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

    Chapter 14 ABOUT CHRIS

    It was almost four o'clock when we got home. I raced Ricky to the front
    door of my apartment, and waited for Cathy. As soon as she opened the
    door, I was taking off my shortall as I ran over to the telephone
    answering machine. I pushed the play button, and it was my mom saying
    she would be home at six, and that she loved and missed me. I picked up
    my shortall and ran to my bedroom. Ricky was up on the changing pad,
    and Cathy was taking his soaked school diaper off him. She took out the
    royal blue swim diaper, slipped it underneath him, and then fastened
    the Velcro tabs to the front of the swim diaper, As she put the belt
    thru the belt loop and fastened it, I said, "Ricky, that swim diaper is
    yours to keep."

    "Really? Cathy, can I keep it?"

    "If Scotty gave it to you Ricky, I guess you can."

    As soon as Ricky got down off the changing pad, I climbed up onto it.
    Cathy put the swim diaper that had the Velcro tapes in the rear on me,
    then she fastened the belt on the rear.

    As soon as Cathy was finished dressing me, she said, "You boys go and
    wait in the pool area for me, I'll be out in a minute."

    "NO!" I yelled at her,

    "Why not Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "Not allowed in the pool area without an adult, one that can swim
    good." I said.

    "I knowed that." Ricky said.

    "Well I'm glad Scotty remembered the little talk we had this morning.
    You monkeys wait for me in the living room. I'll be out in a minute."
    Cathy said as she headed for the bathroom.

    "It always takes Cathy longer then a minute to get her swimsuit on."
    Ricky said.

    "I heard that little bro." Cathy said before she closed the bathroom
    door.

    After Cathy was dressed, we went to the swimming pool. Ricky dropped
    his towel down on the chair, and then dove into the deep end. I stood
    there watching him, when a shiver went down my back. It seemed like
    eternity before he came to the surface. I looked at Cathy for a second
    to make sure she was really there, then I watched Ricky swim some more.

    "What's the matter Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "I just had that bad feeling again about Ricky."

    "You can see how well he swims, plus I'm here, J.I.C…It's you that I
    really worry about Scotty, so it's time for your swimming lesson."

    I got into the pool in the shallow end with Cathy. She held me up as I
    practiced my kicking and arm strokes. As Cathy taught me how to swim, I
    kept my eye on Ricky, J.I.C.

    After about an hour, Cathy, Ricky, and I got into a splash fest, and
    having fun when Bill walked into the pool area.

    "Hey Scotty, got some news for you from Chris."

    "What is it Bill?" I asked as I rushed over to him thru the water.

    "The boys home that Chris is in has put in the biggest diaper order
    Jordan has ever gotten. They want over ten thousand diapers in
    different sizes, from small to extra large.'

    "All school style diapers?"

    "No. Rodger's boys home ordered one third of those in the night time
    diapers, and two thirds in school style diapers."

    "What did Chris want to tell me?"

    "I need to talk to you about that privately Scotty."

    I looked over at Cathy, and I knew she understood, as she swam down to
    the deep end of the pool where Ricky was swimming. I got out of the
    pool and sat down on the lounge chair with Bill.

    "Chris wanted to thank you for giving the talk at the zoo last
    Saturday. He said it helped him a lot."

    "What else did you want to tell me Bill?"

    "Chris was put into the home by the county child welfare a while ago."

    "Yeah, he said his mother was a drug addict."

    "Yes Scotty, but I also found out that he used to be almost an A
    student at school until last year."

    "What happened Bill?"

    "He had a physical checkup last year, and the doctors found out that he
    was in the early stages of muscular dystrophy."

    "What's that?"

    "It's a disease where your muscles waste away slowly."

    "You mean like the muscles in his arms and legs?"

    "No Scotty. All the muscles in his body are wasting away, even his
    heart."

    "Are they going to make him well again Bill?"

    "There is no known treatment for this disease Scotty."

    "Then he'll…"

    Bill nodded his head, then said, "He might live a year or hopefully a
    lot longer."

    "Does he know?"

    "Yes. He's known about it for awhile. When he started wetting the bed,
    he knew why."

    "That's why he wanted to know more about the school style diaper."

    "Yes Scotty. He started having wetting accidents at school the last two
    months of the school year."

    "Think I could talk to him?"

    "I was hoping you would Scotty."

    "Cathy, I need…"

    "Cathy, I'm going to take Scotty up to my apartment to make a call. Is
    that all right with you?" Bill asked.

    "It's not about Jeanne, is it?"

    "No. It's about Chris, the boy Scotty meant at the zoo the other day."

    "Ricky and I were just getting out of the pool. I need to get dinner
    started anyway." Cathy said as she climbed out.

    I was shaking a little bit as I stood up. Bill wrapped the towel around
    me, and picked me up, and then carried me up to his apartment. I looked
    at the clock as we went into Bill's apartment, and it was five fifteen.
    Bill called the telephone number, and after talking to a few people, he
    handed me the phone.

    " Chris, It's Scotty, the liar you meant at the zoo last Saturday."

    "Yeah…What's up little dude?"

    "I was wondering if you tried on the diaper I gave you?"

    "Yeah, and I slept good that night, but I needed more then a little
    tape to hold it on me."

    We continued talking, making jokes and talking about the coming school
    year. He told me it was his house parent that persuaded the home to buy
    the Jordan diapers, with a little help from Chris, and the pamphlet I
    gave him, and the commercial Bill showed then Sunday afternoon.

    Chris asked me if I knew about his condition, and I told him that Bill
    had just told me. When I asked Chris if he liked baseball, he said that
    he loved to play, but never went to see the Dodger's in person, his
    favorite team. I looked at Bill, then asked Chris if he was ever in a
    commercial, and he said he never was. I looked at Bill again, and he
    shrugged his shoulders. Chris's house mother told him it was time to
    get off the phone, and as I said goodbye to him, I looked at the clock,
    and it was six thirty. Bill wrapped the towel around me before I left,
    and this time, I walked down the stairs. When I opened the front door
    to my apartment, my mom was sitting on the edge of the couch, waiting
    for me. I ran over to her and climbed into her lap, and held her
    tightly as I cried softly. I told her about Chris, and she cried softly
    too.

    I noticed that Cathy and Ricky were gone, and my mom told me Cathy had
    to get Ricky home.

    We went into my room, and my mommy put a super duper diaper on me, then
    a pair of printed plastic pants.

    After we had dinner, we watched TV, and I laid my head in my mommy's
    lap until I fell asleep.

    She carried me to my room and put me to bed. She put the nipple of the
    baby bottle in my mouth, and as I sucked on it, she read to me from my
    Hardy Boys mystery book until I went to sleep.

    I awoke when I felt the kiss on my forehead. My mommy was standing over
    me as she said, "I didn't mean to wake you baby."

    "It's the best way to wake up." I said as I sat up and hugged her, then
    gave her a kiss.

    "Cathy's here, and she said you have got a big day ahead of you baby."

    "Is Ricky here?"

    "No. He had to go to his day camp today."

    I looked down at the disheveled sheets on my bed, and asked my mommy,
    "Why is my bed a mess?"

    "I think you had another bad nightmare last night baby." my mommy said
    as she sat down on the bed at the end of the bedrail.

    "What was it about mommy?"

    "I don't know baby, but I think we have better take you to a doctor for
    a physical examination pretty soon."

    "Do I have to?"

    "I think it's best if we do it soon. You haven't been seen by a doctor
    since you were eight years old."

    "Okay." I said reluctantly.

    "I'm running late again, I'll see you later tonight baby." she said as
    she walked out of my room.

    "I love you mommy." I said hoping she heard me.

    I laid back down on my bed, thinking of what my mom had just said to
    me.

    "Scotty, you decent?" Cathy asked jokingly as she came into my room.

    "Yeah, I guess so."

    "Why the long face Scotty?"

    "My mom wants to take me to the doctor, and I'm not even sick."

    "Scotty, all kids should see a doctor at least once a year, even if
    they are not sick."

    I stood up on my bed so Cathy could carry me to the bathroom.

    "Seems like you did have a bad nightmare last night Scotty." Cathy said
    as she picked me up in her arms.

    "How do you know that Cathy?"

    "I could be nice and say because you weigh more, but I think it is the
    smell coming from your diaper Scotty."

    I smelled the air, and I knew that I let a load go last night into the
    rear of my diaper.

    "Sorry Cathy." I said sheepishly.

    "All in a days work Scotty. I've changed plenty of loaded diapers." she
    said as she put me down on the floor in the bathroom.

    Cathy took my plastic pants down, and off me. She took my super duper
    diaper off of me slowly, then she shook out the diaper out into the
    toilet. She cleaned my rear, then flushed the toilet. Cathy placed the
    potty seat on the toilet seat, then sat me down on the seat.

    "Looks like Bill wants to film the commercial over at Marshal Field
    after all Scotty. He wants you over there as soon as you get out of
    your class." Cathy said as she filled the tub with water.

    "When is Bill going to start shooting the commercial Cathy?"

    "He hopes that he can start shooting Thursday morning. He has a guy
    hiring extras today and tomorrow."

    "Think he might use Chris?" I asked as Cathy washed my back.

    "I'm pretty sure he will. When he was over at Roger's boys home Sunday
    morning, he talked to Chris."

    "Did Bill tell you about Chris having muscular dystrophy?"

    "Yeah. He told me while we waiting for you to get home."

    "I hope Bill uses Chris."

    I stood up and Cathy washed my rear, and legs. When I turned to face
    her, she finished washing my front, and penis. Cathy helped me out of
    the tub, and dried me off.

    "Can I wear…my super duper diaper today Cathy?" I asked teasing her.

    "You can wear a sport diaper if you want to pay the price Scotty."

    "No way Cathy. Like Ricky said, you hit hard…And I'm sorry about
    yesterday Cathy. I should have stayed with Ricky at the swings like you
    told me."

    "Together, you and Ricky are a lot safer then when you are by
    yourselves. I was thinking about my little brother or you Scotty,
    getting hurt, or even kidnapped."

    "Yeah, I guess I wasn't thinking."

    "We got a little extra time Scotty. Want an baby oil massage this
    morning before breakfast?"

    "Sure, but can you make it a baby lotion this time. It doesn't leave me
    as oily."

    "Boy! All these special requests. I bet you want me to feed you
    breakfast too, huh Scotty!"

    "PLEASE?" I said as I winked at her.

    "I wish someone would give me a massage sometime." Cathy said.

    I sat up on the dresser, then said, "I'll give you one Cathy. All you
    have to do is get up on my dresser, and I'll go get my step stool from
    the bathroom."

    "Bet you would like that mowgli."

    "Yup!"

    "Lay back down on the pad Scotty, or I'm going to give you a cold
    shower tomorrow morning."

    I turned over onto my stomach, and Cathy gave me an baby lotion
    massage.

    "What clothes do you want to wear today Scotty?"

    "Shorts and a tank I guess…What's Ricky doing now?"

    "Eight o'clock, he's probably playing outside right now."

    "What else does he do at day camp?"

    "He has arts and crafts, plays sports, swimming, hiking, all that good
    stuff."

    "Does he wear diapers to day camp?"

    "Most of the time. He's in a special group with other kids that need to
    wear diapers most of the time." Cathy said as she motioned me to lay on
    my back.

    "Do you know why he still wets his pants like I do?"

    "My mom and dad said his bladder is a lot smaller then it should be for
    his age. Jason was the same way when he was growing up, but he stopped
    wetting his pants when he was about nine years old."

    "What about Richie. Did he wet his pants too?"

    "No, I can't ever remember him wetting his pants, not even a little."

    "Does Ricky like day camp?"

    "Yes, he use to, until you came along Scotty. Now he wants to come over
    here everyday, if he could."

    "Think Bill will use Ricky in the commercial?"

    "I don't know. Bill decided to change the setting from tee ball to
    little league baseball."

    "I thought Bill wanted to tell the real way Jordan got started."

    "Originally he did, but then he thought that it would increase sales of
    Jordan products if it was shown that older boys and girls use the
    products, like those that play little league baseball."

    "Yeah, I guess your right. Could you see Chris playing tee ball with a
    bunch of little kids like me and Ricky."

    "I hate to tell you Scotty, but you're going to be the little kid in
    this commercial. All the extras Bill is hiring are going to be bigger
    then you."

    "Do I get a good ending in the commercial, I mean, are they going to
    end the commercial by showing me hitting a home run?"

    "No, The commercial ends showing you running around the bases with dry
    pants."

    "Not even a teeny tiny home run?"

    "Sorry kid, but Bill is the director."

    "I know. Do whatever Bill tells me to do."

    Cathy raised my legs and placed the super diaper under me. She pulled
    the front of the diaper up between my legs and snapped the rear tabs to
    the front.

    "If Jordan made these diapers like a Pampers diaper, they would be a
    lot better.

    "You mean tapered like a Pampers diaper Scotty?"

    Yeah. I wonder why Jordan hasn't thought of that."

    "Remember Scotty, these are the first ones made by Jordan. They wanted
    to know how well they absorb wetness, then they will improve them."

    Cathy helped me down off the dresser, and I sat on my new bed as she
    looked for some shorts and a tank top for me to wear. After I was
    dressed, we went into the kitchen to eat breakfast. After I finished
    breakfast, I went and watched cartoons while Cathy washed my clothes.

    When it was nine forty five, Cathy and I got into the S.U.V. to take me
    to my posture class. Rashid was waiting for me outside the front door.
    I gave Cathy a quick kiss on her cheek as I got out of the S.U.V. and
    ran over to Rashid.

    "Only four more days of class." I said as I got to Rashid.

    "Yes, soon class will be over, and I will not see you until fall when
    school begin."

    "What are you going to do for the rest of summer Rashid?"

    "Mother will want me to help cousins with English. Get them ready for
    learning in school. What will you be doing Scotty?"

    "I'll be working for Jordan Enterprises for the rest of summer, I
    guess."

    "Yes I see you wearing diaper now. My aunt place order with Mr. Jordan
    yesterday."

    "I wonder where Roberto is." I said to Rashid.

    "I hope that yesterday will be the last time we see him."

    "Okay boys. Class is ready to start." Mr. Leacock said to us.

    When Rashid and I went into the class, there were two long tables with
    plates and silverware on them set up in the middle of the room. Rashid
    and I sat down next to each other.

    "Today students, we are going to learn eating etiquette, and eye
    contact while you are conversing while eating." Mr. Leacock told us.

    We had fun eating fake food while talking. Rashid pretended he was
    eating pheasant under glass, and I was having a turkey dinner with
    dressing, Mr. Leacock kept reminding us to chew our make believe food
    slowly, with our mouths closed. I had problems remembering which fork
    to use and why. After class was over, Rashid and I talked out front
    while we waited for our rides. Rashid's uncle showed up ten minutes
    after class to pick him up, but Cathy still was not there yet. I waited
    five more minutes, and I was about to go back inside the building to
    call her when she pulled up in the S.U.V. I ran over to her window and
    I was about to ask her why she was late, when I heard, "What's up
    little dude? "

    I looked past Cathy, and then I saw Chris in the front seat.

    "What are you doing here Chris?"

    "Someone wants me to keep an eye on you Scotty, and I thought I would
    try and get a part in your commercial too."

    "Just as long as you don't show me up. Remember I'm the star." I said
    teasingly.

    "I really just came so I could ask Cathy for a date." Chris said.

    "What did she say?"

    "She's taking me out tomorrow." Chris answered.

    "Really?" I asked.

    "Yeah. She's taking me to Marshal field tomorrow with you Scotty."

    "Aw, I thought you had a real date with Cathy."

    "If Chris was four years older, I might consider dating him." Cathy
    said

    "I'm sorry Cathy. I lied to you when I said I was only fourteen years
    old. I'm really eighteen years old." Chris said.

    "Yeah. A eighteen year old that's in eight grade." Cathy said.

    "I was held back a few times school. Bad teachers I guess." Chris said.

    "Come on Scotty and lets get you buckled into your car seat." Cathy
    said.

    I Climbed into the S.U.V. and sat down in the car seat. Cathy pulled
    the harness over my head, and buckled it between my legs. After she
    tightened the harness, she climbed back into her seat, and we headed to
    Marshall Field.

    "How do you like the car seat little dude?"

    "I like it. It's made by Jordan Enterprises."

    "You better start growing little dude, or your going to doing your
    driver ed. in a car seat."

    "I won't take driver ed. I'll have my chauffer drive me anywhere I want
    to go." I said to Chris, then I continued, "Cathy, what's…"

    "You'll eat lunch at Marshall field Scotty."

    "Cathy, I was going to ask you what is in the bag in the back seat."

    "Oh, something I picked up at the store."

    "Is it for me?"

    "If you want to wear panty hose, I guess it's for you, They may be a
    little big on you though."

    "That's all you got in that BIG bag Cathy?"

    "Boy you are a nosey kid mowgli."

    "Not nosey, just interested."

    "They call you mowgli little dude?"

    "That's the only name Cathy calls me when we are around other people,
    otherwise she calls me animal, turkey, kid, or monkey."

    "I've called you other names Scotty, you just didn't hear them." Cathy
    said joking.

    "I can see you are wearing a diaper today little dude. Don't you get
    embarrassed when people see you wearing diapers?" Chris asked.

    "No. I just got used to it. Most of the time they don't know, but today
    I'm wearing a super duper diaper cause Cathy is making me."

    "You want a swat Scotty?" Cathy asked.

    "Let me rephrase that Chris. I wanted to wear the super duper diaper
    today because I love them, and Cathy agreed it was in my best interest,
    plus I didn't want her hand making contact with my butt."

    "That's better Scotty." Cathy said as we pulled into the parking lot at
    Marshall Field.

    When Cathy parked the S.U.V., I looked towards the baseball field, and
    there were kids everywhere. I looked towards the right dugout, Bill and
    Shawn were sitting at a table interviewing boys. As Chris stood outside
    the S.U.V. looking at all the other boys, he asked Cathy, "Do you think
    I have a chance?"

    "Only one way to find out Chris, the end of the line is over there."

    I looked towards the swings, and I didn't see Justin.

    "Cathy, can I stand in line with Chris?"

    "As long as you stay with Chris. If you leave him, I want you to come
    to me first and tell me, RIGHT Scotty?"

    "Okay Cathy." I said as Chris and I headed to the end of the line.

    "Been in a lot of commercials Scotty?" Chris asked as we got to the end
    of the line.

    "A few, mostly when I was a lot younger…Chris, what is it like living
    at a boys home?"

    "It's not to bad. Food there tastes just like school food."

    "Got any friends there?"

    "Yeah, a few. Most of the guys at the home are younger then me. You
    make any new friends since you moved Scotty?"

    "Yeah a few. I met Rashid at the etiquette class I'm taking, and
    there's Ricky, Cathy's little brother."

    "Yeah, Cathy's a babe." Chris said.

    "Forget it Chris. She wants someone at least eighteen years old. The
    only thing she does for me is give me a bath, change me, and feed me,
    once in a while." I said softly.

    "Man, I wish she would give me a bath. She sees you naked Scotty?"

    "Naw, I wear my pants and a tee shirt when I take a bath so I can save
    money at the laundry room. What do you think."

    "You ever pop a boner Scotty, when she gives you a bath, or changes
    your…?"

    "Most of the time, but she has three younger brothers she's changed.
    She says its normal, and she's seen it all the time."

    "How long has she been your baby sitter Scotty?"

    "About three weeks now. I don't know if I will have her this fall after
    I go back to school…You got any brothers or sisters Chris?"

    "No. It was just me and my mom until she got busted for drugs."

    "What about your dad Chris?"

    "Haven't seen him since I was five years old. He got busted dealing
    drugs and got ten to twenty years."

    "NEXT!" I heard Bill say, and then, "What's your name, age, and what
    position do you play?"

    "Chris Phillips, I'm fourteen, and I play first or second base. First
    is my best position."

    "Fill out the application and hand it in to Shawn, to my right when you
    are done."

    "NEXT!"

    "Scotty McCormick, eleven, almost, and any place is good to me."

    "How about water boy for the girls volleyball team Scotty." Bill said
    trying to look serious.

    "Sounds good to me." I answered.

    "Get out of here Scotty." Bill said laughing lightly.

    "Next!"

    Chris and I went over to the bleachers and sat down. He filled in all
    the spaces, until he came to 'Parent, or Legal Guardian'

    "What do I do about that?" Chris asked me.

    "Cathy will know." I answered.

    Chris showed the form to Cathy, then she took it over to Bill, and then
    he handed it to Shawn. Shawn told Chris to go and sit down on the
    bleachers until his name was called. Cathy and I went to the catering
    truck and got chili dogs and fries, and took them back over to Chris.
    As we sat there, Chris's name was called and he went to the table and
    talked to Shawn. Shawn and Chris talked for about ten minutes before
    Chris came back to the bleachers to finish lunch.

    "What did Shawn talk to you about Chris?"

    "He wanted to know what sports I like."

    "You talked for ten minutes about that?"

    "He wanted to know if I had any sisters or brothers. Wanted to know if
    I've ever been in any commercials, or acted in a play."

    "Gonna be an extra?"

    "He said that he would give me a call tomorrow and let me know."

    "Cathy, can Chris and I check out the field and see what's going on?"

    "As long as you two stay together."

    Chris and I headed for the outfield to check out the cameras like the
    other boys.

    "It seems weird Scotty. All these cameras and people to film one little
    thirty second commercial." Chris said.

    "You get used to it. Mostly they want to get different angles so they
    can choose the best scene and shot."

    "Won't you feel embarrassed doing a diaper commercial in front of all
    these guys?"

    "That is why I'm taking Mr. Leacock's class. He teaches you to ignore
    what other people think and say about you, and like Cathy said 'I most
    likely will never see these guys again."

    "Scotty, has Bill told you what was going to happen in the commercial
    yet?" Chris asked.

    "No. He's going to tell me tomorrow, but I guess he's going to tape it
    just like the story Mr. Jordan told me."

    "Do you think we could score some more food Scotty? I'm still hungry."

    "Lets go talk to Cathy."

    We ran over to Cathy, and she was talking to Alonso, one of the
    cameramen.

    "Cathy…Chris and me are hungry. Think we could get something to eat?"

    "As long as it's not candy. Just tell the caterer that you are with the
    Stiles Corporation.

    Chris and I walked across the street to the catering truck, and ordered
    hamburgers and fries. When we got our food, we sat down at a table next
    to the truck.

    "What does it feel like wearing diapers twenty four seven Scotty?"

    "It's not too bad, unless you're in school, then you have to time your
    diaper change with recess. Are you going to need to wear a diaper
    twenty-four soon Chris?

    "The doctors don't know yet. It may be six months to a year before they
    know."

    "How many of the boys at your home wear diapers?"

    "About half of them wet the bed, and a few wet their pants."

    "Are there any boys older then you Chris?"

    "Yeah, there are few boys older then me. There are two that are
    lifers."

    "Lifers?"

    "Yeah, they have been at the home since they were three or four years
    old."

    "Did you really like the sport diapers I gave you at the meeting?"

    "Yeah. My house parent found out about them when I got back on the bus
    to go home."

    "What did she say?"

    "Nothing really. When we got back to the home, she took me into her
    bedroom and showed me how to put them on."

    "So she diapered you?"

    "No way Scotty, she showed me how to put them on using one of the cloth
    diapers she uses on the other guys."

    "She might be doing it to you soon Chris."

    "I can't get used to the idea of someone putting a diaper on me. I
    don't mind wearing one, as long as I can put it on myself."

    "I was scared the first time Cathy changed my diaper. The only ones who
    ever changed my diaper was my mom, my uncle Bob, the school nurse, and
    the other baby sitters I had, oh, and Matt's and Kyle's moms."

    "How did you get used to Cathy changing your diaper Scotty?"

    "The first time I saw her, we were looking at the apartment a week
    before we moved in. She was in the pool area wearing a yellow bikini,
    and I wanted to marry her then. When I found out she was going to be my
    baby sitter, I almost died. When she changed my diaper the first time,
    I closed my eyes and asked her a lot of questions, then I got used to
    her changing me."

    "I don't think I could let Mrs. Cutter diaper me."

    "Did she ever see you naked before Chris?"

    "Yeah, a few times when I was taking a shower."

    "What does she do when she gets the other guys ready for bed?"

    "She tells them it's time to get ready for bed, then they line up and
    go to the storage room where she has a table set up. She usually
    diapers them an hour before bedtime."

    "Do the guys get teased?"

    "Not to much. Mrs. Cutter threatens those guys with a week of diapering
    if they do."

    "Chris, next time she says it's time to get ready for bed, get up and
    stand at the end of the line. It takes guts, but once you do it, it
    will be easy after that."

    "Yeah, all the goof-offs in my house are smaller then me anyway."

    "Scotty, Chris, your wanted in the trailer. Bill wants to talk to you
    guys." Cathy shouted from across the road.

    Chris and I put our refuse in the trashcan, and then walked over to the
    trailer.

    "Did I get a part in the commercial?" Chris asked Cathy.

    "Talk to Bill, oh, I mean the boss inside Chris."

    "Did I get a part in the commercial?" I asked Cathy.

    "No Scotty. You're going to be the water boy for the girls volley ball
    team."

    "Oh right! Babes in shorts and halter tops."

    "One little thing I got to tell you Scotty. These will be six and seven
    year old babes in shorts and tee shirts. Still want to be the water boy
    now?"

    "Boy you know how to mess up a perfect dream job Cathy."

    "If they are too old for you Scotty, I could land you a job working
    with the two and three year old girls in gymnastics."

    "Do I get to wear just my diaper Cathy?"

    "Most of the girls still wear them, so I think you would fit right in
    Scotty."

    "Got anything better then that Cathy?"

    "Baby sitting course. They need someone to practice on. You know,
    diapering, bathing, feeding, burping, and putting the baby down for
    their naps."

    "How old are the trainees?"

    "Oh, girls about fourteen to eighteen year olds."

    "Cloth or disposables Cathy?"

    "I'll take it Cathy!" Chris said.

    "Cloth Scotty."

    "Chris, don't take it. They stick you with the diaper pins four out of
    five times."

    "Yeaaah…They hold you and caress you until the boo boo goes away."
    Chris said.

    "But their mothers will be there supervising them Chris." I told him.

    "I'll pass." Chris said as he went into the trailer.

    "Well Scotty?"

    "Don't you have any other volleyball teams that need a water boy
    Cathy?"

    "One other teem that I know of. They are fourteen and fifteen year
    old…BOYS."

    "I'll pass." I said as I hurried into the trailer after Chris.

    "Boys, have a seat." Bill said as he looked over the forms in front of
    him.

    As we sat down, he said, "Chris, you will be playing second base in the
    commercial."

    "Is there any chance I could play first baseman?"

    "I think you will like second base better Chris. You will get to tease
    and taunt Scotty all you like." Bill told him.

    "You mean this big kid gets to bug me?" I asked jokingly.

    "Yes Scotty. Shawn says that Chris reminds him of the kid that saw his
    wet pants at his first tee ball game."

    "I thought this was going to be a little league game?"

    "It is Chris. The ordinal story was a tee ball game, but Bill thought
    it would turn off kids your age if they saw a commercial showing little
    kids, then talking about wearing diapers. If you saw Scotty for the
    first time, how old would you say he is?"

    "Six, maybe seven years old at the most." Chris answered.

    "How old do you look to yourself Chris?"

    "Thirteen, maybe fourteen years old."

    "You see Chris, We cover the little squirts to the big kids."

    "Hey, I'm not a little squirt." I said, then Cathy and Chris looked
    down at the front of my shorts.

    "You will be Scotty, when we get you rigged up." Bill said as he took a
    small bottle and a tube out of a box.

    "This bottle will be filled with colored water, and on cue, you will
    squeeze the bottle, and you will instantly wet pants." Bill said as he
    squeezed the bottle.

    "Where is that going to be?" I asked.

    "Cathy thought it should be taped to your thigh, that way you can
    squeeze it while your waiting for the next batter to come to the
    plate."

    "Will I wet my pants on second base?"

    "No Scotty. Shawn wet his pants running to second base. It was the
    second baseman who noticed Shawn's wet pants, when he was running to
    third base. The second baseman didn't believe what he saw until Shawn
    was running to third base."

    "Then I get to razz Scotty?"

    "Scotty needs it sometimes Chris."

    "Cathy does that to me all the time Bill. I don't need any extra
    razzing." I said.

    "You know you love it kid." Bill said as he pick me up and held me
    upside down by my legs.

    "Scotty looks better that way." Chris said.

    "I'm going to need you here tomorrow at nine AM sharp Chris. I've made
    arrangements with your housemother, Mrs. Cutter. Alonso will be picking
    you up at eight AM."

    "I'll be here early, then you can see how good I am at second base."
    Chris said.

    "I talked to Mrs. Cutter for awhile on the phone, and she says you are
    usually outside teaching the other boys in you house how to play
    baseball, and tossing the ball around. I don't think I need to give you
    a tryout Chris. Now you guys take off, and I'll see you here tomorrow."
    Bill said as he let me down onto the floor.

    "Cathy. Bill told us to get lost." I said as I closed the trailer door
    behind me.

    "Let me talk to Bill for a sec." Cathy said as she entered the trailer.

    Chris and I waited by the trailer until Cathy came out.

    "Bill said it was okay to take you guys home." Cathy said as she came
    out of the trailer.

    Chris's head dropped a little as we walked over to the S.U.V.

    "What time do you eat dinner at the home Chris?"

    "Five thirty, why?"

    "You guys hop in. Cathy said as she pulled out her cell phone.

    Chris opened the sliding door, and I got into my car seat, then Chris
    closed the door after he was inside. Cathy talked on the cell phone for
    a few minutes before she finished, and then she went into the trailer
    for a minute, then came out holding a large plastic bag. She got into
    the S.U.V. and buckled my car seat harness as she said, "Chris, I
    talked to Mrs. Cutter and you got a reprieve until seven tonight. You
    guys want to go swimming?"

    Chris's face lit up as we both said 'Yesss'

    END OF CHAPTER 14

`Chapter 15 CHRIS GETS A PART`