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

    Chapter 27 SCOTTY GIVES SOME KIDS A PIECE OF HIS MIND

    As we walked to the dining hall, I could smell the spaghetti they were
    serving for lunch.

    "Chris, what else are they going to have with the spaghetti?"

    "They usually have salad, and bread."

    "What time do you guys eat dinner?"

    "At five-thirty."

    "Hey sport, ready to leave after lunch?" Bill asked as he walked up to
    us.

    "No I want to stay here."

    Chris looked at me as he said, "Why do you want to stay here Scotty?"

    "I haven't had enough time to bug you yet Chris." I said as I pushed
    Chris.

    "I know where you live little dude."

    "Good then you can come over anytime you want Chris."

    Marcos started to stumble and Chris caught him before he could hit the
    ground.

    "See Bill, Chris is too good for the Dodgers. He can catch
    anything…even Marcos." I said as I helped Chris.

    "Thanks Chris." Marcos said as he looked up at him.

    "Good thing Chris was there." Bill said as we went into the dining
    hall.

    We lined up behind the other boys who were waiting in line to be served
    lunch while Chris walked Marcos over to the table.

    I took Bill's hand and led him away from the line as I said, "Bill, I
    watched Chris around the other guys and there is no way he will come
    and live with you as a foster kid. He treats all the guys in his house
    like they were his little brothers. Even Marcos would really miss him
    if he went to live with you Bill."

    "That's what Ron said last night while we were playing poker. He said
    Mrs. Cutter relies on him for everything like helping with Marcos and
    keeping the house clean."

    "What are you guys talking about?" Chris asked as he walked up to us.

    "Ah…I was asking Bill what time we had to be at the hospital, that's
    all Chris."

    "If you want to eat, you better get into the line."

    We followed Chris back to the lunch line and got our lunch. Bill went
    to eat with the other counselors and I followed Chris back to his
    table. Mrs. Cutter poured fruit drink for us and when I looked at the
    other tables, there was not a single glass of milk on any of the
    tables. When we finished eating lunch, Ricky, Marcos, Chris, and I
    headed back to Chris's house.

    "Chris, when are you going to stay with Bill?"

    "Maybe next weekend If Mr. Waters will let me. Is Ricky going to stay
    with you this week Scotty?"

    "I don't know Chris. I think Cathy wants to get Ricky back to day camp
    this week and I don't know what Bill has planned for me this week. What
    are you going to do for the rest of this week Chris?"

    "Same things I guess, swimming and maybe a little baseball."

    "Scotty, Ricky, ready to go home?" Bill yelled at us from the dining
    hall door.

    "Yeah, I guess so Bill." I yelled back.

    I looked at Marcos, and he had those same sad brown eyes that I saw the
    first day I met him.

    "Can't you stay Scotty?" Marcos asked.

    "No Marcos, I got to go and see the doctor at the hospital so he can
    tell me what I'm allergic to but I'll be back to see you."

    Marcos spread his arms and I knew he wanted a hug. As I hugged him, I
    said, "This is the kind of little brother I like, one that is smaller
    then me."

    When we got up to Chris's bedroom, I opened my backpack and poured out
    all the school diapers onto Marcos's bed and said, "You can have these
    Marcos. Chris will have to put them on you so he can get some diapering
    practice in so he will know how to put one on himself if he needs to."

    I saw the tears well up in Marcos's eyes as I put the backpack on. I
    hugged Marcos again before Ricky and I headed downstairs. Marcos and
    Chris followed us down to the front door where Mrs. Cutter and Bill
    were waiting for us.

    "Bill, my mom said I could have a pet. Think she would mind if I
    brought Marcos home with me? He's almost housebroke like me and he
    hardly eats anything and he listens to what you tell him and he could
    sleep in the same bed as me and I'll give him a bath every day and I
    can walk him to school and help him with his home work and I'll look
    after him every day and teach…"

    "Hold on Scotty. Your mother never mentioned anything about a pet not
    alone a two footed one." Bill said as he put his hands on Marcos's
    shoulders.

    "I'll clean up after him and teach him how to swim and…"

    "You don't even know how to swim yet little dude." Chris said.

    "Oh, yeah, …but after I learn I'll teach him!"

    Marcos started giggling and then Mrs. Cutter started laughing as she
    said, "A pet like Marcos is a big responsibility Scotty. Taking care of
    Marcos is a twenty four hour a day job, besides I don't think Chris is
    ready to give him up yet."

    "Chris, if I promise to take good care of him can I take him home with
    me? I promise to be nice to him and teach him how to wrestle." I said
    as Bill draped me over his shoulder…again.

    As Bill carried me out, I continued, "And I'll let him eat my
    vegetables, even the ones I like, and I'll let him sit on my mom's lap
    when he wants too!" I said as Bill carried me to the S.U.V. followed by
    Ricky.

    As we got into our car seats, I looked back over at Marcos, and he had
    a` smile on his face, and I knew he was happy again.

    Bill buckled Ricky and me into our car seats, and as we left, I watched
    as Chris walked back into his house and closed the door.

    "Bill?"

    "What Scotty?"

    "Did you and that guy talk about Roger's boy's home last night while
    you were playing poker?"

    "You mean Ron?"

    "Yeah."

    "We talked about the home for awhile, why Scotty?"

    "I was just wondering why they don't get all the milk they want to
    drink, I mean at lunch today all they had was fruit drink, and at
    breakfast all we got half a glass of milk to drink. Even when my mom
    and me were poor, I always had enough milk to drink."

    Bill looked at me thru the rear view mirror, and I could tell by his
    eyes we were going to have a serious talk.

    "How about if we talk about that after we get home?"

    I looked into the rear view mirror and nodded my head.

    When we got to the hospital, Ricky and me raced each other to the front
    door, and I ran over to the elevator when Ricky didn't know which way
    to go.

    "Hold up you two. I need to check in first." Bill said as he walked up
    to the front desk.

    "And who did Scotty bring with him today?" the nurse asked Bill.

    "My name is Bill Stiles and I was supposed to bring Scotty in this
    afternoon so Dr. Giovanni could check Scotty's allergy test."

    "And what relation are you to Scotty?"

    "I guess you could call me his caregiver for today."

    "Scotty knows the way, and remember Scotty, check in at the head nurses
    station first." the nurse said as she wrote my name down in her book.

    I pushed the button for the elevator, and the doors opened as Bill got
    there. I pressed the button for the second floor and as the elevator
    started going up, I felt weird. I looked down at the front of my
    shortall, and Bill noticed.

    "What's the matter Scotty?"

    "I think I had too much pool water to drink this morning Bill."

    "Are you wet already?" Bill asked as the elevator doors opened.

    I looked through the opened doors, and there was a lady standing there
    with a baby in her arms, and two small boys standing beside her with
    astonished looks on their faces.

    I looked up at Bill and slowly shook my head yes as we got off the
    elevator.

    "We'll get you changed Scotty as soon as we get back to the car."

    "Hi Scotty. Back to get your allergy test results?" nurse Marlene ask
    as we walked up.

    "Yup."

    "I like your shortalls Scotty. They look cute on you…Did you bring your
    brother with you today?"

    "He's my adopted little brother even though he's bigger then me."

    "This is Ricky, Scotty's imaginary adopted little brother, and my name
    is Bill Stiles. I'm Scotty's temporary caregiver for today."

    "Nice to meet you Mr. Stiles and Ricky…Scotty today Dr. Giovanni will
    be seeing you in room number two. Why don't you head that way and I'll
    be right there with your file...and no running Scotty." Marlene said
    when she saw my stance.

    Marlene followed us as we walked to the examination room.

    "What's the matter Scotty? You are walking kind of funny." Marlene said
    as we entered the room.

    "Scotty needs a change as soon as we get back to the car." Bill said as
    he picked me up and sat me down on the examination table.

    "I think we can get Scotty's diaper changed before Dr. Giovanni gets
    here. He was in the other ward when I saw him last and that usually
    means he wont be here for ten minutes." Marlene said as she raised my
    feet and set them up on the examination table.

    "I can change Scotty as soon as we get back to the S.U.V. You nurses
    have so much to do, especially working in the pediatric ward and I
    really don't want to inconvenience you." Bill said

    "I'm used to changing diapers here in the ward. Most of the kids here
    call me the diaper lady, and one more child is no bother." Marlene said
    as she laid me back on the table.

    Marlene was nice and comforting as she talked to me while she took my
    shortall off me just like Cathy did when she first started babysitting
    me.

    "I think this will be my one hundredth diaper change I've done today
    when I finish with Scotty." Marlene said as she took the wet diaper out
    from underneath me.

    She went over to the counter and took out the baby lotion and baby
    powder out of the cabinet, and then took out a diaper out of one of the
    diaper dispensers as she said, "These diapers aren't as colorful as the
    one you had on Scotty, but they are one of my favorites and all of the
    boys like them." Marlene said as she showed me the diaper.

    It had tool prints all over the front of it. There were hammers, saws,
    screwdrivers, pliers, and wrenches. I felt the diaper, and it had a
    plastic cover on the outside like the Jordan diapers.

    "I think Scotty is in seventh heaven Marlene. He loves to play with
    tools."

    I looked over at Bill as I said, "I don't play with tools Bill, I use
    them!"

    "When the boys see them, this diaper seems to put the boys at ease,
    even the older boys who refuse to wear a diaper seem to be interested
    in trying one on. I had a boy named Bobby in the ward last week and he
    refused to wear a diaper. He was fourteen years old and was not going
    to wear a baby diaper. His mother and I tried everything, then I left
    the diaper on the examination table beside him and took his mother
    outside of the room for five minutes with the door closed. When we went
    back into the room, Bobby was willing to try the diaper on this one
    time only. After that I didn't have a problem changing his diaper while
    he was here in the ward for the next few days." Marlene said as she
    finished cleaning my penis with a baby wipe.

    "Anything to do with tools will interest Scotty." Bill said.

    "Most boys are that way. Give them a tool, and they are happy for a
    long time."

    "Can I wear one too?" Ricky asked as he felt the diaper.

    "Oh, do you need to wear them too Ricky?"

    "Yup."

    "How about if I give you one to take home then?"

    "Okay."

    Marlene slipped the diaper under me, then she rubbed the baby lotion on
    my rear, crotch, and front. She wiped her hands off, then she sprinkled
    the baby powder onto her hand, and rubbed it all over my bottom. She
    sprinkled more baby powder onto my penis, and rubbed it in.

    "Almost finished Scotty." Marlene said as she washed her hands.

    She took out another diaper from the dispenser and handed it to Ricky,
    then she came back to the table. She pulled the diaper up between my
    legs and fastened the right rear tape to the front, and then pulled the
    diaper snug around my waist and fastened the left tape to the front.

    "There, now Dr. Giovanni can examine a dry Scotty, and not a wet one."
    Marlene said as she rolled up my old wet diaper and thru it away.

    "Bill, think Mr. Jordan can make a printed diaper like these?"

    "They already had a diaper with tools printed all over them Scotty."

    "But I like the way the tools are just printed on the front of the
    diaper from the waist to the bottom and from side to side, and on a
    white background."

    "Who is this Mr. Jordan?" Marlene asked.

    "Mr. Jordan is the founder of Jordan Enterprises. He makes diapers for
    kids, older kids like Scotty."

    "I don't think I've ever heard of him."

    "He made that diaper you took off me, and he makes clothes and swim
    diapers too."

    "What kind of diapers does he make?"

    "Dry ones." I said as I giggled.

    "I think she was referring to the styles Scotty…He makes school
    diapers, sport diapers, travel diapers, and heavy overnight diapers
    Marlene."

    "Yeah you can look him up on the net just type Jordan Enterprises
    diapers and he will be listed on the top."

    "If you like, I will send you a brochure e-mail Marlene."

    "If you please would…A lot of parents I talk to are always asking about
    a type of diaper that would last on a long car trip, and the school
    diaper is a good idea. I had a boy in here a few months ago and he has
    to wear diapers for the rest of his life. He was involved in an
    accident, bicycle verses car. He didn't want to ever go back to school
    again, and now I think his parents are home schooling him."

    "If he wore a school diaper, I don't think anyone would know he was
    wearing a diaper at all." I said.

    "Okay kid. No marketing of Jordan products is allowed here." Dr.
    Giovanni said as he walked into the examination room.

    "Why not? I told a lot of guys if you have a sleep problem to go see
    Dr. Giovanni and that you're a GREAT doctor."

    "Boy this kid knows how to spread it thick." Dr. Giovanni said as
    Marlene handed him my file.

    "Doctor Giovanni, this is Mr. Stiles, Scotty's guardian today." Marlene
    said as they shook hands.

    "Scotty, who are you going to bring with you tomorrow? Three visits
    here and three different people came with you."

    "I asked George but he said he had to do something at the White House
    so I got stuck with Bill today. Why do I have to come back tomorrow?"

    "I talked to your mother last night and she said to give you the
    physical today and then I have you scheduled for an M.R.I tomorrow."

    All of a sudden I felt a chill run down my back, and then Dr. Giovanni
    put this hand on my leg trying to reassure me. I sat up on the table as
    I looked into his eyes, and I knew what was going to happen.

    "Marlene, I'm sorry that I have to destroy the fantastic diapering job
    you did on Scotty, but he needs a physical.

    "He will just be my one hundredth and one diapering job today and
    Scotty was an angel while I was changing him."

    Bill looked at Ricky, and Ricky looked at Bill, and they both started
    laughing quietly.

    Dr. Giovanni laid me back on the examination table and placed the
    stethoscope on my stomach in different places while he listened.

    "Your mom told me that you had a reaction on your arm yesterday Scotty.
    You want to show me where?"

    I pointed to the little black dot in the circle on my arm and Dr.
    Giovanni wrote it down on my file.

    "Okay Scotty, I want you to sit up and let your legs hang over the edge
    of the table. I need to check your heart and lungs now."

    I sat up on the table and hung my legs over the edge and as Dr.
    Giovanni put the stethoscope over my heart, and I was glad that it was
    warm now. As he listened to my lungs, I looked down at my diaper and
    counted all the tools that were on the front panel.

    "Doctor Giovanni."

    I looked over at the door, and Sandy was walking into the room carrying
    a stainless steel tray, and as I looked at the top, I realized what it
    was for. I looked over at Bill's eyes, and I saw that he didn't like
    the idea of a blood test either. I looked at Ricky and he was more
    interested in his new diaper.

    'I can't cry, no, I will not cry no matter how much it hurts. I can't
    let Ricky see me cry.' I thought to myself.

    "Okay Scotty, I need you to lay back down. Marlene, will you please
    remove Scotty's diaper?" Dr. Giovanni asked as he put a rubber glove on
    his hand.

    Marlene pulled the two tapes and opened up my diaper and removed it
    from under me. Dr. Giovanni felt my penis and sack for a few moments,
    and then took the rubber glove off his hand.

    Scotty, I need you to turn over onto your tummy and spread your legs
    far apart." Dr. Giovanni said as he put on another rubber glove.

    He put a finger into a jar of nursery jelly, then he spread my legs
    further apart, then he put his finger into my hole. After he took his
    finger out, Marlene wiped my rear down with a baby wipe.

    "How old are you Scotty?" Dr. Giovanni asked as he took off the rubber
    glove and threw it in the waste can.

    "I just turned eleven."

    "Marlene, will you please take Scotty down the hall and check his
    weight and height for me please?"

    I sat up on the table and looked at Marlene, and she said, "Don't worry
    Scotty. Most of the kids in this ward are little. They are always naked
    when I weigh them."

    Marlene took my hand and led me down the hall past a few rooms that
    were filled with kids playing on rugs or watching TV, and I saw some of
    them were wearing diapers. When we got to the scale, I stepped up on
    it, then Marlene read the weight, "Forty nine pounds , and your height
    is forty eight and one half inch." and she wrote it down.

    I heard a kid softly crying as I stepped off the scale and I turned to
    see a nurse carrying a boy about Ricky's age out of one of the wards.

    "Oh Marlene, I thought you were on a break. Carlos had an accident and
    I was going to change him."

    "I'll take care of it Miranda as soon as I get Scotty back to his
    room."

    I walked over to Carlos, and as I put my hand on his leg, I said,
    "Everyone has accidents Carlos…even me."

    Carlos looked down at me as he said, "They were teasing me. They were
    calling me a baby."

    I looked into the room, and there were about twelve kids in there, and
    as I looked around, it looked like the oldest one was a boy, eight or
    nine years old. I saw two boys about five wrestling on a rug, and some
    other kids were working on coloring books on one of the tables, and
    some were watching TV. As I stood there, I noticed that some of them
    were wearing diapers or pull-ups like the ones I used to wear.

    "That's not nice teasing someone who has an accident." I said as I
    walked into the room.

    All the kids turned and stared at me as I continued, " Most of you are
    going to have an accident and I know you wouldn't like it if they
    teased you. What if you had to wear a diaper all the time at school?
    Would you like someone teasing you about it. What if you are playing
    with your best friend and you wet your pants, would you like to be
    teased about it? I have accidents all the time and I don't like being
    teased. If you see someone that is wet, you should tell the nurse and
    don't say anything bad about it. It could happen to you next. It is
    mean and not nice to tease someone that has to wear a diaper."

    I stood there for a few more moments looking at all the kids straight
    in the eyes before I turned and left the room.

    When I got to Marlene, she had her hands folded across her stomach, and
    then she said, "I couldn't have said it better myself and maybe they
    will listen now that it came from a kid like you Scotty."

    "Carlos, if you have an accident, tell the nurse right away, and if you
    need to use the bathroom, don't wait, tell a nurse or someone big that
    you have to go." I said as I looked up at him.

    Marlene took Carlos from Miranda, then she walked me back to the
    examination room as she said, "Next time you give a speech like that
    Scotty, I hope you are wearing something, even a diaper would help.

    "You still really wear a diaper?" Carlos asked as we walked into the
    room.

    "Yup all the time Carlos."

    "Dr Giovanni, I don't think we will be having any more problems in room
    two o three now that Scotty has had a word with the kids about
    teasing." Marlene said as she placed her note pad down beside my file

    Dr. Giovanni looked down at me, then I looked up at Bill, and he was
    smiling.

    "Be back in a few minutes to diaper you Scotty as soon as I get Carlos
    changed." Marlene said as she left the room.

    "Scotty, what did…"

    "Don't ask doc. It's better if you don't find out what happened with
    Scotty, but I think he just gave someone a piece of his mind." Bill
    said as he sat down on the chair.

    Ricky looked at Bill, then at Dr. Giovanni and I knew he was wondering
    what happened.

    "Scotty, lets get the worst over with now." Dr. Giovanni said as he
    lifted me back up onto the table, and laid me back.

    The tray with the needle and the tubes were on my right side so I stuck
    out my right arm for Sandy.

    "We are going to do this differently Scotty." Sandy said as she wrapped
    the rubber cord around my thigh, and pulled it tight.

    She wiped the inside of my thigh with a cotton swab, then she wiped it
    with another swab that didn't smell like alcohol. Sandy put the tube
    and the needle together, and when she got close to my thigh, I looked
    away as Bill held my hand then I felt the tiniest of a sting as Sandy
    said, "See Scotty, that wasn't so bad."

    I looked down at my thigh, but I couldn't see anything until Sandy took
    the blood filled tube off the needle and put on another one.

    "Only two more Scotty, and then were are done." Sandy said as she took
    off the second tube and put on the next one.

    I looked over at Ricky and he squired in the chair., I looked up at
    Bill and our eyes met and he looked like he was hurting for me. I
    didn't take my eyes off of his until Sandy was done.

    "I have you scheduled for your MRI tomorrow at nine AM Scotty. I need
    you here in the pediatric ward at eight thirty so they can prep you.
    You don't need to bring anything like a bathrobe or pajamas Scotty,
    just get dressed like you normally do and I will see you tomorrow." Dr.
    Giovanni said as Sandy put a bandaid on the inside of my thigh.

    "What about my allergy test? What am I allergic to?"

    "I don't know yet Scotty, but it doesn't look like it was the Pedisure.
    I'll set up another test for you tomorrow after your MRI."

    "Can we go yet?" Ricky asked.

    "Okay." I said as I sat up on the table.

    "Where are you going Scotty?" Marlene asked ask she walked in carrying
    Carlos.

    "Ricky wanted to leave so I was leaving."

    "But your naked." Carlos said as Marlene sat him down on the table
    beside me.

    "So, what Ricky wants, Ricky gets."

    "Yup."

    Bill started laughing hard when he heard that.

    "I think we better get you dressed first Scotty."

    Marlene went over to the diaper dispenser and took out a diaper and
    then she took out the baby powder.

    "You really wear a diaper." Carlos said.

    "Yeah, all the time."

    "How come?"

    "My mom said I have something growing on my spector muscle that wont
    let me stop wetting."

    "I think you mean sphincter muscle Scotty."

    "Why do you have to wear a diaper Carlos?"

    "My mommy is making me."

    "Carlos."

    "My mommy thought it would be better for me since I was scared being at
    the hospital."

    "Nothin to be scared of. They make you better here." Ricky said as he
    walked over to the table.

    "Carlos, better listen to Ricky. Both of his parents are doctors." Bill
    said.

    Marlene opened up the diaper and slipped it under my rear, then she
    powered my rear and front again. She pulled the diaper up between my
    legs and taped the rear to the front.

    "Lets get your shortalls on you Scotty, THEN you may go." Marlene said
    as she helped me off the table.

    "Be right back Marlene!" I said as I ran out of the room.

    I almost slid past room two o three when I stopped running, then I
    walked into the room and said, "Remember, teasing hurts, especially
    when you are in a hospital!"

    I turned and walked out. I could feel all those eyes looking at me as I
    left.

    "Where did you go Scotty?"

    "Just wanted to see how much I weighed wearing just a diaper Marlene."

    "And how much did you weigh Scotty?" Marlene asked as she winked at me.

    "More then I did naked."

    "That's what I thought."

    Marlene held my shortall down and I stepped into it, then she pulled it
    up, pulled the straps over my shoulders, and then she pulled the zipper
    up. She helped me put my shoes on, and as I turned to leave, she gave
    me a light smack on my rear.

    "What was that for Marlene?"

    "For running in the hallways Scotty."

    "I didn't run in the hallway…I walked very briskly.

    "To briskly for the hallway Scotty."

    "Bill, you gonna let her get away with that?"

    "Marlene, would you like to give Scotty another swat? I'll hold him for
    you." Bill said as he made a grab for me.

    I briskly WALKED out of the examination room as I said, "See you
    tomorrow Marlene."

    "Scotty, What did you do when Marlene took you down the hall to weigh
    you?"

    "Just stopped by one of the rooms to say hi to the guys in there.
    That's all Bill."

    "Some how I don't think that's all there is to the story Scotty." Bill
    said as Ricky and me got into the S.U.V.

    Ricky and I got into our car seats and then Bill buckled us into them.

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

    "We're not going home, we are going by Jordan Enterprises Scotty."

    "Why?"

    "You'll see when we get there."

    I started wondering what Bill was up to as I looked at the little
    stores on main street wiz by.

    "Is Shawn going to be there Bill?"

    "I don't know Scotty but Mr. Jordan will be…You guys want an ice cream
    cone. Bill asked as he pulled into a Dairy Queen.

    "I do but I don't think Ricky wants one." I said teasing Ricky.

    "I do too."

    Bill pulled up to the window and ordered three chocolate double scoop
    cones, and then he handed Ricky one and me one.

    "How did you know we liked chocolate Bill?"

    "All boys like chocolate Scotty."

    I watched Ricky expecting him to devour his cone, but he took his time
    eating his ice cream cone. I started licking mine then stopped.

    "What's the matter Scotty?" Bill asked as he looked at me thru the rear
    view mirror.

    "Just thinking about the guys at Rogers boys home."

    Bill glanced at me again and then it remained quiet the rest of the way
    to Jordan Enterprises.

    "Okay you guys, I want you to behave while we are here." Bill said as
    he parked the S,U.V.

    Bill unbuckled our car seat harnesses, and when we got out, Ricky and I
    looked at each other and the race was on to the front door.

    "Beat you Ricky."

    "No you didn't Scotty."

    "Yes I did."

    "it looked like it was a tie to me." Bill said as he opened the front
    door.

    I went inside, and saw there was a new secretary sitting at the desk.

    "May I help you guys?"

    "Yes, my name is Bill Stiles and I need to see Mr. Jordan."

    'Are you scheduled today?"

    "No, I just stopped by to see him."

    "If you don't have an appointment…Hey, aren't you that kid in the
    catalog?" the secretary asked as she looked me over

    "Yeah, can I go in and see my uncle Fred?" I asked.

    "Oh I'm sure he will see you…by the way, what's your name kid?"

    "I'm Scotty, forth page in the catalog if you need anymore info on me.
    This is Ricky and we are kind of thirsty. Think you could find us a
    some cokes while we have our meeting with uncle Fred Miss…?"

    "Sure Scotty, I'll bring the cokes right in. By the way my name is
    Miss. Soya. My friends call me Miranda."

    "Thank you Miranda. If anyone calls for me, will you please take a
    message and I will get right back to them," I said as I went over to
    Mr. Jordan's door and knocked twice.

    "Yes?"

    "It's Scotty uncle Fred. I need to talk to you. It's important." I said
    as I opened the door and walked in.

    Ricky and Bill followed me in, and then I shut the door quickly behind
    us.

    'What is this uncle Fred Scotty?" Mr. Jordan asked.

    "Needed to get by your high security fast. Bill wanted to talk to you
    about something important uncle Fred…I mean Mr. Jordan."

    "I think Scotty likes getting his own way Fred. What happened to your
    other secretary?"

    "She decided she would prefer to work in the designing department Bill.
    She has some great ideas that I liked, like a new design on the super
    diaper." Mr. Jordan said as he looked at me.

    "Are you going to make them like the sport diaper so they fit better?"
    I asked.

    "we are going to make them like an hour glass so they fit better
    Scotty, if that's what you mean."

    "Why don't you put in one of those one-way barriers in it so the
    wetness flows thru and away from my skin like you have in the other
    diapers you make. It would feel a lot better." I said.

    "How would you wash them Scotty, if it had a wetness barrier in them,
    then a plastic layer outside, they would never dry out."

    I thought for a moment then said, "Leave the outside plastic off and
    have them wear plastic pants with them."

    "Good idea Scotty, I'll think about it."

    There was a knock on the door and Mr. Jordan said, "Yes?"

    "I have the cokes for your nephew and Ricky Mr. Jordan and I thought I
    would bring a coke for you and Mr. Stiles." Miranda said as she entered
    the office.

    "Thank you Miranda, you may but them down over there…By the way
    Miranda, if my nephew Scotty ever needs to see me, no matter if I'm in
    a meeting, I want you to let me know immediately, understand?"

    "Yes Mr. Jordan…Is there anything else I can do for you?"

    "Not right now Miranda, thank you."

    As Miranda left, Bill said, "Fred, I need to talk to you about Roger's
    boys home."

    "How is Chris doing Bill? Is he excited about being head coach for
    Roger's Raider's?" Mr. Jordan asked.

    "Bill, can me and Ricky go and look at the factory again?" I asked.

    Bill looked at me, then said, "That would be a good idea Scotty. Fred,
    with your permission?"

    Mr. Jordan pressed a button on the intercom, and said, "Miranda, would
    you please come in here for a moment?"

    "Now Scotty, I want you to be on your best behavior, and don't rewire
    anything, understand?"

    "I'll only fix it Bill if it needs fixing." I said jokingly.

    "Yes Mr. Jordan?" Miranda asked as she came in.

    "Will you please take these two boys and show them the factory Miranda?
    I think my nephew may have some new ideas on how to improve it."

    "Just make sure Scotty stays on the cat walks, and if he tries to touch
    anything, let me know and I will get some handcuffs for him to wear."
    Bill said with a stern look at me.

    "You know I always ask permission before I do anything uncle Billy." I
    said then I dodged Bill's foot on my way out of Mr. Jordan's office.

    "I didn't know Mr. Stiles and Mr. Jordan were related." Miranda said as
    we got to the factory doors.

    "They're not." Ricky said.

    "I just call Bill uncle Billy when I'm teasing him." I said as I went
    over to the handrail.

    We looked down at the huge machines and I saw a big roll of plastic
    being loaded into the side of one of the machines.

    "That is where they start making the school diapers Scotty. See that
    white roll on top of the machine, that is the absorbent core of the
    diaper and that machine puts them together." Miranda said.

    I watched as the man started up the machine, then stop it after about
    twenty feet of diaper came out the other end. The man went over and cut
    the piece off and looked at it.

    "Boy, that diaper is big enough for the giant in Jack and the bean
    stalk." I said.

    "That machine can make four diapers wide if they are the extra large
    size to eight diapers wide if they are the extra small size Scotty."

    "Yeah Scotty's size."

    "No they're not Ricky, I wear the small size."

    "I thought you were just modeling the Jordan products Scotty, I didn't
    know you wore them."

    "I wear them too." Ricky blurted out.

    "Yeah that's how I got the job. Mr. Jordan needed someone who was cute
    and smart to show them off and to talk about them."

    "Which diaper are you wearing now Scotty?"

    "He's wearing a hospital diaper now."

    "I had an accident on the way to the hosp…"

    "Where you hurt Scotty?"

    "No I meant I had a wetting accident on the way to the hospital to see
    Dr. Giovanni about my allergy test. They changed me there, but I like
    the school diaper the best."

    "I saw the sales list in your uncle's office and those are the best
    selling ones right now."

    "Where do they make the printed diapers at Miranda?"

    "Right there Scotty. They put the diapers together there, then after
    they are cut and sealed they have a type of printing press the diapers
    go under and they are printed, dried, then folded and packaged. With
    the computer printer they can print anything you can think of. You can
    even change the print while the machine is going."

    I looked down at my front thinking about the printed tools on the front
    of my diaper.

    "Be right back Miranda." I said then I ran back thru the double doors
    back to Mr. Jordan's office.

    "What is the matter Scotty?" Bill asked as he stopped me from running
    into Mr. Jordan.

    "Mr. Jordan, can you put any type of print on a diaper like Miranda
    said?"

    "Yes Scotty why?"

    I pulled the zipper down on my shortall and let my shortall fall to the
    floor.

    "Can you print diapers like this?"

    "We already print a diaper with a tool print on it Scotty."

    "No I mean just on the front like this."

    "Why Scotty?"

    It doesn't look as babyish and I know a lot more boys would like it.
    It's a fun print and not babyish. I know Chris would wear them."

    Mr. Jordan walked over to me and knelt down in front of me looking at
    the front of the diaper.

    "It would save on the printing costs Fred." Bill said.

    "I was also thinking, when my mom rolls up my diapers, she rolls them
    starting at the front and rolls them to the rear to throw them away,
    unless I have an accident back there. What if you printed Jordan
    Enterprises on the rear near the waistband, then that would be the last
    thing they would see when they threw the diaper away."

    My Jordan knelt there for a few moments more before he stood up and
    said joking, "Bill, I think Scotty will have your job before he is out
    of elementary school."

    "I don't think so Fred. I know where Scotty sleeps."

    "Mr Jordan…are there any airplanes leaving for Jamaica tonight?"

    Bill and Mr. Jordan started laughing, then Bill picked me up and slung
    me over his shoulder leaving my shortall laying on the floor.

    Bill's cell phone rang, and as Bill balanced me on his shoulder, he
    answered his phone. As Bill spoke on the phone, I heard 'Oh, so he did'
    and I was wondering if it was about me. When I heard the name Dr.
    Giovanni, I knew it was about me. Bill held me tight as he turned off
    his cell phone, and I knew I was DEAD MEAT.

    "So that's what you did Scotty while we were at the hospital?"

    "What hospital Bill?"

    "The hospital we were just at Scotty after Roger's boys home."

    "Don't know what you are talking about sir…Who are you…sir?" I asked as
    Bill let me down to the floor.

    "Don't give me that Scotty, that you lost your memory."

    "What are you talking about Bill?"

    "Ah ha!"

    "Oop's

    "Well that little speech you gave in the ward just earned you a job
    tomorrow Scotty."

    "That's forced child labor Bill, I read about that last year in fifth
    grade and that's illegal."

    "We'll just call it forced child labor for Jordan Enterprises Scotty."

    "Bill, do you mind telling me what is going on?" Mr Jordan asked.

    "Fred it seems Scotty gave some kids in one of the wards at the
    hospital a piece of his mind. Seems some kids were teasing another boy
    in the room because he had to wear diapers and Scotty said it was
    naughty to do it."

    "Did not Bill, I said it wasn't nice and that it was mean to tease
    someone."

    "Well anyway Fred, Marlene told Dr…I mean Sam about it and Sam was
    wondering if Scotty would talk to group of kids he will be having a
    session with tomorrow? These are kids that have started wetting their
    beds recently and are too embarrassed or scared about it and don't want
    to talk about it."

    "You want me to be a kid psychologist tomorrow Bill?"

    "Kind of Scotty."

    "Uncle Fred, do I get a raise for doing it?"

    "You will have to talk to your employer about that Scotty." Mr. Jordan
    said as he looked at Bill.

    I looked over my shoulder at Bill and I knew he wanted to give me a
    raise, but not with money as I saw his foot take aim. I ran out to the
    hallway before I realized that I had left my shortall inside Mr.
    Jordan's office. I crept back quietly, looked into the office, then
    said, "Bill." and the next thing I knew, my shortall came flying into
    my face. I picked it up and ran down the hall hopping while I got
    dressed. When I went through the doors back into the factory, Ricky and
    Miranda were not there. I ran down the catwalk, and as I went around
    the corner, Ricky and Miranda were looking at another machine.

    "What are you looking at?"

    "This is where the put the print on the diaper Scotty."

    I looked down at the diapers coming out of the machine with the
    seashells and seahorse print on it.

    "How do they get the blue background on the diapers like the ones Ricky
    and me wore?"

    "They start with a blue plastic roll, make the diaper then they put the
    print on it Scotty."

    "Why don't they just buy plastic that has print on it already?"

    "Remember how big that roll of plastic was. How would you like to
    change it about a dozen times a day to get all of those prints Scotty?"

    "No way…unless I got to use the machine that guy used…Miranda, why
    don't they make red diapers?"

    "Red is not a popular color, and purple, and black are aren't either
    Scotty. Blue and white are the most popular colors, followed by yellow,
    pink, and then green."

    "Scotty Ricky, time to hit the road." Bill yelled at us as he walked
    around the corner on the catwalk.

    "See you later Miranda…and thanks for the coke."

    Ricky and me ran to Bill as he held the doors open for us.

    "Bye uncle Fred." I said as we ran past Mr. Jordan.

    "Bye Scotty and Ricky."

    We both hit the front doors of the building at the same time, and then
    we raced towards the S.U.V. When we got to the curb, I stopped Ricky,
    then I looked both ways to make sure no cars were coming, then we ran
    to the S.U.V. Bill unlocked the S.U.V. and we got into our car seats.

    "Bill, what did you and Mr. Jordan talk about?"

    "We will talk about that when we get home Scotty."

    It was a long ride home while I wondered what Bill and Mr. Jordan
    talked about.

    END OF CHAPTER 27

`Chapter 28 SOMEONE POPS THE QUESTION`