over to Chris and saw the picture he was looking at. It was a
    rear view of Ricky and me on the beach, bent over with our butts
    sticking up in the air.

    "Is this what you guys were laughing at?"

    "No Scotty. It was the last few pictures we looked at." Bill said as he
    clicked onto another picture.

    "It was a picture of me with my hands around Ricky's throat, and he had
    his hands around my throat, and all we were wearing were sport diapers.

    "Look at your tongue and eyes, Scotty."

    I looked at my eyes, and they were crossed, and my tongue was sticking
    out the side of my mouth.

    "You take all these pictures Bill?" I asked as I clicked onto another
    picture.

    "Yes. I was trying to take them when you and Ricky didn't expect it."

    "I just came up to let you know we were home." I said as I headed out
    the door.

    When I went into my apartment, I ran over to the answering machine and
    hit the play button.

    "Hi baby. I hope you have a good time at the Y this morning. I miss you
    and love you very much. I'll see you tonight after six. Bye."

    I played the massage a few more times before I erased it. I sat down at
    the table and looked out the window daydreaming, wondering what it
    would be like to come home from school, and my mommy would be there
    waiting for me. As I sat there, I heard the water running into the
    bathtub.

    "Scotty, are you home yet?" Cathy yelled from the bathroom.

    I walked to the bathroom and leaned against the door jam and watched
    Cathy splash water at Ricky in the tub. I watched Ricky and Cathy for
    awhile before I went to my room and laid down on my bed. I lay there
    wondering how my life might have been if my mommy hadn't had a
    miscarriage. My little brother or sister would have been about Ricky's
    age now, but then he or she would also be the same size as me too. What
    would it be like to have a younger sister or brother that could beat me
    up I wondered.

    "Scotty, when did you get here? I thought you were still up at Bill's
    apartment when you didn't answer." Cathy said from my doorway.

    "I just got here a few minutes ago."

    "Want to cool off and watch Ricky for a few minutes for me?"

    "You just want to get me into the tub so you can give me a bath."

    "How did you know Scotty? I also want to give you a swimming lesson
    while your in there too." Cathy said as she attacked my ribs with her
    fingers.

    "I GIVE UP! I'LL DO IT CATHY." I said as I tried to get away from her
    fingers.

    When we got to the bathroom, Cathy undressed me, and as I got into the
    water, it wasn't hot but cool water. I sat down beside Ricky, and we
    started splashing each other.

    "You guys better keep most of the water in the tub, or you get to scrub
    the bathroom floor after you get out." Cathy said, then she went to my
    bedroom.

    Ricky and me played with the little boats, pushing them towards each
    other trying to crash them. The boats slowly sank to the bottom of the
    tub after a few depth charges, and we started all over again.

    "Anyone home?" Bill yelled from the living room.

    "I'm in Scotty's room Bill."

    "Is the little dude in there with you Cathy?" Chris asked as he walked
    by the bathroom.

    "No Chris. He's in the bathtub with Ricky."

    "What's he doing in there?"

    "Another swimming lesson."

    "We're not allowed to go swimming without adult supervision." I yelled
    from the bathroom.

    "Want me to drown them Cathy?" Chris asked as he came into the
    bathroom.

    "Not until fall Chris. I still need some money from babysitting for
    college."

    "What are you guys doing?" Chris asked as he sat down on the edge of
    the tub.

    "I'm studying shipwrecks and Ricky is causing them." I said as Ricky's
    hand came down and a splash of water went up and got Chris wet.

    Chris got up quickly, then slipped on the wet floor, and landed on his
    rear.

    "You okay Chris?" I asked as I got up.

    "Yeah but I'm all soaked." Chris said as he got up slowly.

    "Cathy, Chris is wet."

    Cathy came to the bathroom, and when she saw Chris, she said, "Chris,
    when you wet your pants, you are supposed to wet them from the inside
    out not the outside in."

    Chris stood there with a sheepish grin, and then Cathy took his shirt
    off him.

    "Drop your pants Chris and I'll hang them outside to dry."

    Chris stepped out of his shoes and took his pants off and then handed
    them to Cathy.

    "Cathy, you know my allergy test I took? I think I'm allergic to
    something." I said as I stood up and showed her my arm.

    Cathy reached down and took the marking pen out of my shorts on the
    floor and circled the red bump on my arm. She checked out the other
    areas on my arm and didn't see any more red bumps. Cathy picked up
    Chris's clothes and left the bathroom.

    "Still dry Chris?" I asked as Cathy left.

    "I went when I got to Bill's apartment."

    "Why don't you get into the bathtub with us? It's cool water Chris."

    Chris splashed Ricky as he thought about the idea, then he stood up and
    took off his all-in-one diaper. Ricky moved down to my end of the tub
    between my legs so Chris could get in.

    "Cathy, I'm going swimming with Ricky and Scotty." Chris said as he got
    into the tub and sat down.

    "What do you mean Chris?" Cathy yelled as she ran into the bathroom.

    "I just wanted to get wet Cathy."

    "For a moment I thought you were talking about the pool Chris." Cathy
    said.

    "No, I just thought I would cool off like Ricky and Scotty." Chris said
    as he poured a handful of water over his head.

    "We'll make room if you want to get in too Cathy." I said as I winked
    at her and pulled Ricky closer to me.

    "Yeah, me and three tykes in a tub." Cathy said as she left.

    Chris, Ricky and I played with the little boats for awhile before we
    started splashing each other.

    "You guys ready to get out?" Bill asked as he walked into the bathroom.

    "Nope." Ricky said.

    "Ricky, want to eat dinner?" I asked.

    "Yup!" Ricky said as he jumped out of the tub.

    Bill dried Ricky off, and then sent him to my bedroom to get dressed.

    "Okay Scotty, your next."

    I got out and let Bill dry me off, then I put the potty seat on the
    toilet and Bill sat me up on it. When Chris got out of the tub, I
    expected Bill to hand the towel to Chris and let him dry himself off,
    but Bill dried him off, and it looked like Chris didn't mind it while
    he stood there.

    "Chris, as soon as Scotty is done, will you help him off?" Bill asked
    as he hung up the towel.

    "Yeah."

    When Bill was gone, I said to Chris, "You let Bill dry you off. How
    come?"

    "I don't know, why."

    "Do you like Bill?"

    "Yeah. he's the kind of dad I wish I had. He's fun to be around and
    he's a goof-off."

    "I'm still wondering why you won't let Bill be your foster dad. I know
    most of the guys at Roger's boys home would go for it Chris."

    "Yeah I know Scotty."

    "I think he would take you back there during the weekends to see the
    guys."

    "Yeah but I don't know what my mom would say about it."

    "When was the last time you heard from her?"

    "Awhile now."

    "What's keeping you guys?" Cathy yelled from my room.

    "Aw just talking." I yelled back.

    "I see that potty seat keeps you from falling in, huh Scotty?"

    "Who told you Chris?"

    "I'm not going to tell you Scotty." Chris said as he quickly left.

    "I'm going to find out Chris, tonight at the sleepover at Roger's."

    "Find out what Scotty?" Cathy asked as she came into the bathroom.

    "How he found out I got my butt stuck in the toilet seat. You tell him
    Cathy?"

    Cathy stood there thinking for a moment before she said, "No."

    It must have been Ricky I thought to myself.

    Cathy helped me off the potty seat and I wiped my rear, then I went
    into my room. Chris and Ricky had their diapers on and were sitting on
    my bed, and Bill was waiting for me with a school diaper in his hand. I
    looked back at Chris and Ricky, and when I saw a smile on their faces I
    knew I was dead meat.

    "What are you guys planning?" I asked as I backed up.

    "Where are you going Scotty?" Cathy asked as I backed into her.

    Cathy put her hands on my shoulders and steered me towards the dresser.

    "Okay guys, you can have all my money and toys, just don't hurt my wife
    or me." I said as I resisted Cathy.

    "I'm not your wife Scotty!"

    "Want to be?"

    Cathy looked me square in the eye as she lifted me up onto the dresser
    and shook her head no.

    "One last chance Cathy before I go to that happy hunting ground in the
    sky."

    "Sorry Scotty." Cathy said as she laid he down on the dresser.

    Bill fastened the safety strap across my stomach as I said. "Give it
    your best shot Bill. I have nothing to live for anymore."

    Bill raised my legs and slipped the diaper under my rear. He powered my
    rear, crotch, and front, and then pulled the diaper up between my legs
    and fastened the tapes to the front.

    "Get it over with Bill." I said as I closed my eyes.

    I heard the dresser drawer beneath me open slowly, and I heard Bill
    take something out, then I heard, "SURPRISE SCOTTY!"

    I opened my eyes slowly expecting to see the weapon they were going to
    use on me, instead I saw a yellow body shirt with 'Jordan's Kid'
    written on the front of it.

    "Where do you want it kid?" Bill asked in a mobster voice.

    "Where did you get it Bill?" I asked trying to get up.

    Bill unfastened the safety strap, and I sat up he handed me the body
    shirt and said, "Silvia made it for you Scotty. She heard that you
    didn't like stripes."

    I looked the body shirt over, ant there were three snaps in the crotch.

    "I like it Bill. Can I wear it tonight over at Roger's boys home?"

    "Sure Scotty…I want to show you something else." Bill said as he picked
    me up off the dresser and sat me down on the chair in front of my
    computer.

    "Are you going to show me some new pictures Bill?"

    "Move the mouse Scotty."

    I move the mouse a little, and the LCD screen came on and read,
    'WELCOME JORDANS KID, and as the background came up, it was a picture
    of me mooning the camera with my Jordan diaper down around my ankles.

    "Aw, I thought it was going to be a picture of my one and only future
    wife." I said as I looked over my shoulder at Cathy.

    Cathy shook her head no slowly.

    "Am I on the net yet?"

    "Yes Scotty, and guess what your e-mail is."

    "I sat there thinking and then I shook my head back and forth.

    "JORDANS KID dummy." Chris shouted.

    "I don't mind Jordan's kid, but I don't like dummy." I said teasingly.

    Chris smacked the back of my head lightly.

    Cathy got me onto the internet and entered jordan_enterprises and the
    Jordan site came up. Bill clicked on one link, and up came, 'Ask The
    Jordan Kid'. When Bill clicked on it, a new page opened, and there was
    a place where kids could ask me questions. I looked at Bill and asked,
    "More homework?"

    "Afraid so Scotty. Most of the questions will be answered by
    professionals, but you will be answering a few each day."

    I looked the site over for awhile before I signed off and sat there
    looking at my very own computer system.

    "Anyone ready for dinner?" Cathy asked.

    Ricky was in the kitchen in a second, and Cathy and Bill followed him.
    I turned the computer off and went into the kitchen with Chris.

    After we got our food, Ricky, Chris, and I went to the living room to
    eat and watch TV.

    "Chris, where are we going to sleep tonight?" I asked.

    "I don't know. Maybe one of you can sleep on the floor and there's a
    bed in room one that one of you guys can use."

    "I got the floor." Ricky and I said at the same time.

    "You can go and sleep at house number seven if you want Scotty. That's
    where they have the two and three year old kids."

    Ricky pointed at me and I pointed at him.

    I heard the key go into the front doorknob and I knew my mom was home.
    I put my plate on the coffee table and then ran to the front door. My
    mom opened the door, set her briefcase down, and then her arms were
    full of me.

    "Miss me baby?" my mom asked then she kissed me.

    "Yeah…Mommy, is it okay if I sleep over at Roger's boy's home tonight?
    Bill called them and they said it was okay."

    "I'll have to talk to Bill and find out more about it sweetheart. How
    did your allergy test go?"

    "I only had one reaction so far." I said as I showed her the red bump.

    "That's good baby. Now maybe we can find out what you are allergic to."
    my mom said as she carried me into the kitchen. Bill got up and gave my
    mom a kiss, and then pulled out a chair for her.

    "What is this I hear Bill. You are putting my child into a boys' home
    tonight."

    "Yes Jeanne. They won't keep him any longer then twenty-four hours. I
    guess they heard about Scotty's reputation and that scared them."

    I punched Bill in the arm as I said, "Bill wants me out of the way so
    he take you out mommy. He wants to take you to a expensive fancy
    restaurant and then to a movie, then he wants to take you out dancing,
    and then have a early morning breakfast."

    "Boy Scotty you sure know how to spend my money, and besides I have to
    go to the sleepover with you."

    "Oh, is little Billy going to be one of the wittle boys tonight?" my
    mom asked.

    Bill blushed then said, "I guess so. Mr. Waters invited me to stay the
    night in the faculty house tonight. I think they want me to make a
    donation to the home."

    "Bill, do you want your wallet?" I asked as I adjusted myself on my
    mommy's lap.

    Bill reached for his back pocket, and when he felt his wallet, he
    looked at me, as I said, "Just wanted to tell you were it was Bill."

    Bill reached over and took me off my mom's lap and put me over his
    knee.

    "How old did you say this kid was Jeanne? I want to give him a swat for
    each year"

    "Twenty I think." my mommy said.

    "No, he's eighty years old." Chris yelled from the living room.

    "No he's five hundred years old." Ricky yelled from the living room.

    I looked up at Cathy and said, "See Cathy I'm older then you thought.
    Want to marry me?"

    "AW!…I think Ricky is right. Five hundred swats should be right, and
    pull his diaper down first Bill."

    "CATHY!…You would let a stranger spank me your true and only lover?"

    "Bill is no stranger Scotty."

    "No stranger then me?"

    "No one is stranger then you Scotty." Chris yelled from the living
    room.

    "When we get to Roger's boys home, I'm gonna get Marcos to beat you up
    Chris."

    Bill started spanking me very lightly as I yelled, "Mommy, mommy, Billy
    is beating my butt."

    I managed to slide off of Bill's knee and then I ran into the living
    room and hid behind Chris.

    "Don't hide behind me little dude."

    "Okay Ricky and Scotty, we better get you two dressed."

    "What about Chris? Is he just going to wear a diaper?" I asked.

    "No his pants are outside on the pool fence. They should be dry by
    now." Cathy said

    "Come on Chris. I'll race you." I said as I ran to the front door.

    "Not gonna get me again little dude. If you want to get them go ahead."

    "Boy your no fun Chris." I said as I followed Ricky to my room.

    After Cathy got Chris's clothes for him, she came into my bedroom and
    said, "You guys are going to wear your shortalls tonight, that way they
    will know you guys are together." Cathy said as she held the shortall
    down for Ricky.

    Ricky stepped into the shortall and Cathy pulled it up, and the pulled
    up the zipper. Cathy held my shortall down for me and I stepped into it
    and then she pulled it up and then pulled up the zipper.

    "I got a diaper bag ready for you two, and I want you be on your best
    behavior while you are at Roger's boys home. Do what they tell you to
    do and don't argue, understand?"

    "Okay." Ricky and I said together.

    Cathy gave us a hug and then we went out to the living room. Bill was
    picking up the plates on the kitchen table and my mom was washing them,
    and Chris was watching TV.

    "Bill, you better get going." Cathy said as she went into the kitchen.

    "Yeah we are running late."

    "You take good care of my babies Bill." my mom said as she came into
    the living room.

    I ran over to my mommy as she knelt down and gave her a big hug and
    kiss, and Ricky followed me. My mom got up and went over to Chris,
    hugged him and gave him a kiss on his cheek, and he hugged her back.

    My mom waved to us as we left.

    END OF CHAPTER 25

`Chapter 26 OVERNIGHTER AT ROGER'S BOYS' HOME`