    MR. LENNY'S DELIGHT

    Part 71 -- Donna Gets Her Dream

    	Clara thought for a moment then told Donna she would
    not have to be alone tonight, "Let me go tell Mr. Lenny and
    I will right back."
    	"Oh must you tell him.... tonight?" Donna pleaded.
    	"I won't tell him what you told me but I must tell him
    I am going to stay with you tonight, he would be wondering
    what has happened to me." Clara pulled away.
    	"Hurry back!" Donna acting just like a child that woke
    from a nightmare.
    	"I will be right back, Honey then we can talk to as
    long as you want to." Clara left the room.
    	While Clara was gone Donna slipped out of her robe.
    She stood before the full length mirror looking herself top
    to bottom. She was a very attractive young Japanese girl
    with dark tan skin. Except for her breast she looked much
    as she did at age 10 only a bit longer in the legs. She
    prided herself on her figure with a slight vanity showing
    in her smile.
    	She often would stand before a mirror admiring
    herself. She was not so surprised when she began to feel
    those wonderful feelings. When her body began to change
    from boy-like to a shapely little girl, she would stand
    before such a mirror for several minutes at a time. It was
    at 10 when she began to examine her breast. She remembers
    the funny pain as both nipples began to swell. For her it
    was both painful and pleasurable.
    	Standing sideways Donna admired how shapely she has
    become in only the last year. She still did not fully
    understand why it felt so good when she would rub her hand
    over the two budding nipples.
    	Donna was so engrossed with pleasuring herself with
    the mirror she failed to hear Aunt Clara slip in behind
    her. Clara, stunned by the image standing in the half
    darken room lighted only by the rays of the moon dancing on
    the walls, stood in awe as the young girl fondled herself.
    	Making a noise by racking her throat Clara caught the
    attention of Donna. The young girl jumped then made an
    apology of sort but knew she had been caught.
    	"I'm sorry, Auntie Clara, I was just......." Donna
    quickly picked up her night clothes she had set out on the
    bed.
    	Clara smiled, "Honey, if I had a body like yours I
    would do the same thing."
    	Donna slipped into her baby doll panties with all the
    fancy lace girls seem to like. She put on the top that did
    not quite meet with the panties. Her night clothing was a
    tease in themselves.
    	"Yes Dear, you are one attractive girl I must say. The
    boys have mentioned often to me how beautiful you look."
    Clara was trying to build Donna's self esteem.
    	"They said that, really?" Donna seemed to smile.
    	"Yes they did and they are correct." Clara and Donna
    hugged as girls do.
    	They crawled into bed facing each other. Aunt Clara
    was ready to listen to all Donna had to say.
    	"Go ahead, Sweetheart, where we left off?" Clara
    waited for a reply.
    	"Ah..... where did we leave off?" Donna knew but
    wanted to make sure she was on the same subject as her
    Aunt.
    	"You had just told me you and Kevin had a little.....
    well, you played together," Aunt Clara reminded.
    	"I am so ashamed!" Donna began to get a big tear in
    one eye.
    	Wiping the tear away, Clara surprised Donna with,
    "Don't need to be ashamed, what you did was not earth-
    shattering."
    	"You mean it was okay for us to do it?" Donna
    responded surprised.
    	"Didn't say it was OK! I said you don't need to be
    ashamed. The two of you did not do anything that was so
    terrible! True, it was not a socially accepted activity but
    if you really think it out, a few million others were doing
    the thing at the same time. Hey, after all it is a human
    function."
    	"You really mean it's, okay but not for me?" Confused,
    Donna questioned.
    	"And Kevin," Clara added.
    	"Kevin? I almost forgot about him.... is he in
    trouble? Will you tell his mother?" Donna was tensing up.
    	"Relax, I have no intention to tell anyone about this,
    at least not for now. Boys his age are just starting to get
    interested in girls. Girls his age are already slightly
    ahead of them in maturing, it does not take a smart person
    to figure out if opportunity is presented they just may try
    it out," Clara grinned.
    	"Auntie Clara, I just don't get it..... If tt is
    normal then why do we get into trouble for doing it, how
    come?" Donna was confused.
    	"Donna.... sex is for grownups, not for children."
    Clara, not knowing just what to say, used one of the
    world's oldest excuse to hide sex from children.
    	"If kids can't have sex then why do we feel all the
    things we do about it? In other words, how come our bodies
    want to do it if we are not ready?" Frustration abound with
    Donna.
    	"I do understand your point of view, but every society
    has its own laws governing the sexual lives of its people.
    Can you visualize the problems we would have if kids had a
    free run with their sexuality? No one would be safe on the
    street, little 6 year olds would be raped by older kids and
    if the kids had this freedom many adults would want the
    same. Where would you put the limit?" Clara painted a
    chaotic picture.
    	"But, but Kevin wanted to do it....." Donna cried.
    	"I don't doubt that at all! But he did have some help
    from you, that I am also sure," Clara pointed out.
    	"Well, ya I guess," Donna admitted.
    	"That's the point...... You see, you both were in
    agreement, and that in itself is a healthy thing, but
    suppose you were carried away by your own sex drive and
    Kevin did not want to. It is very possible that you could
    have forced him to find your own gratification and that
    would have been very wrong for Kevin," Clara explained.
    	"Ya, I understand...... I have been very pushy these
    last few days, that's for sure, but I would never force
    anyone," Donna confessed.
    	"Donna, you read in the paper ever once in a while
    about some adult forcing themselves on a child. I am sure
    most of them would had rather the child submit to them but
    not all children do, so he gets carried away with his own
    selfish needs and forces the child. That is called rape.
    	"But why can't they allow sex for those that want to?"
    came Donna's wishful thinking.
    	"Regardless of how we may feel about the matter the
    fact is there are laws to protect children from sex," Clara
    repeated.
    	"That isn't fair! If you knew how wonderful it was,
    you would know we were not out to hurt anyone," Donna was
    still protesting.
    	"Thank you, young lady, but I do know how it is. I was
    a teenager myself, remember. Anyway sex is something you
    have all your life, so it is best to stay healthy and
    wise...." Clara laughed.
    	"It still felt good!" Donna getting the last word.
    	"Donna, I understand, yes it does feel very good but
    you will have to settle on taking care of yourself without
    involving someone else.
    	 Donna closed her lips realizing she may be getting
    deeper then she should.
    	"Only....." Donna moaned.
    	"Only what?" Clara sat up leaning her back against the
    headboard.
    	"It isn't really sex or anything like it!" Donna felt
    depression coming on again.
    	"Tell me about it.." Clara waited for an answer.
    	"Well, sometimes when I changed their diapers the boys
    get bigger," Donna giggled.
    	"That's what boys do, that's for sure!" Clara giggled
    with her.
    	"Aunt Clara, why is it so much fun to play with?"
    Donna was so matter of fact.
    	"You like having sex play with them, eh? That is
    called masturbation," Clara said.
    	"Oh! I thought that was only when they played with
    themselves....... they do it all the time," Donna told
    another secret.
    	"You mean between themselves or do you help?" Clara
    was taking as if she and Donna were peers.
    	"Them mostly, I just watch but sometimes I help, too,"
    Donna giggled.
    	"What the boys do is called sex play! When you help
    out, as you say, it is still only sex play. Just another
    word for having sex. Is this what you and Kevin was doing
    just before you had sex with him?" Clara probed some more.
    	"Ya! Kevin wanted me to masturbate him. He said it
    would be alright because he wanted me to do it. One thing
    lead to another and I just thought maybe we could try
    it.... Oh! Auntie Clara, I just had to see what it would be
    like." Donna was pleading her case.
    	"And did you find it was what you wanted?" Clara
    asked.
    	"Ya! I guess so.... It was sort of fun. It felt good
    afterwards but then I began thinking about it I felt
    terrible." Donna bit down on her lip.
    	"That terrible feeling is called guilt. What you were
    doing was not what you believed to be right, therefore you
    felt bad about it," Clara said.
    	There was a time of quiet. The wind outside caused the
    curtain to blow back and forth through the open window. The
    moon that lighted the room was turning darker as the moon
    crossed over the house.
    	It was Clara that broke the silence. "Donna....."
    	"Ya!" She answered.
    	"I wondered if you were still awake....... Tell me, do
    you think you could find the same relief by masturbation?"
    Clara whispered.
    	"With Kevin, you mean do it again with Kevin?" Donna's
    voice cracked a bit.
    	"No, I was thinking of yourself, in the privacy of
    your bedroom." Clara watched for an expression on Donna's
    face.
    	"Alone?" Donna whispered back.
    	"I know how much harder this is going to be for you
    now that you have tasted the real thing. It is nearly
    impossible for anyone to once tasted the joys of full sex
    not to want to repeat it," Clara announced.
    	"What you trying to tell me I will just have to play
    with myself...... I will have these powerful feelings but I
    will have to live with it? Donna felt almost helpless.
    	"So what would you suggest? Clara asked.
    	"It's not fair..... I can't hold in these feelings any
    longer. What can I do?" Donna was desperate.
    	"Let's see.... you could hide in a cave or joining a
    nun group!" Clara teased.
    	"There has to be something else, I can't stand it any
    longer, really!" Almost in tears again Donna kicked at the
    covers exposing more of herself.
    	"So would you want to repeat your playing with the
    boys?" Clara suggested.
    	"What can I do?" Donna pulled herself up beside her
    Aunt.
    	 Clara put her arm around the teenager hugging her
    close.
    	"I will talk this over with Mr. Lenny, I bet he would
    have an answer for you." Clara felt like she was failing
    her niece. "He might think of something."
    	Donna snuggled closer against her Aunt. "Could you be
    happy with masturbation only?" she whispered.
    	"Well, Uncle Lenny and I were taking the other day. We
    suspected something was going on between you and the boys
    so we decided to do something about it," Clara explained.
    	"How you know something was going on? We were very
    quiet and careful," Donna asked.
    	"A few weeks ago Uncle Lenny had a talk with Benji
    and....... well, to make a long story short, we added two
    and two the answer always pointed to sex play, so....."
    Clara explained.
    	"How come you never said anything until now?"
    Nervously, Donna took her Aunts hand placing it next to her
    face.
    	"We wanted to take some time thinking it over. We know
    you would never hurt the boys nor could the boys hurt you
    so we let it go for time being. Donna..... you should know
    by now both myself and Uncle Lenny are very open-minded
    about these things. We knew when you moved in with us that
    being an older girl changing Benji's diaper would be an
    important part of your growing up and Benji's development.
    He being the only child would not have had the opportunity
    to learn about girls as those that have sisters. And you
    being the only child would not have the chance to learn
    about these things as would one with brothers. We think it
    was a good choice having you become one of our family. We
    have trust in you and Benji. You both are great kids.
    	"But what about me, Masturbation is okay now and then
    but I want more, It's driving me wild." Donna was more then
    just upset.
    	"Tell you what, I will make a deal with you..... you
    let me talk it over with Mr. Lenny and if he agrees with
    what I have in mind, then I will get back to you. Meantime,
    I want you to just change diapers, give baths and use your
    room to masturbate in private. Will you agree to this for
    the next few days?" Clara laid it out for Donna to ponder
    over.
    	After a bit of silence Donna put her arms around Clara
    and whispered in her ear, "I'll try it."
    	"Good, that is settled. We just want you to spend as
    much time with the boys as you want to. We just want you to
    know we love you but all we ask is you keep us informed. If
    you feel you can not keep this agreement please tell me.
    OK?"
    	"Okay, I will." Donna yawned.
    	"Well, I think it is time to get some sleep!" Clara
    looked at the clock, it was 1 A.M.
    	Across the hall the boys laid restlessly. "Did you
    hear something?" Benji asked.
    	"No, must have been the wind," Kevin said as he turned
    over to a new position.
    	"Hey! you stink, butthead!" Benji told Kevin.
    	"I do.... I thought it was you!" Kevin giggled.
    	"I'm just wet.. you're the one who pooped." Benji got
    up to fetch two clean diapers.
    	Kevin got the diaper pail open then dropped his in.
    "Come help me, Benji."
    	"OK, then you do me." Benji got the baby wipes out of
    the drawer.
    	Down the hall lay a lone man tossing to and forth,
    restless without his wife. With a quiet sigh Mr. Lenny
    looked at the clock, 1 A.M..
    	And so another ending to a perfect day at the Lenny
    household.

    Part 72 -- Family called to the Carpet.

    	The sun was shining in Clara's face, waking her up.
    	"Donna, get up it is past 8 O'clock, we overslept."
    	Donna yawned, opened her eyes. She turned over facing
    Clara, "Good morning."
    	And so we begin another perfect day at the Lenny
    household.
    	Clara grabbed her robe around herself then headed for
    the kitchen were she found the boys and Mr. Lenny eating a
    bowl of cereal.
    	"Where you been, mom?" Benji asked.
    	"I stayed with Donna last night, she wasn't feeling
    very well!" Clara said.
    	"Ya! I know.... she didn't have any clothes on last
    night, either!" Kevin said as he filled his mouth with
    another spoon full.
    	"Mom, how come she was naked out in the hall?" Benji
    asked.
    	"Well, I just think she was so tired after a day
    running around for you boys that she just forgot to put on
    her robe when you called her." Clara was right, of course.
    	"Get things worked out with her?" Mr. Lenny asked.
    	"I think so....... I will tell you about it later."
    Clara answered with a finger to her mouth.
    	"Oh, that bad, eh?" Mr. Lenny took a bite of toast.
    	"How about you boys, you sleep well last night?" She
    asked.
    	"Ya! I guess so.....But what was all the noise about
    early this morning? Sounded like something fell or
    something," Benji inquired.
    	"I don't know.... I must have slept through it," Clara
    said as she poured herself a cup of coffee.
    	"Benji peed his diaper." Kevin popped one on Benji's
    shoulder.
    	"Ya, and you pooped yours," came back Benji.
    	"Hope you got the mess cleaned up.... what did you do
    with the messy diapers?" Clara knew Donna may not feel like
    dealing with it just yet.
    	"In the Diaper Pail." Benji stood up to stretch his
    arms.
    	"Remind me to get them out of your room before Donna
    sees them."
    	"Why can't she see them, she always does!" Benji
    giggled.
    	Mr. Lenny spoke up saying, "I think we should give
    Donna a little breathing room for the next few days, OK
    boys!"
    	Both Kevin and Benji looked at each other and shrugged
    their shoulders in wonderment.
    	"How come?" Benji pushed for an answer.
    	"She's just not feeling well, that's why, besides she
    needs a rest from you two for a while." Mr. Lenny stood up
    taking his cereal bowl to the sink and poured a second cup
    of coffee.
    	"She was alright last night....err, until she stripped
    down for us," Kevin giggled.
    	Donna was standing in the doorway just as Kevin said
    that.
    	"I feel fine now, guess I was to tired last night,
    sorry for the commotion." She walked up behind Kevin giving
    him a flip on the head with her finger.
    	"Ouch! Stop that!" Kevin protested.
    	"Now kids, settle down before I kick all of you
    outside." Clara reached for a broom she kept by the stove.
    	Both boys raced out the back door into the back yard,
    you guessed it, wearing only a diaper.
    	Donna sat down after getting her bowl of cereal. Clara
    and Tom Lenny sat across from her.
    	"You had quite a night didn't you Donna?" Tom opened
    the conversation.
    	"I'm sorry, Uncle Lenny, I really am!" Donna ducked
    her head.
    	"Now let's have none of that.... no more down the
    dumps." Clara reached across the table patting Donna's
    hand.
    	"Uncle Lenny, I don't know what got into me..... Kevin
    being so much younger then I," Donna said.
    	"I haven't had a chance to tell him yet, Donna!" Clara
    motioned for her to keep quiet.
    	"Talk to me.... about what?" Tom became curious.
    	"I wanted to tell you later when we could talk alone,
    but now since it has been brought up...... It seems we were
    right. A little hanky-panky was going on a few days ago,"
    Clara said.
    	"A little hanky panky?" Mr. Lenny repeated.
    	"Donna and Kevin made out while we were down town."
    Clara let the chips fly to land where ever they would.
    	Mr. Lenny never raised his head but looked up with his
    eyes at Donna. She felt like crawling under the table.
    	"Made out, you say...... while we were gone... Well!"
    was all he had to say.
    	"Yes, but we didn't mean to!" Donna quietly said
    without looking up.
    	There was silence as she waited for his reply. The
    only sounds came from laughing boys outside. Donna looked
    out the window with the corner of her eye. Even now the
    very sight of the boys in diapers caused a ripple of
    excitement to crawl up Donna's back. She had a slight smile
    in the corner of her mouth.
    	"You didn't mean to? What do you mean?" Tom asked in a
    quite tone.
    	"I mean... I did want to...... but didn't mean to
    cause trouble." Donna looked him in the eye.
    	"Oh, I see. Did you have to twist Kevin's arm to get
    him into the mood for.... playing?" Tom asked with a
    twinkle in his eye.
    	"No, we both wanted to, but Uncle Lenny, we were just
    playing.... we did not mean to do something bad. You got to
    believe me!" Donna pleaded for mercy.
    	"I know, Sweetheart, I know. I would have been more
    concerned if Kevin did not show any interest, but I am glad
    to hear he is a normal healthy boy. And I am equally
    thankful that you are a normal healthy girl." Tom got up
    and walked over to the window.
    	Donna followed him with her eyes wondering what he was
    up to. Then Tom just walked on into the living room where
    he picked up the morning paper and started to read it.
    	"Is he done?" Donna asked Clara.
    	"I don't know. Maybe!" Clara said shrugging her
    shoulders.
    	"Is he upset with me?" Donna asked with a frown.
    	"I doubt if your Uncle could ever be upset with you,
    my Dear." Clare motioned for Donna to stay put. Then she
    got up walking into the living room.
    	Donna wondered what was going to happen. She could not
    hear what they were saying but she watched as Clara and
    Uncle Lenny talked.
    	"You sure got quiet all of a sudden," Clara said to
    Tom.
    	"It won't hurt her to think about it a while," Tom
    winked at his wife.
    	"Why do parents make such a big thing out of small
    problems?" Clara asked with a sigh.
    	"Do you think what they did was a small problem? Are
    we are making more problems for her?" Tom returned.
    	"She thinks we are, I am sure of that. What do you
    really think about all this, is it such a big thing, after
    all?" Aunt Clare looked back at Donna.
    	"I'm not just thinking about the activity itself, I am
    thinking of what impact this will have for the whole family
    if it gets out into the neighborhood. Donna is still only a
    child herself. Kevin isn't our own child, we may have to
    explain this to his parents. Besides..... he so much
    younger then her." Tom was looking at the worst of the
    problem.
    	"I can understand that. But is it all her fault.... I
    mean, we have let the boys run around almost naked. A
    diaper is like underpants. The way they run around could
    make any girl horny. Not to mention what it does for
    them...... I think we should take that into account, that
    maybe it is our fault, we could have driving her to it."
    Aunt Clara was looking at the problem from a different view
    point.
    	"We are between a rock and a hard place. If we condone
    her activity she will get the idea we don't care what she
    does with the boys, If we punish her we could be telling
    her sex is wrong and she is a bad girl. It could damage her
    own sexuality, not to mention how it will affect the
    family." Tom pondered the question in the balance.
    	"I see! You're right of course. What would happen if
    Kevin tells about it to other friends, you know how boys
    like to brag?" There was more silence as the two adults
    pondered over the problem.
    	"Yes, and what about his parents, they have a right to
    know. The more I think about this the more I can see big
    trouble looming up ahead. At this point it seems to me
    secrecy is the best route to take. Yet that in itself is a
    dangerous trap," Tom warned.
    	"I see your point. Ok, what do you think about
    this.... We bring the boys along with Donna and together we
    talk this thing out in the open. It would seem to me once
    it was all out in the open with the family we could get
    more communication. This secret thing is a little scary I
    think. Too much can happen when we do not know what is
    going on," Clara suggested.
    	"I fully agree. Let's get it started soon as possible.
    The longer this hangs over us the harder it will be to
    finding a solution." Tom agreed.
    	"Now is a good time, they are all together now. Soon
    Kevin will be picked up by his parents," Clara pointed out.
    	"His parents, Oh my! That is still a problem. How will
    we bring this up to them?" Tom shook his head.
    	Meantime in the kitchen, Donna was feeling the
    pressure of not knowing what was going to happen.
    	Donna watched out the window as the boys wrestled
    around on the grass. In a way she wished she was one of
    them that way she would not be feeling so bad right now.
    	Donna turned around to find both Aunt Clara and Uncle
    Lenny standing behind her. Her heart started beating
    faster.
    	"What!" she cried out.
    	"Sorry to had frightened you, Sweetheart!" Uncle Lenny
    said.
    	Aunt Clara went to the door and called the boys to
    come in the house. Donna knew something was going to happen
    and that she was the object of discussion. She started to
    shake as fear over took her.
    	When the boys came in all sweaty from their play,
    Benji asked, "what's up?"
    	Kevin sat on a chair kicking his feet back and forth
    holding his head in his hands with elbows on the table. The
    look of complete innocence on his face.
    	Mr. Lenny came back into the kitchen. He sat at the
    head of the table.
    	After looking at each of the boys and Donna he began,
    "What I am going to say is very important so listen very
    carefully. It has come to our attention that you boys have
    been hiding some very serious activity from Mom and
    myself."
    	"We have? what we do? Kevin sat back in his chair.
    	"I didn't do anything, honest!" Benji sat on the edge
    of his seat waiting to hear the rest of what his dad was
    about to say.
    	"It is very important that what we say here remains
    with us only," Tom commanded.
    	"Oh Boy! a secret!" Kevin popped up.
    	"Not entirely, Kevin, but close. I am asking you
    especially not to talk about it to anyone until I have had
    time to work it all out. If you should have to talk I want
    you to come to me or Clara. Understood?" Tom pointed his
    finger right in Kevin's face.
    	"OK! I promise," Kevin answered.
    	"How about you, Benji?" Tom pointed toward him.
    	"Ya, Sure, count on it!" Benji answered.
    	"I know you will also be careful won't you, Donna?"
    All eyes were upon Donna.
    	"You know I will, Uncle Lenny." Donna was nervous but
    took a deep breath. She knew what was coming.
    	The room grew quiet as Mr. Lenny got ready to say his
    speech.
    	Mr. Lenny turned facing right at Kevin. "Kevin, we
    know you had sex with Donna." Now that is as plain and out
    right as anyone could be. The words seemed to bounce off
    the walls. Kevin was stunned as he never suspected he was
    found out.
    	Tom gave Kevin time to react. Every eye was on Kevin.
    Benji's mouth fell open in unbelief. Kevin took a quick
    glance at Donna like he would like to slug her one. Donna
    just gaze at the floor remaining very quite.
    	Kevin thought of denying it but he knew they really
    knew about it. He sank back in his chair.
    	Benji looked at his friend with glaring eyes, "How
    come?" Benji asked.
    	Before Kevin could answer Tom spoke up in his defense.
    "Benji, Kevin did not mean to cause you or us any trouble,
    he is sorry if he hurt you." Tom gave him time to respond.
    	Kevin said not a word but nodded his head in
    agreement. A feeling of hotness ran all over him as
    embarrassment began its work on him.
    	"No one told me about it....." Benji looked over at
    Donna. She detected a slight grin on his face but at the
    same time she detected some hurt in his eyes.
    	"OK, now we will try to work this thing out," Tom
    said. then he continued, "We want you kids to know we love
    each and every one of you. We will try to protect you all
    we can," Mr. Lenny said in a calm and loving way.
    	"Now let's get to work on this," Clara asked. She gave
    each child a look of acceptances.
    	And again another day in the life of the Lenny family.

    Part 73

    	"Now let's get to work on this," Clara asked. She gave
    each child a look of acceptances.
    	"What you want us to do, Aunt Clara?" Donna asked
    nervously.
    	"Well, first of all let me ask you a question. Do you
    think it was a good idea to involve Kevin into your
    problems, Donna?" Clara asked.
    	"No, maybe not.... It all happened so quickly." Donna
    ducked her head. Both boys giggled.
    	"And you, Kevin, what do you think about all of this?"
    Clara asked.
    	Kevin sat back in his chair. His hands grasped both
    sides of the seat. "What you mean?"
    	"I think what Mrs. Lenny is trying to ask is, do you
    think you would do it again, knowing what you know now?"
    Mr. Lenny asked.
    	"Sure! It was fun, besides she let me....... I mean,
    it was Ok wasn't it, because she said it was alright....
    wasn't it?" Kevin was a little mixed up.
    	"Not exactly. You see, Kevin, just because something
    seems alright doesn't mean it is okay. You must think of
    the consequence of your activity," Tom Lenny explained.
    	"And just because it feels good doesn't mean it is
    alright. We are not condemning you, we just want you all to
    understand that even if something seems alright we must
    take into consideration of others. Understand!" Clara
    stepped in.
    	"But.... But!" Kevin tried to get out but the words
    would not come.
    	"What is done is done, we can not go back and change
    things. So what is done is in the past. But for the present
    and future we ask you to leave sex alone until your old
    enough to understand it. OK?" Clara tried to explain.
    	"Do you understand sex, Mrs. Lenny?" Kevin asked.
    	"........ Ah! a little more then you do right now."
    Clara stammered.
    	"Why is it so much fun, why does it feel so good?"
    Benji was only being honest with himself.
    	"Have you been involved, Benji?" Tom asked.
    	"Well, not really, not like Kevin but..... you know!"
    Benji turned a little red in the face.
    	Donna squirmed on her chair. "Isn't sex a natural
    function? I mean, everyone does it, don't they?"
    	"Yes, it is natural and it is something for you to
    enjoy later in life. It is something to look forward to,
    but right now we're too young to understand." Donna said it
    but did not really believe it and her voice gave her away.
    	"We're ten years old," Benji piped up, "I understand
    it!"
    	"Ya! me too," Kevin added.
    	"Auntie Clara, I am past puberty, my body tells me I
    am ready, I want to do it, but you tell me I can't do it
    because I don't understand sex right now. You tell me it is
    for me in the future. But, Aunt Clara, the future never
    comes, we only have the now! Why can't we at least
    experiment now?" Donna pleaded for an answer.
    	"It is because you kids are not ready for complete sex
    just yet, your just not ready for adult things like this."
    Tom tried to explain but was not getting his point across.
    	Kevin stood up. His face showed frustration of his
    youth. In his own way he tried to put across his feelings.
    	"I and Benji are only 10 years old, almost 11, I know
    this is not much compared to your lives but this is our age
    and our lives. You say we are not ready for sex yet, well,
    how come we could do it, I mean, Donna and I did it. If we
    are not ready then how come we could do it. We get a hard
    on, we have feelings, we want to do it. Donna said it was
    alright and we did it. So why can't we?" Kevin got into the
    conversation.
    	"Because we say so!" Clara used the old worn-out
    reason parents use when they can no longer find answers.
    	Benji spoke up, "Mom....I'm not a little kid.... I am
    a big boy now and I do have feelings like I never had
    before. Like Kevin said, we do get hard and it is hard for
    us not to know that. One time you told me it was Ok for me
    to play with myself now you say we can't do that. I was
    only 5 years old then now I am 11 almost. You say we boys
    don't understand about sex. But you're wrong.... Mom, we do
    know about it." Benji was near tears.
    	"I'm much older then any of you, yet I don't
    understand everything. So why don't we just try to solve
    this problem with what we do know. Does anyone have a
    suggestion as to how we can handle this situation?" Tom
    asked.
    	"But Benji is right... The boys do get hard enough for
    sex. Besides they know more then you think. Kevin did not
    have to ask how to do it when we did it. He already knew
    and so did I. So when you tell us we are not ready and
    don't understand enough it just isn't true. It is not fair
    of you to tell us we don't understand." Donna interceded
    for the boys.
    	"You are just children. You should not be so engrossed
    with these kind of things until you grow up more. I would
    like you all to learn more about it before you go off the
    deep end. Understand?" Tom's wishes were to protect the
    children.
    	"Experience is the best teacher, you said it yourself,
    Daddy!" Benji made the others laugh.
    	Kevin sat back down slumping back on the chair with
    one foot on the seat the other dangling towards the floor.
    	"So I did, and I fully believe that to be true, but
    some things are best left alone. You wouldn't want to
    experience falling off a cliff now would you? There are
    some things in life best not to experience but only think
    about." Again Tom offered his opinion.
    	"Do you have anything to add to this discussion,
    Donna?" Clara asked.
    	"It seems to me everyone ought to be able to make
    their own decision about when they are ready for sex or
    not. You make such a big deal out of it anyway. It really
    is not much to it.... Thinking about it is much more
    exciting.... the doing it is nothing more then getting
    close and touching. It is a lot like masturbation only
    having another person masturbate you. It drives you mad
    because you have no control over what they will do. When
    Kevin got on top of me and first entered into me I could
    only think about what was happening. It was the most
    wonderful feeling I ever had. What can be so wrong about
    loving and being loved by someone you like?" Donna was
    somewhat embarrassed for what she just said but was not the
    lease sorry she said it.
    	"Nothing was done to hurt or harm anyone." Kevin spoke
    in defense of their feelings.
    	"Ya, all that happens is we play with each other and
    rub against each other. It feel good, like getting a hug."
    Donna continued her line of thought.
    	"That is true, Honey, no one got hurt. I am sure you
    and Kevin are just fine. But what happens when Kevin's mom
    and dad hear about it? What happens when the other kids at
    school get word that you had sex with a younger boy? Now
    neither of you can claim to be a virgin any longer, how
    will that affect your future? These are things to think
    about. So when you say no one got hurt you must look
    farther then the moment of pleasure," Tom explained.
    	"I think what we need to do is put a stop to this
    activity here and now. Sex is not a toy to be played with.
    We must use responsibility," Clara said.
    	"You mean I must continue to suffer the pain of
    wanting sex and can do nothing about it? It is almost
    unbearable!" Donna came close to tears.
    	"Whoa! There are ways to find relief from your
    hormones without having a boy climbing on top of you!"
    Clara reported.
    	"Oh! Sure! what does a girl do, take a cold shower?"
    Donna and the boys gave all their attention to Clara.
    	"Yes, anything that would get your mind onto something
    else. You can't be aroused when your mind is onto something
    else. You could also use some of the techniques you have
    already been using." Tom interrupted.
    	"You funny, Daddy... We have no..... techniques?" the
    boys looked at each other in surprise.
    	"Sure you have. I never once thought you boys were
    just sleeping together. When you reach out to each other,
    touching and the like, you help to get some of that energy
    to subside. And Donna, when your alone don't you ever play
    with yourself? These are direct ways to help yourselves.
    But there are other ways, too. Like a nice warm bath,
    letting your body enjoy the sudsy water. You boys enjoy
    wearing diapers, that also is a technique that helps you
    from overloading. Also your going outside in nothing but a
    diaper, doesn't this give you some kind of nice feelings.
    All this helps to ward off building up sexual hormones,"
    Tom explained.
    	"You mean Kevin and I can play together.... making
    ourselves get a hard on, is it alright for us to do that?"
    Benji beamed at the revelation.
    	"Boys have been doing this since time began, but only
    within boundaries. When your alone and you know you will
    not offend anyone I see no reason to stop you. However,
    both of you need to agree, you can not force anyone to play
    with you. I see no reason why you cannot experiment with
    each other as long as no one else could hear or see you.
    Understand?" Clara said.
    	"I will back that up also, But remember, with
    boundaries.... Limitations. I know boys that are the best
    of friends do experiment at times, but I would ask you to
    keep us informed so we can give you some guidance. I mean,
    I want you to feel free to talk to me or your Mom about
    anything you do. Would you obey that rule?" Mr. Lenny
    asked.
    	"Oh boy! Sure Mr. Lenny. Won't we, Benji?" Kevin
    looked happy as a lark.
    	Benji wanted his Dad to re-confirm what he just said.
    When Tom repeated his plan for the boys Benji, like his
    best friend Kevin, clapped his hands for joy.
    	"Does that also mean that Donna can.... you know, feel
    us when she changes diapers?" Benji asked.
    	"Within limits! I want to know just what is going on,
    too." Tom answered.
    	"Daddy, I will tell you everything you want to know.
    This is great!" Benji giggled.
    	"What about me.... The boys get each other when they
    sleep together at night..... but what about me?" Donna felt
    left out again.
    	The room drew quite for a few more minutes. Then Donna
    spoke again.
    	"I am all alone.... they have each other, but I am
    alone. I don't want to play with myself all the time.
    Besides it is not the same just to wiggle their little
    stiff things between my fingers. I want to be touched
    also!" Donna's eyes filled with tears.
    	"I know it will be difficult for you for awhile,
    Sweetheart, that's why we have decided to allow you to
    continue looking after the boys. You can change them like
    always, this will give you a chance to touch them now and
    again. We are not so heartless to leave you without any
    outlet. We just ask that you do not go all the way with
    them again. In other words no intercourse." Clara explained
    the limits placed on Donna.
    	"This is the reason We want you to confide in us about
    how you feel. When you talk with us we get a better
    understanding what is going on. We are willing to meet you
    over half way. There are many ways where we can help. I
    think we can work something out that will help Donna as
    well as the boys. When the sexual tensions take hold of any
    of you don't keep it to yourselves like you have been
    doing. Please come either of us, we will help." Uncle Lenny
    promised.
    	"What your Uncle is saying, Dear, is this.... If you
    would come to us before the drive gets too much a hold on
    you, we will find other ways to help you." Clara said.
    	Both boys were squirming on their chairs.
    	Benji stood up, "Can me and Kevin go back outside and
    play?"
    	"OK boys, thank you for coming in. I know it may be
    boring for you but this is something we needed to talk over
    with you. Yes you may go out side. But one last word, Keep
    this to yourselves, OK?" Tom said.
    	"It isn't boring, Mr. Lenny..... We like to play
    around as much as wearing diapers!" Kevin said.
    	"I'm so glad your happy about it, Kevin." Tom laughed
    at the boys openness.
    	Just as the boys ran out the door, Clara called out
    reminding Kevin to keep silent on what they were talking
    about. "We want to keep your parents out of it for time
    being."
    	"I know! Thanks!" Kevin called back as the back door
    slammed shut.
    	"I think we handled that rather nicely don't you,
    Dear?" Tom spoke to Clara.
    	"I do, but do you think we should have given more
    limits to their playing?" Clara asked.
    	"It will be just fine, too many rules and don'ts
    confuse the real purpose. Let's wait and see," Tom
    answered.
    	When the two adults turned back to the kitchen table
    they found Donna with her head buried into her hands
    leaning over the table. She was crying uncontrollably.
    	"What on earth is wrong, Girl?" Clara asked.
    	"Nothing has really changed for me, the boys get to
    play together but I don't. You all think I am stupid and
    don't understand, but I do and I just don't like it." Donna
    jumped up and ran to her room slamming the door so hard the
    windows vibrated.

    Part 74 -- The Promise

    	Mr. Lenny started to go after Donna but Clara stopped
    him. "Let her have some time to herself. We can help her
    later, but right now she needs to be alone."
    	"You're right, of course. But I just don't like to see
    her so upset. What you think she meant by 'the boys get to
    play together but I don't'?" Tom asked.
    	"You would have to be a girl to understand. Right now
    she feels we have given the boys all the advantages and
    left her to shift for herself," Clara explained.
    	"I still don't get it," Tom was puzzled.
    	"Don't you get it? ....You see, the boys have each
    other to keep each other company, but she has no one to
    stay with her. She feels left out, as if we don't really
    care or understand her. She wants some close contact with a
    warm body, it doesn't have to be sex or anything like that
    but she just feels..... left out.... she feels lonely,
    actually!"
    	"But she is around all of us all the time, why should
    she feel lonely?" Tom scratched his head.
    	"Girls have feelings too, Dear. Donna is a very
    sensitive girl who is just learning there are some things
    she cannot have. You see, it is like the boys
    experimenting, she feels she has no one with whom she can
    exchange feelings and activity with. Therefore, she feels
    left out of things," Clara tried to explain.
    	"That is not true about the boys, Kevin is not our boy
    and he is not always here. Benji is our only boy. Well,
    until our little one is born," Tom pointed out.
    	"True, but we do allow Benji to have company time to
    time. Donna hasn't gotten to know many girls around here
    yet. What you think about encouraging her to get out with
    her peers more often?" Clara suggested.
    	"Sure, I think it would be good for her to find a
    close friend, but you know, when 'what's his name' gets
    born we will need her to help out with the baby." Tom
    patted his wife's belly.
    	'You're right again, It may be good for Donna to have
    another girl friend to sort of 'help' her with the boys,
    what you think?" Clara gave Tom a kiss.
    	"I would not care as long as they are careful with the
    new baby. By the way, when do you go in for that test that
    shows if it is a boy or girl?" Tom grinned.
    	"First of the week, Doctor Davis made my appointment,
    we have to go to the hospital for that. What you want, boy
    or girl." She asked Tom.
    	"Either one, but an another boy would be nice. On the
    other hand a baby girl may be just what Benji needs or what
    Donna needs. OH, I don't know... guess I just want the baby
    to be healthy and with all parts there." Tom gave Clara
    another hug and kiss.
    	Benji came running into the house crying while holding
    his knee. His parents could see red blood trickling down
    his leg. Kevin was close behind with the look of hurt in
    his eyes.
    	"What happened, boys?!" Tom asked.
    	"We were just playing when Benji tripped and fell
    down, he hit something like a rock or something," Kevin
    told them.
    	Clara had Benji sit on a chair while she held up his
    leg to see the cut. Benji was more scared then hurt. He
    tried not to show any more tears.
    	Clara had Kevin go into the bathroom to get a warm
    wash cloth. Tom followed to get a couple of Band-Aids.
    	Donna, hearing the crying came out of her room. She
    rushed to Benji's side asking, "What has happened?"
    	Donna began to lightly brush Benji's hair with her
    hand. "There, there it's going to be alright!"
    	Tom and Clara looked at each other smiling. "Looks
    like Donna is over her problem," Tom whispered to Clara.
    	"Of course, all it takes is some little thing to get
    her mind off herself and everything will be alright," Clara
    added, "That's the way we girls are!"
    	It wasn't more then a few minutes and the boys went
    back outside to play.
    	The doorbell rang. It was Kevin's mother. She had come
    over to pick Kevin up.
    	Nobody mentioned anything about Kevin and Donna. The
    problem was solved and now put on the back shelf. No need
    to stir things up. They would only be misunderstood and
    developing into more trouble.
    	After Kevin and his Mother had gone everything seemed
    to be back to normal. Donna had led Benji off to his room
    for a much-needed diaper change. Tom and Clara sat in their
    easy chairs reading the paper as if nothing has changed.
    	Have the earlier problems really been set aside? Well,
    maybe for a little while, but Benji was not quite ready to
    let sleeping dogs lie.
    	Donna had just removed his messy diaper making some
    comment about the strong odor. Benji lay still, allowing
    Donna to wash his butt. When she had finished and was about
    to place a clean diaper on him, Benji asked a pointed
    question.
    	"Did Kevin really do it with you?"
    	Not wanting to get into it right now, Donna acted as
    if she did not hear him. She tightened the cloth diaper as
    much as she could then pinned them up. She reached for the
    plastic panties and was slipping them over his feet when
    Benji asked another question.
    	"What did it feel like, did you like him doing it?"
    Benji was sitting up with his feet hanging over the edge of
    the bed. Donna slipped the plastic panties up to his thighs
    then had Benji stand up.
    	"Why don't you answer me, Donna? I just need know!"
    	Donna pulled the panties over the diaper and gently
    gave a gentle pat with her hand over his diapered butt.
    	She whispered into this ear. "Both Kevin and I liked
    it..... And I wished it was you, also."
    	Benji eyes opened wide as if he was about to enter
    into some great new mystery. "Really!" He whispered back.
    	Donna did not answer but kissed him on the forehead
    and turned to leave the room.
    	"When?" Benji said with a slight shaking to his voice.
    	"Someday!" Donna gave him a wave then shut the door
    behind her.
    	Benji was beside himself. he jumped up and down in his
    excitement. "Yiiiiiiipe!" Then he picked up his diaper pail
    carrying to the back porch garbage can. He had to walk
    right by Donna where their eyes meant. Donna quickly ducked
    her head back into the magazine she was reading. Benji did
    a few hops and skips as he headed for the door.
    	So ends another peek into the lives of the Lenny
    family.

    Part 75 -- New Experience

    	The Lenny family sat around the TV watching a special
    movie. Donna had made some popcorn, Clara made some punch.
    They all were together in the living room.
    	What a picture that would had made. Donna in her light
    nightgown curled up on her chair. Clara and Tom Lenny
    sitting side by side on the couch. Clara leaning into Toms
    arms. On the floor lying on his belly with his legs spread
    out and knees bent upward as he kicked playfully was Benji
    in only his diaper, chin being held in his hands. He was
    fully engrossed into the movie. Donna glancing once in
    awhile at her little cousin as he wiggled on the floor.
    	The movie was over now. Clara had the children pick up
    their mess. Tom went outside to put the car in the garage.
    Benji was sent to his bedroom.
    	Benji wasn't at all tired. He flopped himself on top
    his bed. He propped his head up on double pillows so he
    could read one of his comics.
    	Donna came in to check on him before she went to bed.
    When she opened the door she found him lying on his stomach
    across the bed with his feet hanging over the edge. She sat
    down beside him, "What you doing?" she asked.
    	"Reading!" he remarked.
    	Donna picked up one of his comics and lay back,
    holding it above her head so she could read it.
    	"Want me to give you a big thick diaper tonight?" She
    asked him while patting his butt.
    	"Ok!" he answered without taking his eye of the comic.
    	Donna rolled to her side so she could undo his diaper.
    She peeled the diaper off his butt laying it back on the
    bed. She couldn't resist the temptation to place her hand
    on his bare butt.
    	Benji turned his head to see what she was doing. He
    gave her a big smile, "That feels good!"
    	"Like it, eh?" Donna giggled.
    	"Sure, don't you?" Benji went on reading his comic.
    	Donna pulled the diaper out from under him. She
    noticed it was dry and clean.
    	"Hey, you're suppose to use this thing, boy......!"
    she gave him another slap to the rear.
    	"Ouch!" Benji yelled.
    	"I am going to make you a nice diaper tonight, you
    mustn't take it off yourself. I will help you with it
    later." Donna got up and went to his chest of drawers.
    	Opening all the drawers she did not find what she was
    looking for. "Where are all your underpants?" Donna asked.
    	"Oh, they were put in a plastic sack in the back of
    the closet, Why?" Benji stood up and stretched.
    	Donna licked her lips when she saw him standing in
    front of her naked with his arms stretched out over his
    head. She turned away before the sight got her all
    flustered. She took the sack out of the closet and dumped
    the boy underpants on the bed.
    	"I don't wear them anymore... Mom was going to give
    them to the Salvation Army or something," Benji told Donna.
    	"I'm glad she didn't because we are going to have some
    fun with them!" She held up a pair pulling the elastic
    waist band wide as she could.
    	"You weird, you know!" Benji giggled.
    	"Not so weird, my dear Cousin. As you will soon find
    out." Donna had a handful of his underpants in her hand.
    She laid them beside the puzzled boy.
    	Donna had Benji lay back over the bed. She took his
    diaper off, throwing it into the pail next to the bed.
    	She picked up the first pair of underpants and slipped
    them up Benji's legs. After fitting it she pulled it up as
    tight as she could. Actually stretching some of the
    material. The she proceeded to put on another pair, then
    another, pulling each up as tight as she could go. After
    the sixth pair she had to stretch the legs of the next ones
    so they would fit over the first. Already they looked like
    a protruding mass between Benji's legs. Then Donna took
    another pair doing the same then another until she had
    eight pair on him.
    	"I gotta go pee," Benji cried.
    	"Oh! you do? that's too bad, sweetie. There's only one
    thing to do. Go Pee in your new diapers!" Donna took two
    more and pulled them on as tight as she could make them.
    	By this time Benji was beginning to squirm about as he
    tried to pee his pants.
    	"Hey, that's enough, they are too tight to pee in."
    Benji called out.
    	'Not enough yet, you still have three to go." Donna
    took the next one and pulled it until some of the seams
    began to split. She slipped it over the others. Finally she
    got the last one on only it split between the legs making
    it look like a open skirt with the elastic waist pinching
    tightly halfway over the others.
    	'Did you pee yet?" she asked him giggling.
    	"I don't know, I can't tell." Benji placed both hands
    over the front of his makeshift diaper. He said it felt as
    if he were touching someone else. He couldn't feel himself.
    	"Ya, you look like your going to have a baby!" Donna
    laughed out loud.
    	Benji was surprised he could stand up but he did
    alright. He walked over to the mirror to look at himself.
    Proudly he patted himself front and rear twisting himself
    to get a better view.
    	"Can I go outside and play?" Benji asked.
    	"Its dark outside, it's past 11 PM and you are
    supposed to be in bed." Donna reminded him.
    	"I know...... but its warm outside.... you can come
    with me. want to?" Benji pleaded.
    	"OK but only for a little while. I think your mom and
    dad are in bed by now." She said.
    	"Let's go!" Benji headed for the door.
    	"Be quiet when going past their door." Donna put her
    finger to her mouth.
    	The night air was warm with hardly a breeze of air
    moving. The moon was out lighting everything dimly with
    lots of shadows.
    	Benji ran into the alley dancing wildly as he waved
    his arms back and forth. Donna watched with interest.
    	Thinking the neighbors may see him, she ran out to him
    bring him back into the yard. She took him over behind the
    tool shed where they lay down on the grass.
    	"What you going to do, Donna?" Benji asked when she
    got down beside him.
    	"I just want to talk with you a while, Benji." Donna
    answered.
    	"What about?" Benji wasn't too sure about this.
    	"Do you mind my changing your diapers?" Donna giggled.
    	"No, I think it is cool! Like this diaper, only I have
    to get use to it." Benji said.
    	"Did I get it too tight?" Donna reached out to adjust
    his diaper.
    	Donna began to pull on the diaper, making it less
    tight if she could. But there were just too many underpants
    around his waist. Her fingers tickled him. This caused
    Benji to tighten up so the muscles went into a spasm. Benji
    wasn't sure if he liked it or not. With a little more
    tugging at his diaper Benji began to wiggle free. But when
    Donna resumed her fixing, Benji did not resist.
    	Donna then began to play a finger over his sides and
    down over his underpants onto his thighs. Benji opened his
    legs as if to invite her to tickle inside his thighs which
    she did.
    	Then Donna bent over giving him kisses over his diaper
    pants making her way up to his mouth where she held his
    face still while attempting to French-kissing him.
    	While kissing Donna felt over the front of his thick
    tight diapers. Benji giggled uncontrollably. The
    combination of feeling the touching, having his mouth
    stimulated with kisses and the smell of perfume made his
    head spin.
    	Benji did not mind her attention, but wished she would
    get to the point of what she wanted to do. He began to feel
    the effects of his light petting.
    	He just did not know how to say things to her like he
    would with Kevin. Besides, the diaper was much too tight,
    causing some pain that was becoming uncomfortable. To add
    to his frustration Benji had to pee in the worst way. But
    again because of the tightness of his underwear diaper he
    was not able to release as he normally would.
    	Getting Donna's attention, Benji told her, "I have to
    pee really, really bad."
    	Donna laid her head on his breast looking down towards
    his diaper she said, "Go ahead and do it." She was still
    petting parts of his body lightly with her finger.
    	Benji strained as hard as he could but no pee would
    come out even though I knew it had left his bladder. Again
    he grunted hard, in desperation he knew he had to finish
    his job. Then it happened.
    	All at once he felt the warm wetness leak up and then
    down into his underpants giving himself a warm feeling from
    the front to the rear. But that was not all. He felt a
    different heat of something gushing out from behind. With
    all this grunting he had pooped his pants. He knew he had
    not fully gotten it all out but the pressure to go was
    greatly relieved.
    	Donna was aware what had just happened. She laid
    beside him quietly waiting for Benji to say something.
    	When Benji told her what he did, she giggled, "About
    time! Now Let's go to bed!"
    	Just before getting up Donna instructed Benji to keep
    this all to himself, "They may not understand anyway!" She
    told him. Benji agreed.
    	"We didn't do anything wrong, so it is alright, but
    still better not tell anyone we went out after dark!" Donna
    repeated her warning.
    	"I know. Kevin and I have done that before..... it's
    fun being outside at night!" Benji giggled.
    	Just before they entered the back door, Donna took
    Benji in her arm giving him a hug and kiss. Benji kissed
    back.
    	"Wow! Benji your a real kisser." Donna opened the door
    letting Benji pass through first.
    	Whispering in his ear Donna asked, "Where you learn to
    do that?"
    	Kevin and I do it all the time!" He said as a matter
    of fact.
    	Did you like being in those diapers?" She asked as
    they walked through the kitchen.
    	"Sure! Only next time I don't make them so tight. It
    hurts down there!" Benji giggled.
    	"Shhhhh! come on lets tip toe to our bedrooms." Donna
    put her arm around Benji as they made their way down the
    hall.
    	Donna pushed Benji into his room the closed the door.
    "Get up on the bed." She commanded the boy.
    	"What we going to do now?" Benji looked a bit excited.
    	"I'm going to get you into a more comfortable diaper
    for the night." Donna explained as she began pulling off
    one layer of underpants. Benji helped her with the next,
    and so on until she carefully removed the last one.
    	"Ugh!" she said as she peeled off the poopy and wet
    cloth. While she was washing him up she noticed he may be
    ready for more play.
    	"Not now, it is late, besides Uncle Lenny told me not
    to mess with you boys so much." Donna got a sad look on her
    face, making Benji laugh.
    	Donna knew there would be more opportunities in the
    months ahead. Who knows what could happen in the future.
    Donna put the large night diaper on Benji, gave him a kiss
    over the diaper and on his belly she backed out of the
    room, closed the door. With a new clean dry diaper, his
    head resting on a soft pillow Benji rolled up into a ball.
    He stuck his thumb into his mouth, closed his eyes soon
    fell into deep sleep.

    Part 76 -- Donna's Concern

    	Benji was still in bed when Donna came into his
    bedroom. At first she did not want to wake him up, he
    looked so peaceful laying on top of the covers with his
    arms wrapped around his pillow. He was on his back with his
    legs slightly spread open. There was no question about his
    diaper being wet. The signs were all too clear.
    	When Donna decided to wake him she move in close and
    tickled him on the bottom of his feet. At first he only
    kicked out then drew back as he was. When she did it again
    he stretched himself out pushing the pillow aside.
    	"Hi... sleepy head!" Donna ran her hand up his leg and
    over his diaper. Benji gave her a big grin then did more
    stretching. Donna sat down beside him. She leaned over onto
    his breast placing an ear next to his nipple as if to
    listen to his heart beat.
    	"What you like to do today?" She asked in her girlish
    way.
    	"I don't know... yet!" Benji lightly ran his hand over
    her hair. Donna turned lifting her head slightly kissing
    him several times near his nipple. The aroma of his waking
    body was mixed with the smells of a little boy with diaper
    smells of urine with a slight suggestion of poopy pants.
    	Benji liked being awakened like this. Once he had told
    Donna that when she did this it got his day going in the
    right direction. She knew exactly what he meant.
    	"You smell good!" Donna commented.
    	"So do you!" Benji responded as he sniffed at her
    hair.
    	Donna sat up letting her hands find the top of his wet
    diaper. She pulled on them causing Benji to raise his butt
    off the bed. She let him drop back onto the bed.
    	Neither of them said another word but kept their eyes
    on each other while Donna teased at his diaper. To anyone
    who may be observing this scene would know they loved each
    other immensely.
    	"First of all these wet and messy diapers must come
    off." Then without any more conversation Donna unfastened
    them pulling them out from under him. She tossed them into
    the dirty diaper pail all without taking her eye off of
    Benji.
    	"Benji... do you like being naked... I mean without
    the diaper on while I am watching you?" Donna wasn't sure
    why she would ask such a question.
    	"I don't care.... But why you like to keep looking at
    me... you seen me before?" Benji came up on his elbows
    leaving his legs flat on the bed.
    	"I.. I don't understand it either! But I keep looking
    forward to changing you.... I don't really like dirty and
    smelly diapers but for some reason I just like to... look
    at you." She took her time leaving the boy exposed more the
    unusual.
    	"I know what you mean.... It's weird, really! I am a
    boy, Kevin is a boy but I still feel something when I look
    at him. Maybe it has to do with boys or something." Benji
    allowed himself to think deep about these kind of things.
    	"What you mean 'something to do with boys'?" Donna
    asked while slipping a clean diaper under him.
    	"Well, you know..... boys stick up like this." He
    pointed down at himself, "Girls don't have anything
    sticking out at all." Benji giggled a little.
    	"What! are you telling me boys are better then girls?"
    She gave him a light slap on the rump.
    	"Girls don't have one.... only boys do... maybe that
    is why we like looking at boys more then we do girls."
    Benji said trying to figure it all out.
    	"Are you saying you would rather look at a boy then a
    girl?" Donna raised her eyebrows as she waited for Benji to
    answer.
    	Benji took a little time before continuing. "Well.....
    Boys have more to see.... don't they?"
    	"True.... but you're a boy and you are suppose to want
    to look at girls, don't you know?" Donna giggled. Pulling
    his disposable diaper into place she fastened one of the
    fasteners.
    	"Ya! but.... boys are more fun!" Benji pushed his hand
    down under this diaper keeping Donna from closing it up.
    	"Well, Mr. know-it-all, I don't know if boys are more
    fun then girls but you may be right about something......
    Boys don't get much chance to have fun with girls. On the
    other hand, girls don't have much chance to have fun with
    boys either. IF I had may way.....!" Donna cut it short.
    	Benji pulled his hand back allowing her to finish the
    diapering job. Then he moved to the edge of the bed letting
    his feet hang over the edge. Donna move in beside him
    putting her arm around his waist giving him a gentle
    squeeze.
    	"What you mean, 'if you had your way?'" Benji looked
    over at her.
    	"I don't know, just talking I guess...... one day
    maybe we'll find out." Donna got up pulling Benji with her.
    	"Where we going?" Benji asked.
    	"Breakfast, didn't I tell you the family is waiting on
    you?"
    	"Oh ya!" Benji followed her out the door.
    	After Breakfast Benji went to the phone to call Kevin.
    	"That boy talks like a girl, I declare he does!" Clara
    laughed, "I've never seen a boy talk on the phone so long
    at a time."
    	"Kevin is his best friend right now. They have a lot
    in common, spending sleepover nights together, and of
    course, diapers," Donna said with a little envy in her
    tone.
    	"Do I hear a little jealousy in that little speech?"
    Clara came back at her.
    	"It's just that they are so close, you know,
    friends..... they hide nothing from each other, they do
    everything together, and they are two boys, you know!"
    Donna glanced over at Benji.
    	"Do you think that is bad... for them to be so close,
    I mean?" Clara was not sure were this conversation was
    going.
    	"No.... I guess not. But they both are boys...!" Donna
    made a point again about them being males.
    	"And what does that have to do with prices of peaches
    in Tokyo?" Clara asked.
    	"What's Tokyo have to do with it?" Donna started to
    laugh.

    	"That's my point.... nothing, so what has them being
    boys got to do with friendship." Clara answered.
    	"For one thing, Auntie Clara, they are boys. Did you
    realize Benji has more interest in boys then he has in
    girls?" Donna argued.
    	"I am sure of that, my dear..... after all he is only
    a ten year old boy. Boys that age run in gangs of other
    boys, they are not ready to met girls yet, but that time
    will come. So what is your point?" Clara asked.
    	"I guess I just don't understand... I always thought
    if a boy would rather look at a girl not another boy, after
    all, they look alike, or almost," Donna said.
    	"There are just some things us girls will never
    understand about the male. It also goes the other way
    around, Young girls run in groups of other girls, but one
    day, well you can understand that, can't you?" Clara waited
    for Donna to answer.
    	Donna hesitated a bit. Then she let it all out,
    "Auntie Clara, Benji is only interested in other boys, that
    is all he talks about. He told me he'd rather look at a boy
    then a girl. You know why? He told me because a boy sticks
    out and girls don't.... He said boys have more to look at
    and he rather look at a boy. That's what is wrong, Auntie
    Clara!" Donna seemed very concerned.
    	"I still don't understand Dear, I really think he is a
    normal little 10 year old. But I will have his Dad talk
    with him again," Aunt Clara responded.
    	"Auntie, don't you think it strange...... I mean don't
    you think he might be... gay..... He seems to just like
    boys." Donna was surprised her Aunt could not see it.
    	"Gay... like in sex..... Benji?" Clara almost came off
    her chair.
    	"Yes, I am so sorry to bring this kind of news but now
    can you see it." Donna looked over at Benji with saddened
    eyes.
    	"Let me give you a little information, Donna, you say
    you think he is gay because he likes boys. You like boys
    too, are you Gay..!" Clara knew she was joking with Donna.
    Clara never gave it a thought her niece was so uninformed
    about these things.
    	"Of course I like boys, I am supposed to, I am a girl.
    He is a boy, he is supposed to be interested in girls, not
    boys." Donna looked disgusted at her Aunt.
    	"No dear. Little boys and little girls have a time in
    their lives when they have interest only in their own sex.
    But it is not long before they get interested in the other
    sex. However, and I must agree, it seems Benji and Kevin
    are together a lot. But I don't think we need worry about
    either boy just yet. Lets give them another couple of years
    or more. OK?" Clara patted Donna's hand.
    	"Ok, but I would like to help Benji!" Donna said.
    	"You can, dear! Just be his best friend and cousin
    that you are. Love him and do for him the best you can. He
    already loves you very much. Just let him be a boy a while
    longer," Clara pointed out.
    	"OK, guess I am being a bit silly, eh?" Donna got up
    and went to the other room. On her way past Benji she
    reached out and ruffed up his hair.
    	"Mom, can I go over to Kevin's house? He has a new
    puppy his Daddy gave him. He calls him Spike. Can I, mom?"
    Benji pleaded.
    	"OK, but be back for lunch, I want to take you down
    town for a haircut and we can get you some more diapers
    before the sale is over." His mom kissed him, popped his
    butt as he went out the door.
    	"Hey, you are only in a diaper, Benji." She called to
    him as he ran down the sidewalk.
    	"I know, but it is warm enough, I am not cold,
    honest." And away he ran.
    	"Oh my! What will the neighbors say?" Clara closed the
    door wiping her forehead.

    Part 77 -- The Question, Are We--Aren't We?

    	It wasn't often Benji would go out of his yard with
    only a diaper on, usually he would have a T-shirt on at
    least. It was not until he was a couple of blocks away from
    his home that Benji became aware that the only thing he had
    on was one of his nighttime diapers. That must have been
    what his mother had called out to him about. He didn't even
    have on his plastic panties that would give them some
    covering. The white cloth diapers shown brightly against
    his brown suntan skin. The two extra large diaper pins
    seemed to be a beacon bring every eye to his diapers. It
    was a couple of blocks away when Benji heard some giggling
    behind him.
    	He suddenly got this heavy embarrassed feeling when he
    realized how he must have looked to those passing by. When
    he turned around he gasped at the sight of a group of
    Brownies Scouts lead by Miss Calvin the School's Librarian.
    	"Benji Lenny, is that you..... what in the world....!"
    Miss Calvin looked as if she were about to pass out.
    	All 11 of the girls were whispering and giggling to
    each other. At first Benji did not recognize any of the
    girls until he heard a sweet familiar voice call his name.
    	"Hi, Benji."
    	Benji looked up from his feet and saw Jenny opening
    and closing her hand in a wave to him. Jenny was the only
    girl there that wasn't pointing or laughing at him. She was
    the first real girl he ever really knew. She was David's
    little sister that played in the tree house that a year or
    so ago. It was Jenny that stayed close to the Diaper Boy's
    Club house so she could help change the boys diapers. It
    was the same Jenny that made him feel tingling all over.
    	"Hi!..... Jenny... I... well, I.... !" Benji was
    beside himself with both embarrassment and excitement of
    being surrounded by so may strange little girls.
    	Miss Calvin was trying to get the girls lined up again
    and away from this strange diapered boy. But she was not
    having any such luck. She kept looking around hoping no one
    else was watching them. She kept calling out to Benji to
    'run along, go home or somewhere'.
    	"Girls, come here and line up we must get to the park
    for our meeting." But the girls were not listening to her.
    One girl reached out and pulled at Benji's diaper causing
    Benji to jump as if he were goosed. "OHHHH!" Benji yelled
    causing the girls to start their giggling all over again.
    	"He's so cute!" one girl said. "I hear there are a lot
    of diaper boys on this side of town, they have a club or
    something I think!" another girl said.
    	Miss Calvin took action by pulling the girls into a
    line of sorts, pushing them towards the City Park.
    	Jenny took a hold of his hand, stood on tiptoes and
    kissed him on the cheek. She whispered, "I want to see you
    again, OK?"
    	"Ya.... sure.... anytime!" Benji managed to get the
    words out.
    	Frustrated and a little red in the face, Benji watched
    the girls as they disappeared around the corner. Jenny
    waved towards him throwing another kiss his way. Without
    thinking he returned the kiss and just as he did he noticed
    Miss Calvin flipping her arms at him as if to shoo him
    away.
    	Benji, finding himself standing alone, looked around
    before starting off in the direction of Kevin's house. He
    noticed a man sitting in a car parked across the street.
    When Kevin looked his way the man quickly pulled a
    newspaper in front of his face. But Benji noticed the man
    was peeking over the top of his paper. Benji ran for the
    next block before turning up Kevin's street.
    	When he reached Kevin's house he ran up on the porch
    and rang the bell. Mrs. Wilson opened the door. Even though
    she was used to seeing the boys in diapers she was startled
    to find Benji standing at the front door dressed as he was.
    	"Benji, your sure a brave little boy, aren't you?" She
    opened the door and literally shoved him inside. She turned
    and looked around before coming letting herself come into
    the house.
    	"Benji..... does your mother know your outside dressed
    like that?" pointing at his diaper.
    	"She told me I could come over here!" Benji said, not
    yet recovered from his experience with the Brownie Scouts.
    	Coming down the stairs, Kevin took two steps at a
    time. The only difference in the way he was dressed was he
    had on a pair of near knee-high socks.
    	His mother throw her hands up into the air and walked
    off to the kitchen. "Boys... If ever I have another, it
    must be a girl," Mrs. Wilson sighed.
    	The boys ran back upstairs to Kevin's room. Going out
    on the upper deck a black and white spotted puppy jumped up
    barking at the boys.
    	"He's so cute!" Benji said as he dropped to his knees
    letting the puppy nuzzle in to him.
    	While playing with Spike, the puppy, Benji told his
    friend about running into the girls. He told Kevin how he
    thought they were going to pull his diaper off.
    	At that Kevin giggled, "Wish I was there!"
    	"Why? They were all over me. One girl even pulled on
    my diaper," Benji recalled.
    	"If I were there, I would have let them change me!"
    Kevin patted at his diaper.
    	"No you wouldn't?" Benji disagreed.
    	"Why not, it would have been fun... wouldn't it?"
    Kevin was really joking around.
    	"Miss Calvin was there!" Benji explained.
    	"Who is she....?" Kevin asked.
    	"You know her... she's the School Librarian."
    	"You mean old lady with the wart on her nose!" Kevin
    brought a hand over his mouth.
    	"One and the same," Benji laughed. "She's the one that
    took you into the coat room and gave a spanking to you,
    remember?"
    	"Oh Ya!.... I yelled my head off making her think she
    was really hurting me, but the diapers took all the
    punishment," The boys laughed together.
    	"Why did she do that, anyway?" Benji asked.
    	"You mean spanked me? Well, it wasn't my fault.....
    well not really. It was that Isabel girl, you know, the one
    that kept pulling at my butt when she is behind me in line.
    I got mad at her and turned around. I was going to pop her
    one right in the belly but Miss Calvin caught me just as I
    was raring back. If she hadn't stopped me I would have put
    her lights out, that's for sure." Kevin told the story.
    	"I heard you tried to pull her pants down and Miss
    Calvin caught you before you could!" Benji giggled.
    	"That's a lie. I just told her I would pull her pants
    down if she didn't stop fooling with me," Kevin said as he
    began to wrestle with Benji.
    	While the boys rolled around on each other the puppy
    got into the act and began to bite at the boy's diapers
    until he was made to stop it.
    	The boys were sitting on the floor leaning back on the
    side of the bed while talking about the 'old days' at
    school -- last year.
    	Kevin asked, "Did you ever see Isabel's underpants?"
    	"No! I don't think you, did either!"
    	"Well, I did see them once when she did that
    summersault the girls did at the ball game," Kevin giggled.
    	"Oh you didn't, either!" Benji laughed.
    	"Sure I did."
    	"What color were they?" Benji waited for an answer.
    	"Pink, I think, Ya! Pink!" Kevin answered.
    	"They were yellow!" Benji came back.
    	"Pink!" Kevin argued.
    	"Yellow, Yellow, they were yellow!" Benji poked at
    Kevin.
    	"Pink...... wait a minute.... how do you know?" Kevin
    came up on his knees facing Benji.
    	"I was there, remember?" Benji reminded.
    	"At the ball game? I don't remember seeing you then!"
    Kevin sat back down beside his friend.
    	"Weren't at the ball game, was in the boys' room after
    school, remember, lots of other boys were there, too. She
    came into the boys room and they wouldn't let her go back
    out until she showed her underpants. She did and she left,"
    Benji giggled.
    	"Oh ya, I guess that was Isabel!" Kevin looked at
    Benji smiling.
    	"What you looking at me like that?" Benji pulled back
    a ways from Kevin.
    	"Why we want to look at girls old underpants for,
    anyway?" Kevin asked.
    	"I don't know. The older boys wanted her to take them
    off but she wouldn't do it." Benji looked a bit puzzled.
    	"Why would anyone want to look at an old girl for,
    anyway?" Kevin asked.
    	"I don't know..... Donna said something about that,
    too." Benji answered.
    	"Donna..... Did she want you to look at her or
    something?" Kevin moved in closer, not wanting to miss out
    on this one.
    	"No not that way, anyway." Benji hesitated. Then
    continued, "She said you and I should want to see naked
    girls.... I told her girls have nothing to, see so why
    would I want to do that?" Benji got serious.
    	"Ya, why would she say that.....?" Kevin asked.
    	"I don't know... I told her I would rather look at a
    boy because he has something to see but she seemed upset
    with me." Benji looked over at Kevin's diaper.
    	"Benji... you ever see a girl in a diaper?" Kevin
    asked.
    	"Not really, not a bigger girl, anyway. I did see Mrs.
    Patton's girl in a diaper, but she was only 2 years old,"
    Benji replied.
    	"I suppose girls could wear them if they wanted
    to...... Then us boys would have to change them..... That
    would be a switch!" Kevin continued.
    	"I suppose.... but I don't think older girls like
    diapers like us boys do." Benji reached down and patted
    Kevin on his diaper.
    	"I'm glad I am a boy.... aren't you glad, too!" Kevin
    took Benji's hand pulling it up over his bare belly.
    	"Sure I am, being a boy is the best I think." Benji
    moved closer to Kevin while rubbing up against him.
    	"Ya! girls can't even stand up and pee!" Giggled
    Kevin.
    	"How you know that?" Benji asked.
    	"Well, they can't aim it... nothing to hold on to!"
    Kevin leaned over onto Benji while placing his own arms
    around him.
    	"Oh!" was all Benji had to say.
    	"Kevin..... do you think we're gay?" Benji asked.
    	"I don't know..... Gays like boys I think. And we like
    each other, don't we?" Kevin sat back releasing his hold on
    Benji.
    	For the few moments both boys sat looking at each
    other without saying a word. Then it was Benji that broke
    the silence.
    	"I do like boys but I still like girls, too, but Donna
    said I should be more interested in girls then boys,
    but....... I still want to be with boys more then girls.
    What do you think?" Benji was at his most serious nature
    now.
    	"Maybe.... maybe....we're different somehow.... you
    know, maybe we're 'by cycle' or something!" Kevin looked
    Benji right in the eyes.
    	"By cycle? what's that?" Benji giggled. "I think we
    ride by cycles!"
    	"I heard some big boys talking at school about it...
    it means a boy that likes both boys and girls the same
    time."
    	"I like boys and I like girls, I think anyway. But I'm
    not sure what that means," Benji said.
    	At that moment there was a call from the bottom of the
    stairs. "Kevin, you got more company...... it's Marshall, I
    am sending him up to you." Mrs. Wilson announced.
    	Both boys ran to the head of the stairs to greet
    Marshall.

    Part 78 -- Marshall Helps the Boys

    	"Hi, boys!" Marshall greeted them.
    	"Hi!" they responded in unison.
    	"I just came by to remind you of the Diaper Club's
    meeting this Saturday. Are you both planning to be there?"
    Marshall asked.
    	Benji reported that he did not know of the meeting but
    would be there if his Mom and Dad said he could.
    	Kevin said, "Oh! Oh!--- I forgot to tell you Benji, I
    was supposed to but slipped my mind. I'm sorry!"
    	"No problem, guys, several of the boys have other
    things to do this weekend, but enough said. Even though they
    won't all be there we will go ahead anyway." Marshall looked
    the boys over making comments on how nice they looked in
    their diapers.
    	"Thanks!" Kevin said.
    	"Are you doing 24/7 now, Kevin?" Marshall waited for an
    answer.
    	"Ya! I always want to have on a diaper anymore. Mom
    lets me wear them all the time now." Kevin pulled up the
    backside of his diaper.
    	"I know you are, Benji. Which kind do you like the
    best, disposals or cloth?" Marshall was taking notes for his
    log book.
    	"Both, I guess. It depends what I am doing or where I
    am going. Cloth is softer and makes me feel more like
    ......!"
    	"A baby?" Marshall didn't let Benji finish.
    	"Ya, I guess ... I like the pins so I can fasten my
    diapers as tight as I want. I like disposables also, because
    they are easy to put on. But I find them too hot on hot
    days." Benji explained.
    	"Besides, the fasteners don't always stay without
    coming loose or the plastic begins pull apart if you have to
    wear them too long." Kevin filled in.
    	"Ya, I know what you mean. I'll tell you a way to
    overcome those problems. Get some adhesive tape, about a one
    inch wide. Pull out about 6 inches or more making sure it is
    long enough to cover the fastener and still have good
    overlap. Pull them tight and press hard against the diaper
    so they will seal. Then you will have no problem of losing
    the diaper," Marshall instructed.
    	"Good idea.... But I like to wear cloth diapers with
    safety pins and use plastic pants. They are so cool!" Kevin
    patted his baby-like diapers.
    	The three boys made their way back up to Kevin's room.
    Marshall sat on the edge of the bunk bed while Benji climbed
    to the upper bunk. On his belly he leaned over the edge.
    Kevin sat beside Marshall.
    	"Mind if I take my short pants off?" Marshall asked,
    "they are uncomfortable with my diaper on."
    	"Sure, we don't mind. I bet you have on disposables,
    don't you?" Kevin asked.
    	"Ya, your right. Some days they are too hot to wear."
    Marshall stood up and slid his shorts down onto the floor.
    	Both Benji and Kevin watched the older boy as he
    removed his T-shirt as well.
    	"You got Molicare Super Plus." Benji observed. "They're
    the best and thickest made. I like them but they are still
    too big for me. Wish I could get them in boys sizes. Donna
    has to wrap me up in them before they fit."
    	"How is Donna these days, Benji? I haven't seen her at
    the Club for a while." Marshall inquired.
    	"She's Ok... just a little mixed up now and then!"
    Benji giggled.
    	"Mixed up?" Marshall questioned.
    	"Ya. she must be." Kevin interrupted. "She thinks Benji
    and I am gay or something."
    	"Why she thinks that?" Marshall asked.
    	"She said because I am not interested in girls like I
    should be. Does that make a boy gay?" Benji questioned.
    	"What do you think.... are you gay?" Marshall grinned
    as he ruffled up Benji's hair.
    	"I think he's by cycle!" Kevin announced.
    	"By cycle?" Marshall looked surprised then laughed.
    "Don't you mean bisexual?"
    	"Ya, something like that, it means a boy that likes
    both boys and girls," Kevin answered.
    	"And how about you Kevin, do you think your bisexual,
    too." Marshall reached out placing his hand on Kevin's leg.
    Kevin never moved nor said a word.
    	"I know he likes girls..... Donna could vouch to that!"
    Benji giggled.
    	Kevin quickly put a finger to his lips, giving Benji
    the sign to keep quiet, lest he spill the beans.
    	"From what I hear, you two boys are the best of
    friends, aren't you?" Marshall lay back on the bed relaxing
    himself by spreading out before the boys. He felt much
    better now that he was in only his diaper.
    	"Sure, we like each other, don't we, Benji?" Kevin
    scooted closer to Marshall, eyeing the older boy's diaper.
    	"We do have a lot of fun together," Benji said.
    	"That's what I been told, you do a lot of sleepovers,
    don't you?" Marshall added.
    	"Yes.....!" Benji said in a rather hesitant way.
    	"Benji.... you remember at the Farm when we were at the
    campgrounds? Remember the night in the tent?" Marshall
    whispered.
    	"Ya! I do." Benji got seriously quiet but there was a
    slight grin forming at the corners of his mouth.
    	"Remember what?" Kevin asked.
    	"Oh! nothing really, we just spent the night in the
    tent," Marshall recalled.
    	"Ya, and we went skinny dipping in the swimming hole,
    remember?" Benji climbed down from the upper bunk so he
    could join the other two boys on the lower bunk.
    	Marshall was just about to say something when they were
    interrupted by Kevin's mother.
    	"If you boys will come on downstairs you can have a
    dish of ice cream and cookies," she told them.
    	"Oh boy!" Kevin jumped up heading for the stairs. Benji
    followed, but Marshall stood behind.
    	Marshall started to put his shorts back on but Mrs.
    Wilson told he could come as was since the other boys were
    in diapers, too. Marshall was pleased because he really
    enjoying being in a diaper when with younger boys.
    	Benji, Kevin and Marshall sat around the kitchen table
    shoveling in the ice cream. They were talking about this and
    that when suddenly Kevin piped up, "Hey, Marshall..... are
    you bisexual?"
    	"I.... I don't really think so.. I do like being around
    boys in diapers a lot. But I think girls should just change
    boys and not wear diapers. I wouldn't like to have a
    sleepover with a girl but would with a boy. But would you
    mind if I were gay because I do like boys best?" Marshall
    shared his feelings with the boys but wasn't too sure about
    his own feelings on the subject.
    	Benji asked, "If a girl asked you to sleep over with
    her would you do it?"
    	Marshall did not answer right away but did try to
    change the subject.
    	"We're going to have a diaper-changing contest at the
    Club this Saturday. You don't want to miss it. The winning
    girl will be out next 'Miss Diaper Changer' of the year."
    Marshall announced. "And the boy she diapers will be D. B.
    B. of the year. That means Diaper Baby Boy of the year."
    	"Why you want us there? The contest is only for the
    girls?" Benji asked.
    	"We have 14 girl changers this year and that is 6 more
    then we really need. We had to turn 4 other girls away but
    hope we can use them next year. It seems like every girl in
    town wants to be one of our changers."
    	"Anyway, we want you two boys to be the ones whom the
    girls will be diapering. That means one of you will be our
    next D. B. B..." Marshall shoved another spoon full of ice
    cream into his mouth.
    	"Us?" Remarked Kevin.
    	"Why us?" Echoed Benji.
    	"Well, before the girls can compete we need a couple of
    boys to be the diapered babies. Kevin, you will have seven
    girls taking turns diapering you. then you, Benji, will have
    the other seven girls." Marshall laughed.
    	"They will be doing it so fast they might stick us with
    the pins," worried Benji.
    	"Not so. That would cause them to lose the title. Each
    girl will be given up to 15 minutes to do the job. First she
    must removed your 'dirty' diaper then wash you clean, after
    that she has to powder you, fold the diaper, then pin it on.
    After you are diapered three of the mothers will examine
    you. They will be the Judges to see how well a job the girl
    did. I think it will take most the day to complete. They
    will be judged on how well they do the job. All you have to
    do is submit to their diapering methods. Most of the boys
    that got picked for the job the past three years said they
    loved each minute of it." Marshall explained the part they
    will be playing in the contest.
    	"I will if my mom lets me!" Kevin said. "I don't mind
    if a girl changes me!"
    	"Me too, but I can only do it if my Mom said I can!"
    Benji explained.
    	"Then it is settled.... You will be our next Diaper
    Babies. I had already talked to both your Mom's and they
    said they wouldn't miss this opportunity for all the tea in
    China," laughed Marshall.
    	"What that mean.... what opportunity?" Kevin asked.
    	"Oh! They just told me both of you would be happy to
    help out with this cause!" Marshall laughed.
    	"Ya? you sure!" Kevin frowned. It did not sound like
    his mother's idea.
    	"Your Mom told me you make a great baby, that you just
    love having your diaper changed, by girls that is."
    Finishing his ice cream Marshall leaned back in his chair.
    	"I bet you are making this all up, I bet you never
    talked to our Mom's at all!" Benji slugged Marshall on his
    arm.
    	Benji started for the kitchen door but was stopped by
    Mrs. Wilson, Kevin's mother, coming in.
    	"Had Marshall told you about this weekend? I think you
    boys would be delighted having so many cute girls fooling
    around with you," Kevin's mom said.
    	The boys looked at each other in unbelief. Using the
    term 'fooling around' was not the best choice for her to
    use. It was not exactly what the boys thought she meant.
    	Then Mrs. Wilson told Kevin, "Benji's mom and I had a
    long talk and we both think this experience would be good
    for both of you. So come Saturday both of you will present
    yourselves to the Boy's Diaper Club where the girls will use
    you to compete in their contest. You are to cooperate with
    them."
    	"How come you want us to do this?" Kevin asked his mom.
    	"We think you will get enough diaper changing to last
    you a while and just maybe, I repeat, just maybe you will
    want to put your diapers away and get potty trained," Jane
    Wilson told her son.
    	The room grew very quiet after that statement.
    	Benji thought, 'boy is she wrong..... I will never give
    up my diapers.'
    	Kevin was thinking, ' No way...... having girls
    changing me is the greatest thing ever.'
    	Marshall thought, 'I will see to it these boys will
    never get potty trained. I will see to it they get all the
    diapers they want.

    Part 79 -- Marshall Helps the Boys, part 2

    	The boys agreed to be the 'boy toys' for the girls to
    diaper for their contest. Marshall told them he would take
    their answer to the Club mothers so they can get things set
    up for this coming Saturday meet.
    	Benji was hoping his mother would be on the diapering
    committee. But was not too disappointed when he learned she
    wasn't serving this coming Saturday. Mrs. Meyers would be
    on the committee. She is the mother of David and Jenny. It
    is the same Jenny that was in the Brownie troop that met
    him on the way over to Kevin's house today. It would be
    Jenny he hoped would win the contest. He kinda likes her.
    	It did not make much difference to Kevin who would be
    there. He just wanted the girls to take their turns
    changing him. It did not bother him in the least that he
    would be showing his excitement during the meet.
    	Benji made a phone call to his mom. "Hi.... Hey, Mom
    can I take part in the Diaper Club's contest tomorrow?
    Kevin gets to...." Benji did not tell his mother what it
    was a contest for nor did he say what part he would be
    playing.
    	"I am glad you called... I was about to call you
    there. Marshall's mother called me and explained what it
    was all about. I think it is nice of you and Kevin to be
    the two boys helping the girls win their awards. Mr. Lenny
    gives his OK also. He thinks it will do you a lot of good
    to have several girls change you. You have had Donna for
    such a long time we were fearing you would get into a habit
    of only having one girl helping you. Yes, you have our
    blessings," Benji's mother told him.
    	"Thanks, mom. Another thing..... Can I stay over with
    Kevin tonight then we could walk over together....... Yes,
    his mother said it would alright with her." Benji nodded
    his head toward Kevin who was standing by.
    	"If his mother says you can then it is ok with me.
    But, son, you didn't take any clothes with you nor any
    diapers and I know you will need at least one change before
    bed time," his mother reminded him.
    	"It's ok mom! Kevin has lots of diapers and we won't
    be needing any clothes anyway," Benji explained.
    	"Alright, But you mind Mrs. Wilson now! And get a
    bath, you need it. No girl would want to change a boy that
    smells of sweat like you did this afternoon!" Acting the
    part of the mother, Sue Lenny instructed her son.
    	"OK. Mom. .... Goodbye..... See you tomorrow evening.
    Good bye!" Benji hung up the phone giving Kevin a high
    five. Both boys gave a victory yell then ran up to Kevin's
    bedroom.
    	For the next few hours the boys played with toys
    spread out upon the floor. When Kevin's mother came up the
    stairs she was carrying a stack of clean pre-folded cloth
    diapers. Placing them on the end of the bed she said, "That
    should hold you two for the night. I am filling the tub now
    so get your little boy butts down there so you can take
    your bath. I will come in a few minutes to make sure your
    back and necks are clean," she instructed them.
    	"I'm glad you get to stay over, Benji! We have such
    fun in the tub together." Kevin pushed some toys out of the
    way.
    	"I just hate taking a bath alone, don't you?" Benji
    asked.
    	"Ya, lets go before the water gets cold!" Kevin pulled
    on Benji's arm.
    	Stopping by the bed, Benji took a closer look at the
    pile of diapers. "Neat diapers, your mom make them?" Benji
    picked one up for closer examine.
    	"No, these were special made by Marshall's mother just
    to fit me. You should get you mom to have some made for
    you.!" Kevin showed how they were cut just right.
    	"How she made them to fit just you?" Benji asked while
    holding one between his legs to see if it was the right
    size for him also. It seemed a perfect fit.
    	"Oh, Marshall's mother had me lay on the changing
    table at the club then she took off my diaper, then used a
    cloth measuring tape and wrote down the figures as she
    measured. It really tickled when she touched me down
    there," Kevin laughed as the two boys took two steps at a
    time going down the stairs.
    	Mrs. Wilson met the boys at the bathroom door where
    she made them stand still as she unpinned their dirty
    diapers. She told them she had started the washing machine
    and had some more room so wanted to get their diapers done
    now.
    	Benji felt a little awkward having his diaper taken
    off while he stood up. Although Kevin's mom had diapered
    him before he still hadn't gotten use to having his best
    friend's mom fooling with him. It was not the diapering
    that bothered him but the fact that she could see him
    naked. But soon the two boys were in the warm water
    splashing about having fun in the tub. Neither boy gave any
    thought about their nakedness between themselves.
    	After the boys' skin began to wrinkle from being
    waterlogged, Kevin's mother came in to check out their
    cleanliness. She got done on her knees beside the tub and
    began to lather up a washrag to scrub the boys' backs and
    necks. After she was finished she had the boys get out one
    at a time so she could dry them with big beach towels. Then
    she had them come into the kitchen where she had them climb
    up on the table so she could diaper them.
    	Benji was first so he got up on the table and laid on
    top of the soft blanket placed there just for the boys'
    comfort. First he got a regular baby diaper folded over a
    couple of times forming a pad placed over his genitals.
    Then she slipped a larger birds eye cloth under him folded
    in form of a three cornered diaper. She took the two ends
    from the back side and bringing them around his waist
    meeting just under the belly button she took the other
    corner and folded it up between his legs and fastened all
    three corners with a large baby pin. Then she placed
    another pre-folded diaper under him drawing the front up
    over his belly and taking the left side of the rear portion
    bring it up and over to the front flap. Then she snapped
    that flap to the front piece. She did the same for the
    right side. The finished diaper was awesome. The inside
    diaper with the extra padding for the front was thick
    enough but when she added the pre-folded felt like material
    over all that it made a diaper to be envied.
    	When Benji got off the table he realized it would be
    harder for him to walk because of the thickness. The added
    material held everything tightly against his body.
    	"How you like the new diaper?" Kevin asked as he
    crawled up on the blanket for his turn.
    	"Perfect!" was Benji's answer. Then he leaned on the
    table watching as Kevin's mother repeated the same special
    diapering technique with Kevin.
    	That ought to hold the two of you 'til bedtime then I
    will put on a night diaper for you. She cleared the table
    and began to reset it for the evening meal. Kevin and Benji
    were sent out back to play.
    	While Benji sat in the tire swing he asked Kevin, "I
    wonder who will win the contest tomorrow? Hope it is Jenny!
    She really knows how to put on diapers."
    	"She is good, alright... But I heard Kathy had been
    practicing all week. She is fast." Kevin told.
    	"I don't think doing it fast will make them win. It
    has to be the way it is done and the way it looks to the
    judges," Benji said.
    	"Benji...... What would happen if one of us got......
    you know..... stiff or something?" Kevin looked concerned.
    	"I been wondering about that, too, I think I will just
    think about something else. Sometimes that helps." Benji
    answered.
    	"I had tried that before and it didn't work very
    well." Kevin confessed.
    	"How about counting to one hundred or so?" Benji
    giggled.
    	"But they tickle some times when doing it down there,
    I just can't help it?" Kevin laughed.
    	"Well, I don't think they really care very much
    anyway. They have done it so many times they may not even
    care about that!" Benji said.
    	"Ya, Kathy's little brother said he fell asleep after
    she changed him ten times without stopping. We could play
    like we are asleep," Kevin giggled.
    	"Won't do any good.... boys gets stiff in their sleep,
    too. Donna hardly pays any attention to ours anymore, girls
    get that way after changing so many diapers, I think."
    Benji tried to get the tire swing to move.
    	"I don't care if they don't care.... I can't help
    it..... I get stiff anyway!" Kevin giggled. Both boys
    started to laugh.
    	About that time they heard another voice calling from
    the back fence. "What you guys doing in diapers?
    	Kevin recognized the voice. It was six year old Brian
    who lived across the alley from Kevin. The boy had climbed
    up on the fence and was watching them for no one knew how
    long.
    	"Who's he?" Benji asked.
    	"OH that is Brian. He lives on the other side of the
    alley. He is the only boy with four sisters. They just
    moved in a few days ago."
    	"Doesn't look like he has diapers on," Benji observed.
    	"I don't think he wears them." Kevin said as he wave
    the boy over to them.
    	"Hi, Brian. This is my friend, Benji." Kevin
    introduced them.
    	"Hi....!" Brian kept looking at the boys diapers as if
    he thought he was seeing things. then he asked, "How come
    you got diapers on?"
    	Benji keep looking the boy over. Brian was a chubby
    boy, not fat, just cubby, well filled out. His almost white
    blond hair came down around his shoulders. His T-shirt was
    too small for him leaving a one-inch band of skin showing
    just above the wide elastic band on his short shorts. It
    took no imagination as what those thin clothes covered up.
    When Brian turned around, Benji could see a clear outline
    of his round little butt. It was noticed the little 6 year
    old hadn't had a bath all day. Dust mixed with sweat made
    outlines around his little legs and thighs. His face showed
    much of what he had to eat for dinner. His noise dripped
    only to be wiped clean by his already dirty arm.
    	"Oh, we belong to the diaper club. You wanta join?"
    Kevin asked.
    	"No, no I no baby....!" Brian looked out of place,
    that is until Benji spotted the tattle tale stains on his
    dusty short shorts and the dried tracts where pee had ran
    down his legs.
    	"What happens when you pee your pants, Brian?" Benji
    asked.
    	"My sisters give me dry shorts." Brian ducked his head
    looking at the front of his shorts. "I not wet!" He said.
    About that time Brian was called home by one of his
    sisters. He excused himself and left the yard.
    	"Boy, he really needs diapers, did you see that?"
    Benji called attention to Kevin.
    	"Yes I did.... We will have to get him into the club.
    Marshall would like him I think." Kevin answered.
    	"Come on in the house now boys Dinner is ready." Mrs.
    Wilson called.
    	"OK Mom we'll be right in." Kevin yelled out.

    Part 80 -- Girls Diapering Contest Begins

    	Both boys awoke next morning at 7 A.M. Benji spent the
    night with Kevin so they could leave together early for the
    Boys Diaper Clubhouse. They wanted to be there no later then
    9:30 so to be in place when the diaper-changing contest
    began at 10 A. M.. They were this year's two boy volunteers
    serving as "Boys That Need Changing".
    	Each year two boys are used to represent all the boys
    of the club. These volunteers simply lie on tables while the
    girls take turns changing them. When each girl has a turn
    they are judged by some of the mothers as to how well they
    did. Speed does not make a winner. They are judged on how
    well they fit and the way the boys look when completed. The
    only kind of diaper used in the contest is multi-layer baby
    style with two safety pins. They finished off with a rubber
    or plastic panty covering. The boys are given baby bottles
    filled with Coke or other soft drinks. It us up to the girls
    to keep the bottles full. If one of the boys wets his diaper
    the girl that was diapering at the time wins an extra point.
    If the boy poops his diaper the girl gets two extra points.
    	Kevin's mother gave the boys a bath using some smelly
    soap so they would smell good. She diapered each boy in a
    perfectly fitted pre-fold diaper. She then had the diaper
    covered with what looked like short shorts. Each boy had on
    the club's T-shirt that fastened to the short shorts with a
    strip of Velcro making the outfit look as if it were all one
    piece. What really set the boys off was the color was bright
    red with a wide yellow strip up each leg of the shorts.
    	Mrs. Wilson offered to drive the boys over but it was
    traditional that the boys taking part in the girls contest
    must walk to the clubhouse.
    	The brightly colored boys waved bye-bye to Kevin's
    mother as they strolled off down the sidewalk holding onto
    each other's hand. As they got close to the Club all the
    girls taking part in the contest were waiting a block from
    the Club House so they could escort the boys the rest of the
    way.
    	The boys were placed on two different Changing Tables.
    Marshall stood between them explaining their part of the
    rules. Then he explained their duty of being fair to each
    girl. "You will be washed, wiped and diapered. Then you will
    be given one minute at which time you are to try and poop or
    pee the diaper. Glad you both came in early, this way we can
    prime you with lot of liquid and fiber. The girls will began
    feeding you soon as the Judges are ready. And remember, your
    job is to be as passive as a little baby, you are not
    allowed to give any girl extra help. Either of you got any
    questions...... if not.... LETS BEGIN!"
    	Benji looked off to his left he saw the room packed
    with girls and some boys. He recognized some of them but
    there were a lot of new faces. He noticed most of them had
    camera's and some had videos. Then he looked off to the
    right of himself. To his surprise it was as loaded as the
    left side was. But something else, the local News Press was
    there with all their cameras set up and most of them showed
    they were taking pictures right then.
    	Kevin was doing the same, looking all around. When
    their eyes met each other they smiled and waved to each
    other.
    	Benji jumped when he felt someone pulling at his
    diaper. He turned around to see some older girl undoing his
    diaper.
    	"Why you do that?" he asked.
    	"Don't worry, little boy....We must start both of you
    out with a nice clean and dry diaper." She pulled it out
    from under him leaving him naked as a newborn. He could feel
    the cameras being turned on. He heard the whine of zooming
    all over the room. The people murmured as their whispering
    voices all blend together. As his eyes roamed the room he
    knew they were talking about him. He just kept saying to
    himself that he was just a boy and tried not to think of
    himself being naked.
    	The same thing was going on with Kevin. The only big
    difference between these two boys was that Kevin was finding
    himself being highly charged with exposure excitement. Being
    seen in the raw had always given him a boost.
    	"Ok people! Let's all calm down and give the girls a
    winning chance. We ask you give no comments or instructions
    to the girl as she diapers the boy. She must win on her own
    merits without outside interference. Any offensive speech or
    other negative comments will be dealt with by our Club
    Police with the offender being sent outside. So again,
    please act like civilized boys and girls. Thank you!" The
    speaker system squealed with microphone backlash.
    	Benji's heart missed a beat when the first girl stood
    over him. She was one he had not met before. She had such a
    smooth gentle voice.
    	"Hi Benji! Your such a pretty little boy. Now you just
    let me take off this old diaper and I will make you so
    comfortable." She took each pin out with much care not to
    scratch her little boy.
    	Because the boys were asked not to speak to the girls,
    Benji just grinned and cooed. He felt the diaper being
    lifted off him. Then she took each of this legs and lifted
    them into the air so she could dislodge the diaper from
    under his butt. Benji believed this was one of the strongest
    girls he ever had change him. Even Donna didn't raise him as
    easily as this girl did.
    	Then she rolled him over gently and powdered his
    backside, rubbing gently as she spread the powder evenly
    over his shining cheeks. Then she gently rolled him over
    onto his back once more.
    	"You are a cute one, you are!" She commented as she
    sprinkled some baby powder over his front side.
    	Benji held his breath while she spread the powder
    around the diaper area. He thought to himself that he must
    ask Donna to use powder sometime.
    	Before pulling the diaper up between his legs she gave
    his belly a tickle that caused a quick spasm running across
    his stomach. Benji giggled. She looked him in the eyes and
    smiled. Then she pulled the diaper into place. She carefully
    placed a finger behind the pinning area then carefully
    pushed the pin though the thick material fastening one side.
    She repeated the same for the other side. Then carefully ran
    her finger up under the legs to pull any part of the diaper
    that may be binding against his thigh. This tickled, causing
    Benji to squirm, raising himself slightly off the table.
    When she was all done She took her hands and held him
    tightly on each side of his clean diaper. In a deep girlish
    voice she leaned forward whispering, "Thank you Benji,
    you're a joy to work with."
    	Benji just answered, "I enjoyed it too."
    	Kevin's girl just finished about the same time. The two
    boys looked over at each other. Kevin raised his eyebrows
    smiling ear to ear showing his approval. Benji just nodded
    his head in agreement.
    	This is where the boys get a short break while the
    Judges check them over. Again the boys are not allowed to
    comment but must lie still while being patted and pulled at.
    Some girls came over and gave them some pop to drink along
    with a couple of cookies.
    	When the Judges were finished with their part the boys
    were asked to walk on the red carpet that ran around the
    room so those attending could see what job the girls did.
    There was a lot of applauding, a few whistles, lots of
    laughter and giggling and finger-pointing. Then the boys
    climbed back on their tables again.
    	This was repeated until each boy had been diapered
    around five times each. Then the group took a lunch break.
    Our boys mingled with the crowd till they were called into
    the dining hall.
    	"I think I am going to poop the next time," Kevin
    announced to Benji.
    	"You know which girl is up next?" Benji asked.
    	"No, they won't tell us, either!" Kevin said.
    	"I have to pee but I been holding it till Jenny Meyers
    gets me," Benji said.
    	"I need to pee and poop, don't think I can hold it!"
    Kevin wiggled on the chair.
    	"Try hard not to, If you do it now no girl will get the
    extra points," Benji reminded.
    	"I know! but I don't think I will make it." Kevin was
    getting a little strained in the face and hardly touch much
    of his food.
    	About that same time the call came over the loud
    speaker system. "EVERY ONE BACK TO THE PLAY ROOM, WE'RE
    ABOUT TO BEGIN."
    	"Guess we better get going." Benji got up and head out
    of the dinning room.
    	Kevin followed but he could not hid the fact he was
    uncomfortable.