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TRAILER PARK BABY

By: Valentine

I was working one afternoon, when there was a knock on my door. I got up to see whom it was, and was surprised to see Judy and Ashley there.

"Hi, what's up?" Judy, looking a little harried, answered "There was a big crash on the Interstate, they need me at work right away. Can you watch Ashley 'til Joe gets home? He should be home in a couple of hours."

"Ummm, sure. But doesn't Sarah usually do that?"

"Sarah's busy. The County Building Inspector is checking out the park. He's new, so he's doing a thorough job. I hope Sarah doesn't hurt him." Ashley giggled at that last comment.

"Well is there anything I need to know?"

"Just that she can't watch any TV until her homework is done. All she has left is math." Ashley didn't look happy about that.

"No problem, but you need to get to the hospital. If I have any problems I'll call Sarah or Steve if he's around. Never mind he must have gotten a similar call, 'cause there he goes." I said as Steve drove off in his cop car.

"Okay. Bye Dave, bye sweetheart." Ashley piped up, "Bye mom," and gave her mom a hug.

I added, "Bye Judy. Well do you have a lot of math to do?"

"No, just one page of problems," she said with the kind of a depressed voice you'd expect from a condemned criminal.

"Don't you like math?"

"Math's okay, I guess. But I don't understand this and my teacher can't explain it right." She walked over to the couch and plopped down.

I watched her, it was weird. I certainly hadn't acted that way as a child; my father would have hit me. She sat there, her book and a folder on the couch next to her, looking at my TV, which was off at the moment. I was looking at her and realized two very important things. First I was now responsible for another human being, even if temporarily, this had me a little worried. And secondly Ashley was my very first 'babysitting' job. That brought a little smile and chuckle to me.

I guess she heard me, "What's so funny?"

"I was just thinking. You know, you're my very first Babysitting job." She jumped up and stomped over to me, "Babysitting, you babysitting me.

That is funny. Ha. Ha. Ha." She gave me a 'I know something you don't know' look.

I was a little surprised standing right next to her, I found myself looking straight into her eyes, she was now as tall as me. That was a little disconcerting.

"Yeah, my first babysitting job."

"Well, Mr. Babysitter, I happen to know that there's someone in this room, that is more likely than me to need a BABYsitter." I got nervous when she said that and my eyes got a little bigger. I hadn't thought that Judy had told her anything yet, Sarah and I hadn't really done anything between the attack and now, we were waiting for my hair to grow out.

"Wh-what do you mean by that?"

"Well I seem to remember finding a certain person sitting in their yard this summer wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a wet diaper. Seems that person is more likely to need a BABYsitter than me." She had a smug look on her face when she said this.

I was surprised and somewhat relieved to hear her say that. She looked at me, and lost the smug look, "Dave, I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that. I didn't want to be mean, it's just that I hate it when someone says they're 'babysitting' me and this is the first time I could do something about it."

"That's all right, I shouldn't have said babysitting after all, you're not a baby. Besides you are right about one thing, I have worn diapers more recently than you, at least I hope I have."

"You have and I didn't tell anyone what I saw, except for my mom and I think she already knew. I guess I had better start my homework." She plodded back to the couch.

"I'm sure she knew, since you and I have something in common." What's that?"

"Your mom has put diapers on both of us."

"What do you mean mom put you in diapers?"

"When I was in the hospital, the doctor didn't want me getting up. So your mom put me in diaper. I had to wear them the whole time I was there. Now, do want some help with your homework, I might be able to explain something differently than your teacher?"

"Sure, my mom and dad have tried, but I think they had the same teacher."

"Is your teacher that old?" I was a little confused.

"No, I guess I meant that they learned the same way and don't understand why I don't get it."

"Well, show me what you don't get and I'll help you get it." Ashley showed me what she didn't get, and we spent most of the next hour working our way through her math book, until I found where she really had stopped getting it. Then we worked forward to where she was now, and she got it. Then she did her homework in what she called record time.

I went over her homework, and found that she had done it all correctly.

When I told her that she leapt over and gave me a big hug. Unfortunately she forgot about our size similarity and she knocked me over.

"I'm sorry Dave," she said as she helped me up.

"I usually hug my mom and dad like that and they don't fall over."

"That's okay, I'm fine, but I'm glad you didn't do that a couple of months ago. So what do you want to watch."

"Ummm, actually I have another of those personal questions to ask you. Like when I asked you about the diaper."

"Okay, what is it?"

"Well, I noticed your earrings." I reached up and touched my ear; sure enough I had forgotten to take them out again.

"Yes, I got them pierced during the summer."

"Well, there's this..." A loud knock at the door interrupted her.

"Hang on a moment, Ashley." I said as I walked over to the door. I opened the door and saw Joe standing there, "Hi Joe, come on in." He stepped in and was hit by Ashley, who gave him a big hug and yelled, "Hi Daddy." She hit him harder than she had hit me and he barely rocked, "Hi Punkin, is your homework done?"

"Yep, Dave showed me how to do it, and I got 'em all right on the first try." He looked at me, "You helped her with her homework?"

"Ah, yes she said she didn't understand it and she said you and Judy tried to help her, but it didn't work."

"I'm not mad, I'm just surprised, and a little depressed."

"Why depressed?"

"I'm her father, I should be helping her with her homework." I burst out laughing when he said that.

"What's so funny." I got myself under control, "Neither of my parents ever helped, or even offered to help me with my homework. Heck, they didn't even care about how I did in school." Joe, had a shocked look on his face and said in a slightly absentminded way, "Ashley get your books and run on home, I'll be right there." Ashley walked over, got her stuff and started to leave, "Bye Dave." She had a puzzled look on her face.

Joe saw the look, "I have to talk to Dave about some 'man stuff', then I'll be right home." Ashley rolled her eyes at the phrase 'man stuff', and now I had a puzzled look on my face.

Joe watched her as she walked over to their home and went in.

"Dave, Judy told me about what you and Sarah do occasionally." I got really worried, now I figured he thought I was some kind of pervert and he was going to do something to me.

"She did?" I said nervously.

"Yeah, and she tried to explain why you two do that, but honestly I don't understand. I mean she said that you go over there and act like you're her little girl. You even wear diapers and dresses and ... Um, she did after a while make me accept that you aren't a sicko and you won't do anything to Ashley.

But I want to understand how a grown man is willing to do that."

"Did she tell you how it started?" When he shook his head, I told him. (See Trailer Park Baby) "But what it boils down to is, well she's the only person to ever show me any real affection and..." I was in tears by now; I'm not sure why but I was.

Joe took a step over to me, and I cringed backward. He hesitated, when I cringed, but pulled me to him and gave me a hug.

"I never thought I'd be giving a grown man a hug, but I think you need one." When he let me go I had finished crying and he looked me in the eye, "Do I look like your father?"

"Not really, but I probably react that way to any man that much bigger to me."

"Well, unless you do something to Ashley, I will never do anything to hurt you."

"Ha, me do something to Ashley, she'd probably beat me up. When I told her that she got all of her homework right she gave me a hug. I ended up on the floor."

"Ashley's going to be a problem. We haven't told her yet and I don't know how to. I mean what you're doing isn't really normal."

"I think she might know already." He looked over at me with a shocked look on his face, "You didn't tell her did you?"

"NO! But after I got out of the hospital, I gave Thor this huge rawhide bone.

When I did I wore a diaper to keep from pissing in my pants. After Bob left with Thor I sat outside in the diaper which I was wet. Judy saw me and sent Ashley over to check on me. She saw the diaper and I explained why I was wearing it."

"What did she say about that?"

"That I was silly about being afraid of Thor," I laughed.

"Well just when you got here she said she wanted to ask me a personal question. I think she recognized me in the picture Sarah has on her wall."

"What picture?"

"I figured you'd seen it, I had a portrait done to send to my father. Sarah has one on her wall. I've got a couple around here." I found the picture and showed Joe.

"Damn, I would never guess that you aren't a little girl. But how will your father recognize you?"

"Easy I signed it 'Your loving son, Dave.'"

"Ah... So, I should be heading home, before Ashley storms back here wondering where I am. Hey though, Judy and I have Saturday off and we were going to have a barbecue, do you want to come over?"

"Ummm, sure I guess. But what about... never mind I'll figure it out."

"I'll see you Saturday then." I shut the door behind him and plopped down on the couch. Now what the hell am I going to do, I thought. I agreed to go to their barbecue, and I know that Thor will show up, especially with both Ashley and me out. And when he shows up I know I'll wet my pants. I sat there trying to come up with a solution, well I had one, but I didn't like it.

Any one else would probably call up a parent and ask for advice. I can't do that. Wait a minute, maybe I can. I wonder if Sarah is done with that inspector yet?

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I hated it when the County Inspectors came by; the rules have changed so much since the place was built. Every Inspector, this is wrong; you can't do this that way; there is supposed to be eighteen inches here, not sixteen. I'm glad my lawyer had me get a copy of the county ordinances from when this place was built. Every question, I had to show him the rules from then, it made me want to strangle him.

I was relaxing when there was a knock at my door, now what. I answered the door and was surprised to see Dave there. Oh yeah, I remembered he was watching Ashley, "Nothing's wrong with Ashley is there?"

"What, no." A pause, "Oh, no Joe came home a little early, she's already home."

"Good, I was worried." He kept looking around at the ground.

"What are you looking for?" I asked him.

"Oh, Judy was worried about what you might do to the inspector, so I was looking for freshly turned earth." He grinned at me.

I laughed, and sighed and a lot of pent up frustration escaped. That was just what I needed.

"I buried him under the trailer, so no one would see the fresh dirt." He laughed back at me, then sobered up.

"Sarah I need some help, and I'm hoping you can provide it."

"Well if there is anything I can do, I certainly will. What's the problem?"

"Well I was talking to Joe and..."

"What did he say. If he did anything to hurt you, I'll..." I started to yell.

"No, it's nothing like that. We did talk about that, and I'm pretty sure he accepts it. He even hugged me." Dave interrupted ending with a puzzled look on his face.

"Good, I was a little worried about that. So what's the problem."

"Well, he invited me to a barbecue this weekend, and well I'm afraid that if, well when, Thor shows up I'll have an accident and..."

"Hmmm, that would be a problem. So do you want to wear a diaper?" She asked looking at me.

"No, I don't WANT to wear a diaper, but I think I SHOULD wear one. The only problem is that I don't have anything that will fit over the diaper. Do you have anything of your niece's here that I could wear that doesn't look to much like girls clothes?"

"Ummm, Dave about my 'niece'..."

"She didn't come and get her clothes did she?" Dave asked sounding worried.

I coughed, "No, Dave. I have to be honest though. I don't have a niece."

"If you don't have a niece, then whose clothes were those?"

"Ummm, I... ummm... er... I bought them for you. I'm sorry, but that's the truth."

"You bought them for me, why? ... You wanted to dress me up like a girl from the beginning, didn't you? WHY?"

"Ummm, well at first. I mean the first time Thor scared you; you looked so cute in that diaper. I, ummm, thought that you would, well look even cuter as a little girl. I'm sorry." I felt horrible. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but I needed to come clean. I only hoped I could get him to let me finish.

"I'm leaving, and I'm not sure if I'm coming back." He started towards the door. I grabbed him, he yelled, "Let me GO."

"Not until I finish, I want you to know everything. Then you can go and I won't even try to stop you." He looked up at me sullenly and said, "Go on, but when you're done I'm leaving and I'm not coming back." I pulled Dave over to the kitchen, and sat him down in one of the chairs. I pulled up a second chair and sat across from, now I wasn't looking down at him, but straight at him. And I poured out everything, starting with the first diaper. I probably could have found something different but didn't. Then step by step, getting Bob to let Thor wander around, the kids getting Thor to jump on them, the Nannycams and that I had deleted all of the tapes. I told him how I set him up with the first Harry Potter movie so he'd have an accident, how I tried to get him to wet his diaper the next morning. How I'd padded the diaper to make sure it wouldn't fit under his pants and he'd have to wear the girl's clothes. I confessed about the bets I knew I'd win, everything I could think of.

When I was done, he was crying almost hysterically. He yelled that he hated me and ran out of my home. I released all of the tears I'd been holding back.

I just sat there crying.

I'm not sure how long I'd been sitting there, when there was a knocking at my door. I sat up quick thinking it might be Dave, but I realized that whomever it was, they were hitting the door much too hard to be Dave. Well they could just come back tomorrow; I really didn't care what their problem was. They knocked again and I just sat there ignoring it, crying.

When the door opened, I said, "Hello Bob." Only Bob, Ashley and Judy ever walked in, if I didn't answer the door.

"WHAT in the HELL is going on? I just saw Dave go running into his home and it looked like he was crying. Now I find you in here the same way." I lurched out of my chair and collapsed into Bob, he grabbed me and held me.

"I just confessed to Dave."

"Confessed what?" he asked with a confused sound in his voice.

"Everything," I sobbed.

"Everything I had done to get him dressed as a little girl."

"I take it he didn't take it well," he said.

"That's the understatement of the year. He said he hated me and wasn't ever coming back."

"Okay, so what do we do to fix it. I know why you're crying, but why is Dave crying?"

"What?" I asked, I was puzzled, I'm sure he just said something about us fixing it.

"I asked you, why is Dave crying?"

"Huh, why is Dave crying? I don't know, I hadn't even thought about it. I was just sitting here not thinking."

"Hmmm. You're crying because you just hurt your friends feelings badly.

Right?"

"Yes." I answered, surprised by Bob again.

"Well if Dave wasn't still terrified of Thor, I'd have Thor with Dave right now. First though, you and I need to figure out how I am going to approach Dave."

"Actually Bob, you just need to go over there right now. No talking with me, and don't try to be my advocate, just go over and talk to him. Because right now he needs a friend. I wish Judy were home, she'd be the perfect one, but all he's got is you."

"Damn, I just thought of something and if I'm right, Dave is going to hate me for a while. I suppose he'll get over it though."

"You're not going to hurt him are you?"

"No, at least not physically. But I have to do something that's going to make both of us feel like crap. Besides I don't think Thor would let me hurt him.

I'll see you tomorrow."

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I left Sarah sitting there, I think she started crying again. I was about to do one of the cruelest things I could think of. I didn't want to do it, but right now there was only one person that could help Dave, and I wasn't that person. I looked down at Thor and whispered, "Well Thor, you have to help Dave, and he isn't going to be happy about it." Thor looked back up at me.

I walked over to Dave's with Thor tagging along. I knocked on his door and he didn't answer. Well that didn't surprise me at all. I knocked again, still no answer. I tried the door, hoping that Dave hadn't locked it, it opened. As I opened the door Thor came up to follow me. I turned and told him to sit and stay. He whined, but sat there.

As I walked in, I heard Dave say through his sobbing, "Sarah go away."

"It's not Sarah Dave, it's Bob."

"You go away too. You helped her." I went into his bedroom, and saw him there on his bed still crying.

"Yes, I helped her. I'm not really proud of that, but I'm here to try to fix it."

"I don't want it fixed, I just want you to get out," he yelled sitting up.

I swallowed, and thought 'God, why do I have do this. I didn't want kids. I didn't want the responsibility, and why the first time I really get it do I have to be so cruel.' I looked down at Dave and summoned all of the 'I'm an adult male and you will do as I say'ness I could and commanded, "I won't get out and you will listen to me." I winced as Dave cringed and collapsed back down. Then I continued, "Right now Sarah is sitting where you left her, crying."

"Good," he interjected.

"No, it's not good," I kept on, still projecting my voice.

"I could spend time here trying to convince you that Sarah never meant to hurt you, but since I helped her you won't believe me. I will tell you though that both of are very sorry that we did what we did. Now if I could I'd have Judy over here talking to you, but she's at work.

Now before I do leave I want you to get ready for bed, while I get some stuff ready for you." He got up and went into the bathroom, cringing as he got close to me. I kept a stern look on my face, until he was passed me. I grabbed his mattress and pulled it off the bed looking at the sheets that Sarah and I had spent hours shopping for while he was in the hospital. Sarah surprised me when she told me that Dave had identified every airplane in the design. Like Sarah I thought they were just generic pictures.

I went to his linen closet and got all of the towels I could find telling him at the same time to brush his teeth and go to the bathroom. The towels I used to line his mattress, the mattress itself was waterproof, but I wanted something absorbent there, because I was going to make him wet the bed.

He came back into the room, "Why's my mattress on the floor?"

"Because, I put it there. Now get into bed." I said pointing at the mattress.

He pulled off his pants and shirt and laid down on the mattress, "It's all lumpy."

"I did that. Now you lay there and go to sleep." While he lay there crying, I walked back to the front door and very quietly called to Thor. Thor came up into the home and padded down to the bedroom. I followed him. At the door Thor woofed once. I could see tense up and turn to look at Thor. Thor slowly walked up to him, and I could hear Dave give out a little squeal.

As Thor lay down on the floor next to him, I could see Dave pulling away from him.

"You stay in that bed, mister," I said in the same tone I had used earlier. Thor turned his head towards me and growled somewhat menacingly.

When Dave had settled back down, Thor turned back to him and licked his face. After Thor nuzzled him, Dave reached over and hugged Thor and started talking to him.

As I left the room, I told Dave, in a much more normal voice, "Just let Thor out in the morning, he'll be fine until then." And I thought, 'I hope you will be too.' I left the two of them and walked over to Joe and Judy's, I hoped that Ashley was sleeping already, but it was kind of early still. I knocked on there door and Ashley answered, "Hi Bob, where's Thor?" She was looking past me.

"He's busy right now. I need to talk to your dad, okay."

"Sure," she answered me, and then yelled, "Daddy it's Bob and he wants to talk to you." I cringed a little at her voice.

Joe came up to the door and I asked him to step outside, as he did I could just hear Ashley say, "More 'man stuff,' huh?"

"What was that about?" I asked nodding towards where Ashley was.

"Oh, I had a talk with Dave, and I told Ashley that it was 'man stuff.' Actually we talked about him and Sarah."

"And."

"Well, Dave explained it all to me and if that's what they want to do. It's fine with me." I relaxed a bit. He continued, "Where is Thor, anyway?"

"He's with Dave."

"What!?"

"That's what I need to talk to you about. Dave and Sarah had a fight, well not really a fight. Basically Sarah told Dave the truth about what happened during the summer."

"And that was?"

"Ummm, she basically, after the first time, set him up so she could dress him up. And I helped her."

"She did what?"

"It started off as a game to her, I think. And got out of hand. I'm not really sure, since she hasn't told me the whole truth. Well, Dave didn't take it well and ran out of her house crying. Sarah is probably still sitting in her kitchen crying."

"Oh, God. What did you do?"

"I went over to Dave's and treated him the way his father would have, minus the hitting. I basically got Dave where he could lay with Thor, and then I brought in Thor."

"Why Thor?"

"Because your wife is at work, and your daughter is way too young."

"What, why my wife or daughter?"

"Dave needed someone he could trust, there's only three people I could come up that he would trust. First choice would have been Sarah, but that's where the problem is, second would be Judy, but she's at work, and third would be Ashley, but well, she shouldn't have to deal with anything like this. Lastly is Thor, Dave knows that Thor loves him, he also knows that he loves Thor even if he is terrified of him."

"Okay, so how do we fix it?"

"Well, Sarah will get over it when Dave comes back. She just upset that she hurt Dave. Dave though, emotionally he's probably like a screwed up six year old. He doesn't recognize love or friendship very well, and slips right into fear, hatred, betrayal and other negative emotions. The only good thing is that once he's convinced that Sarah wasn't really being mean he will completely forgive her like a child does."

"Now what the hell are you talking about."

"Ever see two little kids scream that they hate each other, and then a little while later they are best friends." He nodded.

"That's the way Dave is, at least I think so. You heard how he grew up." Joe nodded again, "Okay, but how do you know about all that?"

"I'm a watchman, what do you think watchmen do?"

"I'll bite, 'Watch'."

"Nope, most of us read. It's a pretty boring job, at least at night. Mostly you just sit around, every couple hours you might have to make rounds, but otherwise it's boring. At least you hope it is. So we read, well some do puzzles, I read all sorts of things. I started with Westerns, then read some Sci-Fi and Fantasy, some Thrillers, but eventually got bored with all of them.

I saw an ad for the college book buy back, and went and intercepted some textbooks. I've read everything from Accounting to Zoology, but what interested me the most, were the Psych books. I've probably read two-thirds of the books a Psych major would use."

"So why did you come over her to tell me?"

"Two reasons, first so you could tell Judy and have her show up to talk to Dave, then Sarah. Dave needs someone to talk to him, he's probably going to spend half the night talking to Thor, but Thor can't really answer back.

Secondly, I needed to cool down. When I left Dave's, I didn't know if I wanted to cry, or get drunk."

"So why don't you get drunk, not that it will solve anything."

"Because I have to go to work in a couple of hours. I'm going now, don't forget to tell Judy." I shook his hand and headed home.

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I woke up cold and wet, 'What the hell' I thought. The next sensation I felt was warm and furry, and it was under my left arm. I cracked open my eyes afraid of what I'd see.

Yep, it was Thor under my arm. Now I was less cold, but wetter. Everything that had happened yesterday started coming back and my eyes began tearing up. Thor reacted by licking my face, and wagging his tail. I couldn't see his tail, but I could hear it rhythmically thumping on the floor.

"Well Thor, I guess I should get up now. You probably want out too," I said.

I hugged Thor, and got up. Thor stood up also, still wagging his tail. I grabbed my robe, and walked down to the front door. I opened the door and said, "Go on home Thor, I'll be okay." Thor looked a little reluctant, but went outside and seemed to be headed home. I sighed as I watched him. Once he was out of sight, I shut the door and headed back to my bedroom. The mattress was laying on the floor, my sheets sodden with piss. I stared at it for a little while and realized that I was getting cold again. 'I guess a shower is good place to start,' I thought.

I got into the bathroom and reached to turn on the shower. As I grabbed the faucet handle, a knock on the door interrupted my shower before I could get it started.

"Coming," I yelled and I walked down to the door. I opened it and saw Judy standing there.

"Hello Judy," I said listlessly.

"Good morning Dave. Are you okay?" She asked as she walked in.

"No," I said, trying not to burst into tears.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No I don't," I said forcefully.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I said, dropping into a kitchen chair.

"Dave," she started. She paused and I looked up. She continued, "Dave you're all wet." I looked down, my robe fell open and I could see my wet shirt.

"Yeah, I'm all wet." She grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the bathroom, "Dave, you take a shower. I'll get you something to wear." I went undressed and got into the shower. While showering I could vaguely hear her moving around in my trailer. The bathroom door opened and closed a couple of times. I wondered what she was doing. I finally finished and stepped out of the shower. My wet clothes and robe were gone and clean clothes sat on the vanity. While I was drying off, I heard the washing machine start. 'What is she doing,' I thought.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, she walked up and looked at me.

"Good, you're done. I made some coffee." Before I could even say anything, she gently pushed me towards the kitchen and then grabbed the towel I had just finished using. I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee adding the necessary amounts of cream and sugar. Sipping it because it was hot, I walked back to my bedroom, and saw Judy drying off my mattress with the towel I had just used.

She looked up at me, "This is the only towel that Bob didn't put on your mattress." I looked at her with a stunned expression on my face, "You didn't have to do all of this." She turned back to me, and I noticed next to her a bucket with a sponge in it.

"I know that, but I wanted to. Besides I thought that you could use the help.

Here, this is as dry as I could get it with this towel, help me put it back on the frame." The two of us put the mattress back, and I realized that it would have been a struggle by myself. She continued on, "You know it's a good thing that mattress is waterproof, otherwise it would have been ruined." I started to sit down at my desk and stopped. She looked at me, "Come on," she said. Let's go sit in the living room and talk.

"I don't want to talk," I said sullenly.

"Well, let's go sit and I'll talk.," she answered.

I grabbed my coffee, and we walked to the other end of the trailer. She stopped at the kitchen, "You go sit down, I'm going to get some coffee." I walked over to the couch, set my coffee down, and dropped onto the cushions. I looked over at the TV and realized that I probably looked like Ashley had yesterday afternoon. That almost brought a smile to my face.

Judy walked in a moment later with her coffee, "Are you sure you don't want to talk?" When I shook my head, she continued on.

"Okay, then just listen." Sarah started talking, I wasn't listening, just nodding and grunting during pauses.

I'm not sure how long she talked or what she was saying, but I finally realized that I was being rude. She was here trying to help me and I was not being very nice. During her next pause, I cut in, "Judy, I'm sorry. I haven't been listening to you. I know you want to help, but..."

"Dave, are you ready to talk now?"

"Yeah, I guess. Let me get some more coffee though. Then we can talk." I got up and refilled my coffee and hers.

When I came back she had moved over to the couch. I sat down next to her and she pulled me closer and hugged me.

"I can make this quick, why did you go over to Sarah's yesterday?"

"Well, Joe, your husband, invited me to your barbecue this weekend. Since I didn't want to have an accident there, I went over to get some help."

"Why did you go to Sarah for help."

"Actually I got the idea from Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter?" She asked with a very puzzled look in her face.

"Yeah, after we saw the movies, I bought all of the books and read them. In one of them Harry needs some advice, he thinks of asking his parents, but they are dead. So he comes with the idea of asking his godfather. I have parents, but can't ask them for advice so I came up with the next best thing, Sarah." I started crying again.

"Dave, what's wrong?"

"I can't believe I trusted her." I said between sobs.

"Dave you can trust her. You said you thought of her as a parent." I nodded, she continued, "Well, I'm fairly sure she thinks of you as her child."

"She does, why?"

"Her family has owned this land a long time, it's all that's left of a huge farm. Her grandfather sold most of it and her father sold all but this and made this a trailer park. He died of a heart attack, when she was around 20. She was engaged then, but her fiancee dumped her when she wouldn't sell the trailer park. After that she was so busy running this place that she never had time to date. Joe and I moved in shortly after we were married, and Sarah spent a lot of time helping us. I think she was thinking of us as her family.

Once I was pregnant, she helped even more. After Ashley was born, I couldn't turn around without seeing her. By the time Ashley was two, she was spending almost as much time with Sarah as with me. Sarah wanted a family, and she kind of adopted mine. Now she has done the same with you. I think though with you it will last longer, since you won't grow up on her like Ashley has."

"So I'm her surrogate family. If that's true why did she hurt me."

"I know that she didn't want to hurt you, and I doubt that she thought it would be as bad as she it was. But she must have really needed to tell you the truth. She was probably feeling pretty bad about having lied to you. And she must not have wanted you to find out accidentally." I cut in and asked, "How would I have found out accidentally?"

"Well Ashley knows she doesn't have a niece, and probably would have said so if you mentioned her niece. Now do you think you can forgive her?"

"I think so, but I still can't go back."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm awfully sure I told her that I hated her, and I might have said some other things that were pretty mean."

"Dave you didn't have any friends when you were little did you?"

"No, I don't think I had any friends 'til I got into college. Why?"

"Don't take this wrong, but you sound like a very little kid. Little kids do that all of the time. When they are hurt they yell things like that. I'm fairly sure that Sarah didn't believe you, if she even heard you. Now do you want to go talk to Sarah?"

"I guess so."

"Good let's go see her then, because I know that she want's to see you." We got up and headed to the door, I put the coffee cups in the sink and Judy opened the door.

"Ummm, Dave what would you do, if Thor was sitting outside." I froze where I was, I couldn't see Thor, and my brain said Thor loves me, he wouldn't hurt me, but that part of my mind that controls fear, said there was a monster out there that wanted me. I tried real hard to stop myself, and I did, but a little too late. The front of my pants were wet. I started to cry again, and Judy was there holding me and comforting me. Finally when I stopped crying, she told me, "Dave you go change and I'll get rid of Thor. I promise you that he won't bother you until later." I went to change and heard Judy go outside. I peeked out my window and saw her dragging Thor away. Thor really looked like he didn't want to go. I finished changing and watched for Judy to come back. When I saw her without Thor I went out to meet her. We walked together over to Sarah's.

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A knock on my door woke me up, and I felt horrible, I was still in the kitchen were I was when Dave left. I looked blurrily over at the clock and whomever it was knocked again. I yelled, "Go away." The door opened anyway. I thought for a moment, "Judy is that you?"

"Yes, and I brought a friend." I walked over and saw Judy and Dave. Dave leaped at me and I caught him up in a hug. He was crying and babbling, and so was I. We hugged and cried together for a few minutes. When we finally let go, I looked to thank Judy and she was gone.

Dave and I went into the living room and started talking. We were both apologizing and still crying when Dave stopped and looked straight at me, "You look horrible, Sarah. You should go and take a shower."

"You don't look so great yourself kiddo."

"Yeah, but I've taken a shower so if I just wash up my face, I'll look fine.

You though probably feel as bad as you look."

"Yeah I probably do. Okay, I'll go take a shower."

"Good while you do that, I'll make you some coffee, then we can talk." He said in an oddly adult manner.

I went and showered, by the time I was done I was starting to feel human again. When I walked into my bedroom, there was a cup of coffee sitting on my dresser. Dave, obviously had brought it, I noticed that he had shut my door after dropping it off. I took a sip of the coffee, now I was really feeling human, of course a few hours of sleep in a bed would have helped. I dressed, and walked down the hallway wondering what Dave wanted to talk to about.

I couldn't remember why he had come over yesterday.

I entered the living room and Dave was sitting there sipping his own coffee, I sat down next to him and hugged him once he had set his coffee down, "Thanks, I feel better now."

"Good, you look better now too."

"So do you."

"I washed up in the other bathroom. I kinda want to finish the conversation I started yesterday."

"I figured you did, but honestly I can't remember what we were talking about."

"Joe and Judy's barbecue. I was going to wear a diaper."

"And what, you want to wear some of the clothes I bought?"

"NO!," he said a but forcefully.

"I mean, I talked to Joe, and he doesn't care about what we do, but I doubt he'd be okay with it if we did it at his house, unless you had something that looked like boys clothes."

"No, I ummm, only bought stuff that was a bit girlie. The shortalls are probably the closest to boyish and they have Minnie Mouse on them. You know you can have all the diapers you need."

"I figured that, but I don't have any clothes of my own that I can wear over a diaper. I was wondering if you and I could go buy some. I mean I'll wear a diaper and we can find something that would fit."

"But if your wearing a diaper you can't wear your own pants, oh I see. You'll have to go as Sissy."

"Yeah, and I don't really think I should go wandering around town dressed like that by myself."

"That's probably a very good idea. So when do you want to go, now?"

"Well let me get changed first," he said this with a big grin.

"All right, lets go get you changed then, what do you want to wear?" He picked out an outfit, and I got him into a diaper and help him dress. I grabbed my purse, and Dave's wallet. I opened the door and Thor was sitting outside waiting, I turned to warn Dave, but he was already letting out a little squeal.

"Are you okay Dave?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I should have expected Thor to be waiting for me. He was earlier."

"Do you need to be changed?"

"No, I only leaked a little. I should go talk to Thor though."

"You do that, I've got to grab something." I went back in and Dave walked outside. I hadn't thought about it, but realized after Dave's encounter with Thor, that Dave might need a change while we are shopping. I grabbed a couple of diapers and squeezed them into my purse. If this is going to keep up, I should probably buy a diaper bag for our shopping trips.

I walked out of the house and saw Dave sitting on the edge of the steps, with Thor right up with him. He was talking to Thor, and hugging him. Thor was responding by licking his face and wagging his tail. I walked up and ruffled Thor's fur and they looked up at me. I said, "What? Oh, everything fine Thor. We're just going shopping." I felt a little strange talking to Thor that way, but Dave seemed to be treating Thor like a person and expected others too. If that's what Dave wants I suppose I can talk to Thor like a person. If he answers me though, I'm getting help.

Dave gave Thor a final hug, and got up. We walked over to my car and Thor ran off. We got in and drove off to Walmart. There we walked in and the greater said, "Good morning ladies." Dave seemed to ignore him. I grabbed a cart.

As we walked over towards the boys clothing section, Dave grabbed my arm and tugged me down, "Sarah," he whispered, "should we shop in the boys section or the girls?" When Dave said that, I stopped dead in my tracks. Since at that moment he was holding on to my arm he nearly swung into the cart. I bent down to whisper back, "Why would you want to shop in the girls section?"

"Well right now I am dressed like a girl, and I thought it might look funny if we were looking at boys clothes."

"Don't worry Sissy, no one will notice or care if we are shopping for boys clothes." We walked over to look at the clothes. We first grabbed several pairs of blue jeans in different sizes to find a pair that would fit over his diaper. As we went over to the changing rooms, I noticed that Dave kept looking over at the girl's clothes. He tried on the jeans until he found a size that fit comfortably over the diaper.

With the size figured out we headed back over to the boys clothes. Dave continued to look over at the girl's clothes. We picked up a couple more pairs of jeans and some sweatpants and shorts that would cover his diaper.

When we had them all, I asked, "Sissy, do you want to go look at the girl's clothes?" Dave hesitated, "No." He was dragging his foot in a circle and didn't look at me when he answered.

I thought for a moment, "You know if we go out this winter, you'll need something warmer than those shortalls. Let's go get some jeans for you." Dave smiled, and looked up at me, "Okay." We picked up some jeans, shirts and other clothes for him. He was happy and actually looked like he was enjoying shopping. Once we had picked out of all of the clothes, I decided that we should get some more diapers. A large package of Huggies was added to the cart. Dave frowned at that.

"Do you have to buy those now?"

"Well, I don't want to have to make a special trip just for them. Besides no one will think they are for you." We continued shopping, I had other things to pickup. We were in a far corner of the store, when Dave suddenly stopped.

"Sarah I need to go now."

"Huh."

"I need to go now."

"Okay, so go."

"Sarah, I think I drank four or five cups of coffee this morning. I don't think it'll hold."

"Right, let's go." I led Dave off towards the back of the store. He was moving fast, but I could see that he was uncomfortable. Everything was going well, until Dave came to the end of an aisle. Another cart appeared right in front of him.

Someone had spilled something and when Dave stepped in it and tried to stop, his feet slid out from underneath him. I jerked the cart to the side to keep from running him over and stepped up to help him up.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I landed on my butt so I didn't hit my head, but I am all wet now in more ways than one." The woman pushing the cart, stopped and started apologizing. Dave cut her off explaining that it was his fault, he should have been watching where he was going.

Several Walmart employees came running up, one was carrying a 'Wet Floor' sign. They started talking and apologizing, while they were doing this another employee showed up with a mop and bucket.

Another employee, this time a manager arrived, and he started apologizing.

Dave was standing there, frozen, his eyes wide with fear. I was answering questions, and trying to shield Dave from the growing crowd. Dave was asked several times if 'she' was okay, he answered these with a nod.

Finally the manager shooed all of the employees away, and escorted us back to the where the washrooms are. He told me that everything we were buying today was on him.

I grabbed a pair of the jeans and the manager cut off the tags. We headed towards the women's room and just before we entered the manager spoke, "Don't you need, ummm, clean underwear?" I stopped, I had diapers in my bag, but I don't think Dave wanted me to say anything. I turned back to the manager, he was blushing but continued, "If you want to go and grab a package, I'll be glad to watch your daughter."

"Thank you. Cecelia stay here, I'll be right back," and I took off to the girl's clothes to grab some panties for Dave.

I thought about it and decided to get some plain ones, as much as I wanted to get some Disney Princess panties for him. I returned and he was talking to the manager. I pulled one pair out of the package, handing the rest to the manager. We walked into the restroom and went into the handicapped stall.

I closed the door latching it and helped him to get undressed.

"So do you want to wear the panties or I have a diaper in my bag?"

"Better make it the diaper." I lifted him up onto the changing table and asked, "What were you talking about?"

"Oh, the manager asked if I knew if you were done shopping or not."

"And what did you tell him?"

"Yes, except for the Playstation you were going to buy me. He didn't believe me though."

"You are a rascal, besides what would you do with a Playstation?"

"I don't know, I already have one, but it seemed to be the right thing to say." Dave finished getting dressed as I disposed of the wet diaper and rolled up the shortalls and new panties.

"Are you ready?"

"Yep," he answered as he twisted around looking at himself "What are you doing?"

"Trying to tell if you can notice the diaper." I chuckled and looked, "No you can't." We exited and the manager pushed the cart over to us, our purchases were all bagged, "Were you done shopping ma'am?"

"Yes, I was. Thank you for all of your help."

"It's no problem, I'm just glad it was no worse than some wet pants." He escorted us up to the exits, and we left. When we got home we sorted our purchases into mine, his and ours. I kept mine and ours, and he bagged his.

Then I showed him something I found in one of the bags, "I think this is for you." He took the paper, "It's a raincheck for a PS2 at $50.00 off. I guess he felt pretty bad about what happened."

"So what are you going to do with it?"

"I don't know. I can't redeem it myself, someone might recognize me. Here you keep it." He handed it back to me.

"I should head home, I'm tired I didn't sleep well last night."

"Same here, you have a good nap. Bye Dave." Dave grabbed his bags and left. He'd find the diapers I stuck in there when he put the stuff away. I went and took a nap.

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"Honey, we need to talk to Ashley," I said as Joe and I were getting dressed.

"Oh, about what," he answered absentmindedly.

"Dave."

"Oh...Ohhh. Yeah I guess we do."

"You heard her yesterday. I think she believes that Dave is the greatest person on earth right now."

"I think you're exaggerating a bit, dear. I'm sure she thinks Dave is wonderful, especially after she got a perfect on her math quiz, but I don't think she is quite at that point of hero worship." Joe answered.

"So what are we going to tell her?"

"Ummm, well she already knows that he sometimes wears diapers. Lets start there and expand from there."

"You know, he'll almost certainly being wearing a diaper today."

"What?!"

"Well it's that or wet his pants when Thor comes by. That's where the problem earlier this week came from, he went to get help from Sarah, and everything exploded from there. Don't worry he'll be wearing men's or at least boys' clothes."

"I guess so. No that is the right thing. I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't really thinking about what would happen then. You know it's kind of tough to figure this out. I mean it certainly isn't something I would do."

"You don't still have a problem with it, do you dear?"

"No, I'm just still not used to it. I don't care what they do as long as they don't hurt anyone."

"And by anyone you really mean Ashley. Which brings us back to Ashley.

What and how do we tell her." We got everything prepared for our barbecue, and sat down with Ashley. We decided that I would start.

"Ashley, we have something to talk to you about."

"Is this going to be a birds and bees talk?" Joe blushed a little at that. I went on, "No, this is about Dave."

"WHAT about Dave, he isn't moving is he? I don't want him to move."

"No, he isn't leaving, why would you think that?"

"Well, what else would you want to talk about? I know that he's afraid of Thor, and wears diapers sometimes. That's it. He's going to be wearing one today and you don't want me to tease him. Right?" Joe spoke up, "Slow down Punkin and we'll explain. That isn't it, but you had better not tease him or you'll get a spanking."

"I wouldn't tease him, cuz he might not help me with my math anymore then." Joe continued, "Actually it would probably be worse than that. I don't think Dave would know you were teasing him and he would be very hurt by that.

He would think that you were trying to hurt him."

"But I wouldn't hurt him, he knows that," Ashley cut in.

"Hmm, this is going to be hard to explain. Let me start with how Dave grew up." Joe told Ashley about Dave's childhood, after listening to the whole story, she had the response that I expected.

"But that's horrible, his mom and dad should be locked up," she exclaimed.

I stopped her from continuing, "Ashley, that's why you can't tease him, at least not now. Right now he's not going realize that you don't really mean it.

He'll think that you are trying to hurt him."

"But..."

"I know that you wouldn't do anything to hurt him, but just like with Thor, he doesn't know that. He never had anyone tease him. He only had people that tried to hurt him. Now, Sarah is trying to help him."

"How's Sarah helping him?"

"Well, Sarah and Dave play a game."

"What kind of a game and can I play? Joe started coughing when she said that. I looked over at him, "They play, well it's kind of like 'house'. I don't think you can play."

"Aren't they a little old to play house, and how does that help Dave. I mean if he's the daddy and Sarah's the mommy..." Ashley looked really puzzled.

"Ashley, Dave isn't playing the daddy."

"But, if he isn't playing the daddy... then he's playing the BABY. But that's weird."

"Ashley!"

"Sorry, mom."

"Yes, he's playing the baby, or at least the child. He needs to play this way.

Now we're telling you this, because we don't want you go over to Sarah's when they're playing. So if we tell you that you can't go over there, we better not find out that you went over there."

"Yes mom, but what do they do when they're playing?"

"I don't know everything, but I do know that they have gone to see a couple of movies, and shopping."

"Can I go see a movie with them, next time they go?" Joe answered before I could even come up with an answer.

"Punkin, I don't know, you'd have to ask them. If Sarah and Dave both agree, then I don't have a problem, and I doubt that your mother would." I was in shock, I couldn't believe that Joe had said that. I knew that he said he didn't care what they did together, but I figured that he was just saying that to keep from starting a fight.

"Ummm, right. As long as they don't mind, I don't mind. Depending upon the movie."

"Ashley, what do you think about what Sarah and Dave do?" Joe asked her.

"I think it's silly and a little weird, but I'm not really sure. A lot that Dave does is weird."

"Okay sweetie, I tell you what, tonight we'll talk to Sarah and Dave to find out whether or not you can go see a movie with them." I looked at the clock and realized that our guests would be here any minute.

"Well is everything ready?" Nods answered me and we went outside to great our guests.

We were out rearranging stuff on the porch, when I saw Sarah and Dave walking down the street. I pointed them out to Joe and Ashley. Ashley blurted out that Dave looked like a girl. I looked closer and even with his hair short, wearing bluejeans and t-shirt he still looked more like a girl than a boy.

Joe looked at him and stared. I could hear him muttering and he was shaking his head. I stepped over and asked him what was up. He whispered back, "Ashley's right, Dave looks like a girl. I don't know about you, but if we talk to Sarah and Dave and their not doing anything, umm, sexual, Ashley can go 'play' with them."

"I don't think they're doing anything like that, and I agree with you, if it's okay with the two of them, it's okay with me."

"I don't think so either, I just want to make sure." I watched as they walked up, when they got close Ashley ran out and gave Sarah a hug, then gave Dave a bigger hug. I couldn't hear what she said, but I imagine she was telling him about her math quiz. I noticed that Sarah was carrying a much bigger purse than she had previously and realized that she probably had a spare diaper or two for Dave. I wondered if Joe had thought about Sarah changing that diaper in our house.

When they got up to the house, Joe asked Sarah to give him a hand with the TV, we were setting it up on the porch to watch the football game. I think Joe is going to be in for a big surprise. Sarah told me that Dave was a bit of a sports fanatic, and I'm sure that Joe figures he doesn't even know what football is.

With the TV set up and the pregame on, we were all chatting when there was a loud woof, Dave froze momentarily then turned to face Thor and Bob. I had forgot about Bob, and I wondered if Bob and Dave had seen each other since earlier this week. Judging from the look on Bob's face I was sure that they hadn't. Shit.

Ashley ran out into the yard and Thor paused looking at Dave then Ashley.

Apparently he decided that since Dave was still on the porch he could play with Ashley for a bit. Bob stopped to watch them as Thor bounced over to Ashley and romped with her. As soon as Bob started towards the porch Thor moved up to get up there first.

Dave was watching Thor and Bob, he looked afraid of both of them. Thor came and sat down next to Dave. Bob had hesitated again. Right now no one was saying anything. Bob stared up at Dave, Dave was petting Thor, Joe was looking back and forth between them and Sarah looked a little worried. Bob swallowed, and said hi. He was about to come up the stairs to the porch and stopped.

He looked around, then walked down to where he could see Dave and talk to him without looming over him, "Dave, can you come down here, I need to talk to you." I, and I'm sure Sarah and Joe, heard the strain in his voice, but I'm not sure if Dave recognized it.

Dave looked at him a moment, and then stood up and walked over to join him. Thor got up and walked along with him. When they got up to Bob, Bob told Thor to go play with Ashley. Thor straight out ignored him and stuck next to Dave.

Bob looked down at Thor, shrugged and led the two of them down to the end of the trailer. I watched them, Bob sat down and looked like he was talking. I couldn't hear him, but I could imagine him trying to apologize for what he had done.

Ashley walked up to me and looked down at them. She took a step toward them and I grabbed her and told her to wait for them to come back. She looked up at me and asked, "What's going on?"

"Bob did something that hurt Dave the other day, and now he's trying to say he's sorry."

"Why was Bob mean to Dave?"

"Because he had to. Bob had to get Dave to let him bring Thor in to be with him, and in order to do it he had to be mean. It'll be okay, don't worry." We watched for a few minutes, then Dave reached over and gave Bob a hug.

When he let go, Thor leapt on Bob and started licking his face. Dave looked like he was laughing. Bob got himself free of Thor and the three of them walked back.

At the steps Dave told Thor to go play with Ashley and he did. Bob stared at him, "I should make you pay for Thor's food, he seems to be more your dog than mine."

"I think I'm his person, more than he's my dog." Bob walked up and mumbled about needing to use the bathroom, but I could see his that eyes were red. No one said anything as he went into the trailer.

Dave walked over to Sarah and whispered something to her, she whispered back. Joe looked lost, but I figured that Dave needed a change. When Bob came out, the two of them went in. Ashley and Thor wandered off to play with the other kids.

When Sarah and Dave returned, Joe spoke up, "Now that we're all friends again can we watch the game?" We sat and watched, I knew that Sarah preferred baseball, and I preferred basketball, although I wasn't nearly the fan that any of them were. I did, though, watch with pleasure as Dave proved that he knew more about the team than they did.

Joe cooked and Ashley came back to eat. Before she ran off again, I heard her asking Dave what he knew about the Revolution. I think she wanted some more tutoring.

The game ended, we won. Bob helped put the TV back, and said his goodbyes, he had to work that night. That gave us a chance.

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I had been worried about being near Bob, I thought that he was going to keep treating me the way he had the other night. When he wanted to talk to me, I had been worried. He sounded funny when he asked me to come talk with him. I went with him, and Thor stayed with me and disobeyed Bob to do it.

When Bob sat down to talk to me, I relaxed a little. Then he very nearly in tears began apologizing for treating the way he had. It began to get hard to understand him, because he was crying now. I finally understood why he had done, what he did, and told him that I forgave him. I reached over and gave him a hug. He hugged me back, when he let go Thor tackled him and licked his face until Bob could get free. I started laughing at the two of them.

We walked back to the porch and I told Thor to go play with Ashley, and he did. Bob turned towards me and said, "I should make you pay for Thor's food, he seems to be more your dog than mine."

"I think I'm his person, more than he's my dog." Bob went in to use the bathroom, I think he just wanted to wash his face, but I wasn't going to say anything. I realized that I needed a change and went over to whisper to Sarah. When Bob returned we went in.

The rest of the barbecue was fun, I think I shocked Bob and Joe with what I knew about sports. It's obvious that I never played sports, I doubt I could play little league baseball right now.

After Bob had left and Ashley was still out playing, the four of us were sitting around, when Judy spoke up.

"We talked to Ashley this morning. She, ummm, wants to play with you. Now, we don't care with one caveat. You don't do anything sexual do you?" Before Sarah could say anything, I jumped in, "Ewwww. Ahh sorry, Sarah.

No, Sarah's old enough to be my mother, but a lot nicer."

"The closest we come to anything like that, would be when I change his diaper or give him a bath," Sarah explained.

I blushed when Sarah mentioned those things, it was embarrassing. I was a grown man, and she was talking about bathing me and changing a diaper.

Joe jumped into the conversation, "So how do you feel about Ashley visiting you next time. We figured that maybe the three of you could go see a movie or something." I thought about it and my first thought was that I didn't want to share Sarah with anyone, but as I sat there I realized that I wouldn't necessarily be sharing Sarah with Ashley, as much as Sarah would probably be sharing me with Ashley. Plus maybe Ashley could teach me more about being a girl and I would be more comfortable out in public.

I'm not sure how long I sat there thinking, but all of the sudden I noticed that they were looking at me and that either Judy or Sarah had said my name, "What did you say? I was thinking and not paying attention." Sarah snickered, "I said I didn't care, and I had an idea. As long as you don't care, I thought that maybe tonight you and Ashley could spend the night, we wouldn't go see a movie, but we could watch one at my house and Joe and Judy could have a night to themselves." I looked at them, "I don't care if Ashley spends some time with us, although not all of the time. I do have one thing though. I don't want her giving me a bath or changing my diaper." I still can't believe that I say that.

Joe quickly agreed, "Yeah, I hadn't really thought about that, but your right.

It would certainly not be appropriate to have her do that."

"So as long as Ashley wants to, she can spend the night with you two," Judy said with a grin.

"Of course, I can't think of anything that would make her say no." We sat around chatting until Ashley came home.

"MOM, I'm hungry," she yelled as she came in.

"Ashley!" Judy said as she came in to the living room where we were sitting.

Judy's reaction surprised me a little, I knew that if I had yelled like that when I had gotten home, my father would have hit me and yelled at me louder.

Judy just kind of rebuked Ashley.

"Sorry, mom," Ashley said.

"I'm still hungry."

"Well, Ashley you have a choice. You can wait and I'll make some dinner for us, or you can go over to Sarah's and spend the night with her and Dave.

So which do you want?" Judy asked.

I watched as Ashley slowly realized what her mom had said, again my father would have just told me what to do. All of the sudden Ashley's eyes got big, "I'll go get my PJ's are you two ready to leave?" Sarah answered her, "Just as soon as you are."

"Ashley, take some clean clothes with you, and take a bath."

"Yes mom," Ashley said as she ran down to what I assumed was her room. I was chuckling at the rapid changes in her, from the demanding, to apologetic, to ecstatic, to sullen all in less than a minute.

Joe asked, "What's so funny?"

"Ashley, the way she just keeps changing. If I had done half of what she just done, I would have been hit, yelled at and punished. I just am kind of ... I don't know. I guess I just don't understand what happened." Joe looked stunned, but Judy moved the fastest. Before I could do anything she was over next to me hugging me.

"Dave that's the way normal parents act with normal kids. Kids yell and do things, when they step over the bounds, parents punish them. Ashley just stepped a little out of bounds, so I just reminded her that what she did was unacceptable. If she did something truly bad, we might have to spank her or ground her."

"You hit her," I was somewhat horrified and now worried. If they were willing to hit their daughter, what would they do to me.

Judy must have realized what I was thinking, "No Dave, we might have to spank her. That means that we tell her what she did wrong and why, and then bare her bottom and swat her with my or Joe's open hand." She leaned over and whispered to me, "And I'll tell you that it probably hurts our hand as much or more than it hurts her. Besides it's more of a reminder to her, than to inflict pain or hurt her." Sarah could see my face, something that Judy couldn't, "Dave, a spanking isn't just hitting someone. When, ... Okay, spankings as punishment start as a swat on a diaper to get the attention of a toddler. Joe could probably swat you as hard as he could on your diaper, and you would barely feel it. Later they get harder, but never should they actually cause harm." Joe snuck in then, "Dave, I've never spanked Ashley out of anger and can probably count the number of times I had to spank her on one hand. That doesn't count the swats on her diaper when she was little. Those were about as hard as when you clap. You can ask her, because here she comes." I looked and Ashley was coming back carrying a backpack, she looked at us and blurted out, "What's wrong, I can still go over with them can't I?" Judy said, "You certainly can, we just said something that scared Dave and we're trying to reassure him. You can help."

"How can I help," she asked.

"Punkin, tell Dave what it's like to get a spanking," Joe said to her.

"I'm not getting one am I?" Her eyes got bigger, as she asked this.

"Well have you done anything to deserve one?" She stood there for a moment looking contemplative, "No, I haven't."

"Hmmm, if you had to think about it maybe you do," Joe said after she finally answered.

"Daddy, I do not need a spanking."

"Okay, so tell Dave what it's like."

"Ummm, it hurts, but not really. I mean that, well it is painful, but it doesn't last. Like a ... a mosquito bite, but it hurts more than that, you know, the pain is there then it goes away. But sometimes the lecture that comes with it is worse than the spanking, and there is always a lecture. Daddy says if he ever has to spank me for the same thing twice, the second one will be worse, but that's never happened."

"Are you sure?" I asked somewhat plaintively.

"Dave, I'm sure that my mommy and daddy would never hurt me, like yours hurt you." I could feel myself tearing up, "I never had a mommy and daddy." I thought that I hadn't spoke, but Judy grabbed me and said, "Dave, just because you didn't have them growing up doesn't mean that you can't have, at least, a mommy now." Sarah came over and picked me up and hugged me, "Dave I'll be your mommy as long as you need one." I was crying now, I'm not sure why, but I think these people like me, maybe even love me. I'm not really sure what love is, but if this it I like it.

Joe walked over and looked at me, straight in the eyes, "Dave, I can't be your daddy, it wouldn't feel right, but I can and will be here if you ever need a dad. I think that Bob will too." Judy added, "Since Sarah wants to be your mommy, I guess that I can be your mom." Sarah set me down and I imagine that I looked horrible. I faced them and was about start crying again, when someone spun me around and grabbed me, "And I'll be your big sister!" I heard the three of them start chuckling, and I told Ashley, "Thank you."

"But only if you keep helping me with my homework."

"Okay," I laughed.

"But can you stand being helped by your little sister, er brother, or whatever."

"Yep, can we go now?"

"Yes, just let me get my purse," Sarah said.

Ashley and I walked over to the door and stepped out while Sarah was getting her purse. As soon as I cleared the doorway there was a loud "Woof" from my right. I jumped left and did something unexpected. I now really needed a clean diaper, and was glad that Sarah didn't mind changing a messy one.

Thor crawled over to me, doing his best to look sheepish. Ashley started laughing. I looked at her hoping she wasn't laughing at me, and she wasn't she was pointing Thor and laughing at him. I looked back at Thor, he was whining and whimpering. I kneeled down, "Thor you can't scare me like that. I, Um love you, but you still scare me." I scratched his head and petted him.

He licked my face, as Sarah walked out.

"What happened?" Ashley answered, "Thor was waiting on the porch and barked when we came out. He surprised Dave, then he crawled over like he had just destroyed the living room or something. He looked so funny."

"Are you okay Dave?"

"Yeah, but I ummm, really need to be changed now."

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We headed off to my home, and Thor took off to go play. As we walked along Ashley started to skip, "Come on Dave, skip with me." I looked over at him, and he had a stunned look on his face, "I don't know how to skip." Ashley walked over to him, "Here, watch me. Then do what I do." He watched Ashley for a moment, then started skipping, badly. We helped him get it right and then Ashley grabbed his arm and they started skipping around as we went home. By the time we got there all three of us were laughing.

As we walked in, I said, "Ashley go and watch TV, while I get Dave cleaned and give him a bath, then you can take a bath while I make dinner."

"Can I help give him his bath?"

"NO!" Dave said, "Actually there are some rules; you don't get to change my diaper, or give me a bath." She looked over at me and I said, "Sorry, but that was what your parents said." She stomped into the living room, "I don't get to have any fun." I got Dave into the bathroom and helped him undress, there was a definite odor coming from him. I laid him on a towel, removed the dirty diaper, and cleaned his behind. With that done I started the water in the tub and set him in it. While the tub filled, I went and got something to dress Dave in and get rid of the smelly diaper.

I took a little extra time to see if Ashley would sneak a look, and was happy to see that she didn't. I went back and bathed Dave. Finished, I dried him, diapered him and pulled the Carebear nightie over his head. He didn't look happy about it, but seemed to get over it.

We left the bathroom and I heard a giggle out of Ashley.

"Okay, Ashley it's your turn."

"Do I hafta?"

"Only if you want dinner."

"Hey, that's not fair." She said, as she got up, grabbed her backpack and ran down to the bathroom.

"Fair or not, that's the rule."

"Hmmph," I heard as the door closed.

I heard the water start and I walked down opened the door, and stuck my head in, "And I'm going to check to make sure you took a bath." I shut the door and went to start dinner, some mac and cheese and a salad would probably do. After a while I heard the water draining and I went and knocked on the door.

"It's Sarah, can I come in."

"Yes." I heard. I slipped into the room, and looked at her.

She had wrapped a towel around her, but I could see that she had bathed, "I guess you'll pass. Hurry dinner's almost ready." Then I slipped back out.

I got Dave, and put him in the highchair, "Dave, I want to see how Ashley reacts. She might laugh. Don't worry she doesn't mean to hurt you, but if she is going to be laughing at what you do and how you dress, I don't think she should come over."

"Yeah, I think that I understand she doesn't mean to be mean, but I don't think I'd be able to handle it all of the time." The bathroom door opened and I watched as Ashley walked past. She had put on a sleepshirt, that surprised me, and she was carrying her backpack in one hand. As she passed the kitchen I saw her look in. She stopped, and her backpack fell to the floor with a thump. She looked like she was about to laugh, but paused and grabbed her backpack and said.

"I'll be right there." Ashley came in and sat down. I sat the mac-n-cheese on the table along with a salad. Some of each on our plates and we began to eat. I hadn't given Dave a fork, only a spoon and I was wondering what he would do. He picked up the spoon and was looking at his salad. He dropped the spoon and grabbed a piece of lettuce and stuck it in his mouth. By the time we had finished he had salad dressing all over his face, and a big grin on his face. I was smiling as I grabbed a washcloth and walked over to clean his face.

Ashley was giggling as I washed his face and hands, and by the time I had finished Dave was too. I helped him out of the highchair and we went into the living room to watch a movie. I said, "Get comfortable, I'm going to make some popcorn." When I came back in Dave was sitting on one end of the couch and Ashley on the other. I came back and picked out a movie, The Wizard of Oz. I had decided on that by watching them skip.

The popcorn finished and I brought it out in a bowl, looking at the two of them sitting there, I grabbed the remote and sat down between them. Dave reacted quicker than Ashley, he moved over and cuddled up next to me. I glanced over at Ashley, she was looking at the popcorn when Dave reached out and grabbed some. Ashley moved over and snuggled up on my other side.

So with two little girls snuggled up next to me I hit the play button and soon we were watching, The Wizard of Oz. Ashley said she loved this movie. I told her that I was inspired by your skipping. Dave squealed and grabbed my arm when the flying monkeys showed up.

When the movie was over Dave said, "That was a great movie." Ashley asked, "Hadn't you ever seen it before?"

"No, I hadn't seen it before. I'd heard about it, and seen bits and pieces, but never seen the whole thing."

"So what do you two want to do now?" I asked them.

Dave looked at me, "I don't know, what do girls do at times like this?" I looked at Ashley and with a big grin on my face, "Ashley, let's show him." Dave looked like a deer with it's eyes caught in headlights when he looked at the two of us.

Sunday morning, I got the two of them up, Ashley off the air mattress in the living room and Dave out of the crib. After breakfast Ashley headed home and I got Dave cleaned up so he could home. It had been a good night.

Dave learned a bit about being a little girl and what it's like to have friends and Ashley learned about taking care of a baby, sort of. At least now she knew how to give a baby a bottle. Dave wasn't thrilled with that, but he said he was thirsty.

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I got up Monday morning and went through my usual ablutions. When I went to put my pants on, I noticed that they were tighter than normal, so tight that I could barely fasten them. That was not good, now why would I be gaining weight. I thought about it for a while, and realized that with Thor out there, I was not getting any exercise.

I needed to exercise, nothing fancy just something to work off the extra calories I was eating. I'm probably eating less than I did in college, so why didn't gain weight then? All that walking around campus. No campus here, but I could walk around the trailer park. Yeah, walk around the park in wet pants. I suppose I could wear a diaper during my walks. Great just what I want to do, wear a diaper more often now.

Those diapers that Sarah gave me don't fit real well, but the ones they used in the hospital did. I wonder if I can get some of them. I'll go ask Judy, if she's home right now. But first, I'd better put on a diaper and different pants otherwise with my luck Thor will be waiting for me about half-way there.

I changed and walked over to Judy's, her car was there so she should be home and Ashley should be at school. I knocked on her door.

"Just a moment," I heard muffled by the closed door. Then a moment later the door opened and Judy was standing there.

"Hi Dave, come on in."

"Hi Judy," I said as I walked in.

"Do you want some coffee?"

"No thanks. I ummm, were you serious when said, you'd be my 'mom'?"

"Yes, I was and so was Joe and Ashley. Why?"

"Well, I need some help."

"Have a seat. So how come you're here, and not asking Sarah? You two didn't fight again." We sat down on her couch.

"No, I just figured that you would probably be able to help me more."

"Good, so what's the problem?"

"Well, this morning I realized that I am gaining weight, my pants are getting a bit tight." She looked at my waist, "Those look fine."

"Yeah, but we bought these to fit over a diaper."

"Oh, I suppose I can help, but I'm not a nutritionist or anything like that."

"That's not where I need the help. I figure that I can get enough exercise just by walking around the trailer park, but..."

"But you don't want do it in wet pants?"

"Right, I could get diapers from Sarah, or buy my own, but the baby diapers she has don't really fit that well."

"I see, so how can I help you?" she asked.

"Well the ones that they had at the hospital fit much better, but I don't know where they get them or what kind they are. Could you find out for me?"

"No problem, I might even be able to get some for you, until you can get your own."

"Thanks," I said.

She looked over at me staring for a moment, "You know Dave, if Thor starts following you around as you're walking it could have an added benefit."

"What's that?" I asked, puzzled about what she was talking about.

"You will probably get used to him enough that he won't scare you anymore, unless he surprises you with his barking. But I don't think he'll do that anymore either."

"That would be great, I... well I know that he won't hurt me, but he still scares me. Do you think it'll really work?" She leaned over and hugged me, "I'm not positive, but I'd bet on it. Are you wearing a diaper right now?"

"Yeah, I didn't want to have an accident on the way over here, and besides I figured I may as well start walking today."

"Well, since you're all set to start, I guess when I go to work I'll find out for you."

"Thank you, I had better get walking, so I can start working." We got up and walked over to the door. She gave me another little hug and patted my behind as I walked out the door.

I was walking and hadn't gotten too far, when I heard a familiar woof. I turned to look and saw Thor headed towards me. I stopped as I felt my diaper get wet, damn. Thor caught up with me and I petted him for a moment then continued on my way. I waved to my neighbors that saw me, and they waved back. I was puffing a bit when I finished, but that should go away.

When I got home, I petted Thor again and then went in. I think Thor waited until I was inside before he left, but I'm not sure. I cleaned up and started working, hoping that Judy could find out about the diapers for me.

I got up Tuesday and got ready to take my walk. I was out the door and got to Judy's house, when she called out to me, "Hey Dave, come here." I took a detour over to her house, "What did you find out?"

"Step inside, and I'll tell and show you," she said inviting me in.

I walked in and we sat down.

"So what did you find out?"

"Boy you are impatient, how about good morning, how are you?"

"I'm sorry Judy, good morning, how are you?"

"Dave, I was joking, I'm going to have to remember that you don't get sarcasm very well."

"No, I should have been more polite."

"Well, maybe. Let me tell you what I found out. First they are called Attends, but there isn't anyplace around here to buy them. One of the other nurses suggested that you check the Internet to see where you can order them. Second I swiped some for you." She grinned at the last.

"Thanks, I'll have to check on the 'net to see where I can get them. I hope they aren't hard to find."

"Well I'm glad to be of help. If you need anything else, just let us know."

"Can I pick these up on my way back, I don't want to carry them around?"

"Sure no problem. Have a nice walk." I left and to continue my walk, and was surprised that Thor was waiting out in the street for me. I slowly walked towards him and again he woofed and wagged his tail. Again I felt my diaper getting wet and sighed, "Well come on Thor." I finished my walk with a detour to pick up the diapers from Judy. Thor followed me the whole way. I got cleaned up and went back to work putting the final touches on my article on the BV-141.

Wednesday morning Thor was waiting for me, in front of Judy's, on Thursday and every day thereafter he was in front of my house. I wasn't really sure why he was so intent on escorting me on my morning walk, but I couldn't keep him away, not that I really wanted to.

Saturday morning, I went for my walk and about halfway through it Thor started pushing me towards someone's yard. I looked over there and there was a woman about my age sitting in her yard with a couple of babies. Thor was pretty insistent about me stopping here, so I gave in, "Hello." She looked up at me, "Hello. You're that guy that got beat up aren't you?" Did everyone here know that, "Yes, I am. My name is Dave Wilson." Thor woofed and slowly walked over to the babies. I watched him a moment then walked over to their mother.

"Hi, I'm Susan Parks, I see you know Thor." I sat down on the grass near her, "Yeah, he walks around with me every morning. This morning he decided that we were going to stop here. I'm not sure why?"

"I can answer that, he loves the twins, and they love him." I looked over and Thor was laying between them, while they clambered all over him.

"I guess they do." I sat for a while watching them, before I decided that I should get going. I got up and said, "Well I should be going." As I started walking, Thor growled at me. I stopped and looked at him. From behind me I heard, "I guess Thor doesn't want you to leave yet." I turned back, "I guess not, and I'm not sure what he would do if I tried to leave, so I'll wait until he's ready to leave." I sat back down.

"Can I ask you a question Dave?" she asked.

"Ummm, I guess so."

"This is kind of embarrassing, but are you wearing a diaper?" I twisted around to see if it was showing, trying my best not to cry.

She got up and kneeled down next to me, "You are, aren't you?" I nodded and she kept talking, "Don't worry I won't tell anyone. But why are you wearing one?" I choked back my tears, "Thor. He scares me." I looked over and Thor was staring at us.

She held me, "Thor scares you, but I don't think he'd hurt you. I don't think he'd hurt anyone."

"I know that, but he still scares me. Heck, I even love him, but he scares me so much I wet my pants."

"So you wear a diaper so your pants aren't wet. Well that's smart."

"Yeah, but now I can't keep walking. If everyone can tell I'm wearing a diaper, I'd be way to embarrassed."

"Dave, everyone can't tell you're wearing a diaper. I could tell because I spend all my time with those two in diapers. I could probably tell if someone is wearing a diaper in my sleep. Besides no one is going to care what kind of underwear you wear."

"Thanks, I needed that."

"No problem, but I should be taking the kids in, it's a bit chilly to sit outside too long for them."

"Let me give you a hand," I said as we stepped over to where they were.

She picked up one of them and handed him to me showing me how to hold him. She grabbed the other and we carried them inside. She sat them in a playpen, and we went out to gather up the blanket and toys that were out there.

"That's a whole lot easier with help," she said.

"It was nice meeting you, and I imagine that I'll be stopping by next time your outside that I'm walking."

"Bye Dave, have a nice walk." I continued my walk, and waved to a few people. Some of the kids called Thor, but he kept walking with me. I hurried my pace a little, so Thor could go play sooner. Once I got home Thor took off like a bullet towards where the kids were playing. I shook my head and wondered why Thor insisted on escorting me.

I hurried and showered. I was getting dressed and decided that wearing a diaper would be a good idea. I was going over Joe and Judy's to watch the game with Joe. I finished dressing and headed out.

As I left, I saw Judy and Ashley pull up to Sarah's and Sarah run out to their car. All three waved, and I waved back. They drove off, and I hesitated, if I went over there now, it would just be Joe and I. I thought about and decided that sense he was waiting for me, I should show up.

I finished walking over and arrived just as Bob did, "Hi Bob."

"Hi Dave, how's it going?"

"Not bad, although I have a bone to pick with you." I said as we got to the door, which opened before we could knock.

"Morning, Bob, Dave. You're right on time. Judy and Ashley have left, they're going shopping with Sarah." I thought about them out shopping and felt a little twinge of jealousy. I'm not really sure why, but I did. We walked in, and went into the living room. It was all set for the game, chips and dips, some other munchies.

"Looks good, I hope that we win, but I doubt we will." Bob looked over at me, "Why do you think we'll lose? And what else is the problem?"

"We just don't have the team this year. I started walking around the park every morning and your dog insists upon escorting me. And today he made me stop so he could play with a couple of babies." I looked over at him accusingly, I hoped.

He was obviously trying not to laugh, "What do you want me to do about it?"

"I uh. I uh. I don't know, but when I tried to continue my walk and he wasn't ready yet. He wouldn't let me leave." He was laughing now. I looked over at Joe, and Joe was laughing too. Bob between laughs said, "I'm sorry Dave, but the idea that Thor won't let you go for a walk by yourself. It's just funny. Think about it." I wasn't sure what to do, they were laughing at me. I got up and was about to run out, when Joe grabbed me and pulled me next to him. He had stopped laughing, "Dave, we aren't laughing at you. At least not to be mean. Think about it, you're a grown man and someone else's dog walks you around. If it someone else, wouldn't you think it was funny?" Bob had stopped laughing and moved down next to me, "Dave, I can't even get Thor to do what I want your around. You saw it last week, I told him to go play and he just stuck right with you. When it comes to you Thor is going to do whatever he wants. I'm sorry I laughed. I didn't mean to hurt you, but it is funny." They both hugged me and Bob and I sat back down. Joe headed into the kitchen, "I've got a pizza coming soon. Bob you want a beer. Dave how about you?"

"Ummm," I hesitated. Beer was okay, but I really couldn't drink much. Not much body mass to slow it down. I really didn't want to seem like a little kid now. They had both seen me crying and had hugged me.

"I, ah..."

"How about half a beer," Joe called back and came out with three glasses of beer, two large and one small.

"Thanks," I said, that glass was about the right size. I picked it up and took a sip.

Bob looked over at me, "Now don't go getting drunk on us, we don't want to have to carry you home." He tried looking serious, but started laughing.

Joe started laughing to, "Yeah, I don't know if the two of us are strong enough to carry you." It took me a moment, then I realized they were joking and I laughed too. All of us relaxed with that joke, and we ended up having a great time watching the game. I had the feeling that they weren't drinking as much as they normally would. I had another small glass, and then switched over to Coke.

When Judy and Ashley returned Bob and I headed out. I got home and Sarah was waiting for me.

"Did you have a good time?"

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When I found out that Joe had invited Dave and Bob over to watch the football game, I talked with Judy and we decided that it would be good for Dave to spend the day being a guy. We took Ashley and went shopping for a few hours Saturday. A late lunch insured that the game would be over by the time we returned home.

When we got home, I walked over to Dave's to wait for him. He walked up a few minutes, "Did you have a good time?" He gave me a hug, "Yeah, but it didn't start real good."

"What happened?" He unlocked his door, "Come on in. There's a couple of things I want to show you too." We went in and sat down, and he continued, "You know I've been walking around every morning and Thor walks with me, right."

"Yes," I answered, wondering what this had to do with watching the game.

Dave told me about his problems with his walk with Thor and Joe's and Bob's reaction and laughing. Then how they made him feel better and how the rest of the time went.

I'm glad, that they solved the problems. I hadn't really wanted to come to find a devastated Dave. It was even better, because I think now Dave is beginning to understand that someone can laugh at him without being mean.

"I'm glad you had a good time, so what did you want to show me?"

"Come down to my room, and bring a chair." So I grabbed the chair I was sitting in and we walked down to his bedroom. The first thing I noticed was that he had hung a diaper stacker from the end of his bed.

"Here this is for you to take home." He pointed over to a large package of diapers.

"These are the ones they used in the hospital, they fit better than the baby diapers you were using."

"Uh...Okay." I didn't know what to say, I was really surprised by this. I hoped that he wasn't wearing them all of the time.

He looked up at me, "You look like I just hit you with a baseball bat." I shook my head, "You're not wearing these all of the time, are you?"

"No, only on my walks, or like now when I walked over to Joe's. But that leads me to the next thing I wanted to show you." He sat down at his computer and turned it on.

"Pull up your chair." I put my chair down behind him and sat down. He went through starting up his computer and getting on the Internet. He opened up a Google search window and typed in something and hit return before I could read it.

He twisted to look at me, "I found these sites when I was looking for some place to buy those." He pointed at the diapers again. He turned back to his computer and scrolled down. He mumbled something and clicked on one of the links.

With the new window opened he moved his chair over and gestured for me to get closer. I scooted up and looked at the screen. I was shocked, there were pictures of several different women wearing diapers and not much else.

"I...

ummm... What exactly is going on there?"

"Well, as near as I can tell, there are apparently people out there that like to wear diapers, and act like babies. Most of them seem to be men, but some are kids and some are women. But at times it can be hard tell at times. Some of the men use girls names, and a lot of them lie about there age." He clicked through a few pages, some of the pictures were even more shocking than the first ones. There were men, bigger than Bob or Joe, dressed like baby girls, except for the beards and hairy legs. I laughed at some of the pictures, and some of them disgusted me.

"So why are you showing me this?"

"Well, I was surprised to find out that there were people out there that wear diapers for enjoyment. Although some of them wear them for medical reasons too. I really wanted to make sure that you didn't think that I was a weirdo for letting you put me in diapers." He looked like he might cry.

"Dave, I don't think you're a weirdo, neither does anyone else that knows.

But that guy there, I think he might be a weirdo." I said pointing at another hairy, bearded guy in a pink dress.

"Ummm. Actually some of these people seem to be a little sick, but most of them seem to be quite normal, except for that one thing. I was really surprised at the numbers though. Some of the sites have member lists, and those run into the hundreds and thousands."

"Thousands? Come on there can't be that many." I was incredulous. He kept jumping from site to site.

"Well it's hard to tell, but these memberships are from all over the world. I found sites in Germany, England, France, Russia, Poland, Canada, all over.

And they write stories." He clicked a few times and a new window popped up.

"Stories? What kind of stories?" Now I was confused, a bunch of people wearing diapers and writing novels? "Short stories, anywhere from a page or two to fairly long ones. Most of them are pretty bad from a writing point of view. Some of them are sick and disgusting. Some are not bad and kind of happy endingish."

"You've been reading them?"

"Yeah, first to see what they were about, then to see if any of them were written well. The hard part is telling what is what, because some of them have graphic sex scenes and seem to be awfully close to pedophilia. There's a few pages that seem to stay away from those kind of stories though." We spent about a half-hour looking at some of the websites, and some time reading the Wikipedia article on Adult Babies/Diaper Lovers. That article was informative, without appearing to be judgmental.

When we finished I got up and went home. I was looking at those diapers Dave had bought differently. I'm not sure why. We weren't doing anything sexual, and wouldn't change what we were doing if we keep doing it.

I spent the rest of the evening thinking about what Dave and I were doing, was it right? Could it harm him? Could it harm me? And most importantly could it harm Ashley? The more I thought, the more I realized that I couldn't really answer those questions myself. I needed to talk to Judy, after all it was her daughter. Fortunately I'd see her tomorrow. I ended up going to sleep with all of this running through my head.

Sunday morning I was sitting, still thinking, when I heard a Woof. I look out the window and saw Dave scratching Thor's head before he started his daily walk. Well at least he didn't seem to be terrified of Thor anymore. Although if that was true, why was still wearing the diaper on his walks. Maybe he did like wearing them. Maybe I made him like them.

I kept glancing out the window waiting for Dave to finish walk. He either was a slow walker or he was walking quite a while, because it was close to an hour before he returned. I watched as he sat on his steps and petted Thor for a few minutes before Thor took off and Dave went in. I started watching the clock, waiting until Judy got here for our weekly lunch. I know the clock didn't slow down, put it seemed to.

Finally there was a knock at my door, I opened to find Judy standing there.

"Hi Judy. Let's go." I grabbed my purse and walked out to my car.

I opened my door, and looked over to see if she was getting in. I was surprised to see her standing not far from my front door staring at me.

"Well, come on." She shook her head and walked over to the car. We got in and she said, "Hi Sarah, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we've been going out to lunch almost every Sunday for the last 10 years, and I can't ever remember you saying 'Hi let's go.' So what's wrong?" I spent the entire drive telling her about the websites that Dave had shown me. She sat there and listened. At the restaurant, as long as the waitress was away from us, I continued telling her everything that I had been thinking about. She still just listened.

Finally when I had got to the point where I was starting to repeat myself, she interrupted me.

"Sarah, I have some simple questions to ask you. First think about last weekend when you were with Dave and Ashley. Did what you were doing feel wrong?"

"Well no, we were having fun. We taught Dave how to braid hair and we painted his nails. It was a little odd, but not wrong."

"Good, because I know Ashley had fun. She didn't want to talk about anything else. Does it look like you are hurting Dave?"

"No, he almost always seems happy. Sometimes he seems a bit scared or something, but never hurt."

"That's good too, but you should find out why he's scared. Now do you feel bad when you and Dave are playing?"

"Ummm, other than when I was doing it to him and not with him, no.

Although at times it seems a little odd."

"That's good too. Now comes the most important question, and I want you to think about this before you answer. What will happen to Dave if you stop?" I started to answer, "He..." and I stopped to think about it. We finished eating before I answered.

"He would be devastated. I'm not sure what he would do, but I think it could be worse than when he thought I was just using him as a toy."

"You're probably right, although you'd need to talk to Bob about what he'd do. But I'd bet that Thor would be spending a lot of time with Dave, and I don't think you'd be safe near Thor." We got up to leave, and I waited until we were back in the car before continuing, "Come on, I don't think Thor would really hurt someone." She turned, looked at me and said in her 'nurse' voice, "I think Thor would attack and possibly kill someone to protect Dave. And I think they'd have to kill Thor to stop him. If any of those kids that beat Dave ever come back, Thor just might attack them." I glanced over at her and she had a serious look on her face, "You're serious."

"Yes, I am. I honestly think that Thor would do anything to protect Dave.

Did he tell you what happened yesterday morning?"

"Yes, and I thought it was kind of funny. Just like Bob and Joe."

"Joe told me what happened, and Dave's reaction to them. Fortunately they quickly convinced him that they didn't mean to hurt him and that it was kind of funny that he was being walked by a dog." she was still using her 'nurse' voice.

"I watched them leave and return from their walk this morning, I don't think Dave has realized what he means to Thor yet. I wonder if Thor will ever let Dave go for a walk without him." Her voice relaxed, "I doubt it. You know it's a good thing Thor is a young dog, because I'm not sure if Dave could handle Thor dying. In a few years he will be able to, but not right now."

"So back to my original problem, what should I do?" I asked her.

"I think that we; Dave, you, me and probably Bob, should get together to talk about it. My guess is that nothing will change though. I've got a couple more questions for you?"

"What are they?"

"I was thinking, do you have any idea what Dave has planned for the holidays?" I thought for a minute or two, "I really doubt he has anything planned. I know he won't be visiting his parents, I remember him mentioning a cousin, but I don't think he knows him. That would mean an aunt and uncle too. As far as I know none of his relatives even knows where he lives."

"Well I was thinking that I would invite him over for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners along with you. Hmm, maybe I'll see if Bob wants to come over also," Judy said blankly.

"That's a good idea, I'm pretty sure Bob will come over, although I think he usually works the holidays. He likes to let the people with families have those days off. But it can't hurt to ask."

"We can always eat earlier or something, Bob should at least be able to spend some of the holidays with his friends."

"That's a great idea, but your question got me thinking, I wonder if Dave ever went Trick-or-treating?" I asked somewhat absent-mindedly.

"With his parents, I doubt it, but isn't he a bit old to go Trick-or-treating?"

"Too old, yeah. Too big, no. How about if you take Ashley and have her pick out a costume for Dave. One that fits her should fit Dave. We'll have to keep Thor away, although I wonder if he would let Dave walk with Ashley."

"You know what kind of a costume Ashley will pick out, I wonder how Dave would react to a Cinderella costume."

"If you go to the costume shop, I'm almost positive that she'll get a Dorothy costume. Make sure though that she doesn't get a baby costume," I didn't think he'd be able to handle that.

We made our plans to talk with Dave and Bob on Tuesday and when we got home, Judy ran off, presumably to go shopping. I saw them drive by a few minutes later.

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A new week and more walking, I'm not sure if it's working yet, but I do feel better. Thor continued to follow or lead me, I'm not sure which. Tuesday morning though I was surprised, I got home and a committee was waiting for me. Bob, Judy and Sarah were all standing by my front door chatting. I slowed down, wondering what they wanted. Thor ran up to them once I got close, Bob reached down and scratched his head.

When I reached them, Sarah spoke up.

"Dave the four of us need to have a talk."

"About what?" I asked, hoping that I wasn't showing as much fear as I felt.

"Probably what you're afraid of, but don't worry. We aren't going to stop unless you want to, or the rest of us agree that it is bad for you." Sarah said.

I was still afraid that I'd be stuck going back to being by myself. As I unlocked my door I said, "Okay, but I need to take a shower and change, can one of you make some coffee while I do that?" Judy said she'd make the coffee, while Bob chased Thor off. Sarah offered to give me a hand, but I declined that. I showered, changed, and found them sitting in my living room chatting. I got a cup of coffee and joined them. We started talking, it was a strange conversation. We talked about everything that happened over the summer and how all of us felt about it. I thought I was in some sort of strange therapy session.

Once we finished that we started talking about those websites I had found.

Bob and I went and brought my computer out to the living room, there was room for all of us to see the monitor there. We looked at just about every website we could find that we could find and talked about them and what we thought about them. Some took just a few moments, others we spent quite a while looking at. The last group just confused us, what exactly the 'furry' people were, had us for a loop.

We all agreed that there was nothing going on that was harming me or Sarah, but Bob did caution us about me becoming too dependent upon Sarah. Judy said she'd keep an eye out for that. So Sarah and I would keep playing and Ashley would join us every once and a while.

As we were getting ready to split up, Bob asked, "Dave are you going to be there Saturday, for the game?" I looked at him, "Sure, I didn't know we were going to do it again?" Judy answered that, "Joe has the next two Saturdays off, so I suppose that the two of you will be over to watch the games those weekends."

"Good, I'll see you then," Bob said as he walked to the door.

Judy spoke up again, "Bob, and you too Dave, Joe and I would love it if both of you would come over for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners." Bob hesitated, and I jumped in before he could answer.

"Sure, but only if Sarah is going to be there." Sarah laughed, "I've eaten Thanksgiving and Christmas with them nearly every year they've lived here, starting with the first when I had them over." Bob finally answered, "I work those days, that way others can be with their families." Sarah exclaimed, "Ha, I was right." Judy shot her a look, "Bob tell us when you're going to work and we'll either eat a little later or earlier or just save you a plate. But please at least stop by and see us." Bob looked down at his feet, "Okay, I'll let you know as soon as I do, and I'll at least stop by. Bye now." He went out the door at a near run.

I caught a glimpse of his face before he got out, "I think you two embarrassed him."

"What?" they both said.

"I said I think you embarrassed him. I guess he wasn't ready to be invited to Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner. That reminds me what do people do for Thanksgiving and Christmas? Wait that's kind of silly, I know what people do, not that I've ever really done it."

"You've never celebrated Christmas or Thanksgiving?" One or maybe both of them said.

"I told you how I grew up. Do you think my father would have ever done anything that would be pleasant or fun for me. I sort of celebrated Christmas the last couple of years, my roommate got a little tree that we decorated and we got each other a gift, but he went home for semester break. So I didn't do anything else. He always went home for Thanksgiving so I never did that either. Heck I never did Halloween either, my dad always kept me home from school on that day, and he never gave out candy." The spent about thirty minutes explaining the holidays to me, I listened and wondered exactly why things had gotten the way they were. I wasn't sure about the being with family part, I certainly didn't want to be with mine, but if it meant spending time with my friends here, I would do almost anything to be with them.

Sarah and Judy left and I ate lunch and went to work. Life seemed to be going better than ever. I continued walking and noticed that I must have been losing weight, my pants were fitting better. I no longer wet my diaper when I first saw Thor, but either when he came up to me or if he barked at something. I had a second writing job, this one about WWI planes, but I was only doing a few articles a year for them.

Finally it was here, Halloween, the kids would be back in about an hour. I certainly didn't want to be a jerk like my father was so I was going to be probably overly generous. A knock at my door surprised me, I didn't expect any kids yet. I got up to answer it and found Judy and Sarah standing there holding a garment bag.

"What's up?" They kind of pushed their way in and Sarah said, "Well, we figured that since you never had a chance to Trick-or-Treat as a kid, we would let you this year. So..." Judy interupted and continued, "So Ashley and I went and got you a costume. Ashley picked it out. Now let's get you changed into your costume so you can join her when she gets home." I stood there with my mouth open, and they grabbed me and dragged me into my bedroom. The next thing I knew I was being undressed. I suppose I should have been embarrassed, but both of them had seen me naked before, and I was still trying to get over my surprise.

"Hmmm, since you're going to be out there for quite a while, and Thor is always running around barking, I think you should wear a diaper," Sarah said as she grabbed one out of the diaper stacker I had bought.

They put a blindfold on me telling me that they wanted to surprise me by the costume. I could tell it was a dress, and I wasn't real happy with that, but what could I say. They finally took off the blindfold, after I promised to keep my eyes closed. A wig topped my head and I could tell they were putting makeup on me, that upset me too.

When they finished I was led to my bathroom where there was a full sized mirror. When I opened my eyes I was shocked, I didn't see myself, but Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz looked back at me. I couldn't help myself, I squealed and turned around to give both of them a hug. Judy said, "Don't thank us, Ashley picked out the costume."

"Yeah, but if it hadn't been for you, she couldn't have picked this out." Sarah smiled, "I'll pass out your candy for you. You can go with Judy and wait for Ashley." Sarah grabbed my candy, and Judy and I walked over to her house. I was surprised and embarrassed to see Joe there. He looked at me, his mouth just hanging open. Judy laughed, "Close your mouth you'll catch flies." He closed his mouth, "I don't believe it. I mean I saw the pictures, but I would swear that you were a girl. Ashley is going to love this. First though, I think I should take some pictures. Everyone has pictures of themselves in their first Halloween costume, although usually they aren't this." He went to get his camera as, Judy got me the basket that went with the costume. Joe came back and took a bunch of pictures of me, and Judy pulled out a photo album that had Ashley in all of her costumes. We were still looking through the album when Ashley came in, she was dressed as Hermione Granger.

She screamed, ran over, and gave me a hug, "You look great. I just knew that that was the costume for you when I saw it. Do you like my costume?"

"Yeah, you look cute." Joe had us pose together for a couple of pictures and then took some of Ashley by herself. When he was done, Judy asked, "Do you kids want me to go with you?"

"Mom, I don't need you to walk with me." I guess I had a bit of a stunned look on my face, because Judy said, "Sorry Dave, it's just that dressed like that you definately look more like one of her classmates than a 22 year old man."

"Okay, I was just a little surprised, but we should be fine. After all I am an adult." Ashley turned to me, "Ummm Dave, what should I call you? Some of my friends are going to join us." I tensed up at that, I hadn't thought about it.

"Ahhh, call me Cecelia. That's what Sarah uses." I just couldn't say Sissy in front of Joe.

I heard Judy suck in her breath.

"You two go have fun." We left and started around the park, almost immediately some of Ashleys friends joined us. They accepted me and called me Cecelia the whole time. I didn't say a lot, but paid attention to what they talked about. I did hear one whisper to Ashley asking her if I was shy. Ashley said that I was, and they stopped trying to get me to join their conversations.

There was a couple of scary points. The first was when Thor came running up, he must not have recognized me at first, and I wet my diaper. It was a good thing I was wearing it. All of the kids scratched or petted Thor, and he looked at me a long time, before he decided that he really didn't need to follow me around. Although he did keep coming back. I heard one of the other kids comment that it weird that Thor came back so often. Ashley started to giggle at that.

The second was when we got to Mrs. Parks, she recognized me, and started to say, 'Dave' before Ashley nudged her. Bob probably recognized me, but he didn't say anything. No one else said anything, and I didn't really know anyone else well enough for them to recognize me.

It was great, I had fun, but it seemed to end way too soon. When we were done, we went back to Ashleys. I don't think I made Judy real happy, because I gave Ashley most of my candy. We sorted and inspected all of the candy and Judy started making small bags of candy. I asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to freeze most of this, that way she doesn't eat it too fast and it will last for quite a while. With the small bags, I can just grab one to take out of the freezer for her." Ashley stuck her tongue out at this. I laughed at her, "What are complaining about. You're getting most of my candy too. It's almost like you went twice." When we finished I got ready to walk home, and Joe asked me if I wanted a ride. I said no, although I probably should have said yes. I went out still dressed as Dorothy and nearly had a heart attack; Thor was sitting about ten feet from the door waiting for me. How he knew I was here I'll never know.

I must have said something, because Joe came up behind me and looked out.

When he saw Thor, he started chuckling, "I guess, you have an escort home."

"I guess so," actually I felt a little better with Thor walking with me. I was almost home, when I remembered that I would have to go to Sarah's since I didn't have my keys with me. I walked up to her door and knocked. When the door opened, Thor woofed and ran off. I'll never understand that dog.

Sarah looked down at me, "Did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, it was a lot of fun, although now I'm even madder at my father."

"What? Why?" I stepped in and broke down. It had just hit me, all of the fun that my father made me miss. Between sobs, I choked out my feelings. Sarah grabbed me and held me while I cried. I'm not sure how long we were there, but eventually I got control of myself.

She held me for a bit longer, "I'm sorry Dave. If I had known this would happen, I would never have suggested it."

"Why? If you hadn't then I wouldn't have had the fun that I did. It's not your fault my father is a big jerk. I'm just glad that now I get to have fun." She hugged me again.

"I, it's hard. I want you to have fun, but it seems that everytime you have fun, you end up crying."

"Yeah, it does seem that way, but it's not the fun. It's the fact that I'm finding out about all of the stuff I missed growing up."

"So what do you want to do now?"

"Huh, I thought it was over?"

"Well it is for the kids, but you aren't a kid. You know if you went to one of the bars that was having a costume party, you'd probably win first prize." I looked at her, "The last time I went to a bar, they tried to confiscate my ID, and I had to make them call the police. Then they tried to get the cops to arrest me, while I accused them of trying to steal my driver's license. It was fiasco, and the whole time my roommate was laughing. I don't go to bars."

"Well, how about a movie. There's a couple of horror film festivals on, including one with all of the original classics."

"Sure, but first I need to change." She looked at me, "Don't you like your costume?"

"I love it, but even if I stay in it, I still need a change."

"What? Oh."

"Thor didn't recognize me, until he got close, so he ran up. That was kind of scary. And he kept coming back to see us."

"Then let's get you changed." We walked back to the nursery, and I realized that I had gotten into my costume at home.

"Uh, Sarah, did you lock my door when you left?"

"Yes, why?"

"Did you grab my keys?"

"No... Oops. So do you want to spend the night here. We can get in your place in the morning. Maybe Officer Wilder can help. At worst we will call a locksmith."

"Not much else we can do, I guess." After getting me undressed she changed my wet diaper and grabbed a nightie.

We walked into the living room and sat down, "Ah, Sarah, I hate to be a pain, but I'm a bit hungry and you have to feed me."

"Why do I have to feed you?" She asked me laughing.

"Because you locked me out of my house. Remind me to give you one of my spare keys." We watched a couple of movies, before Sarah put to bed in the crib and she went to bed herself. The next day we got into my home, and I gave her a spare key, and dropped one off with Judy during my walk. Now I wouldn't be locked out again.

It was a couple of weeks later that I noticed that when I finished my walk that my diaper was still dry. I was surprised, I figured that I'd be stuck wearing a diaper during my walks. I was so happy that I went, with Thor, down to Judy's.

I knocked on her door and when she opened the door to let me in, I exclaimed, "Judy, I kept my diaper dry during my walk!" I heard a noise, coming from the kitchen. I looked past Judy and saw Ashley sitting at their table. She looked horrible, her eyes were red like she had been crying and her nose was all red.

"Dave that's great." Judy said, as she gave me a hug.

"What's wrong with Ashley?" I asked.

"Oh, she has a cold, and she's pretty miserable."

"Good, er not good, but I thought maybe she had been crying." Ashley walked over, she was wearing a heavy robe, "Dabe, dat's wonderful, I'd hug you but..."

"Thanks, and I'll pass on the hug," I was a bit embarrassed. I hadn't expected that Ashley would be home, and I wouldn't have announced it so loudly if I'd known she was here. She knew that I wore diapers, but just coming out and saying it in front of her was embarrassing.

"Unless you want to get sick, you should probably head out," Judy said.

"Uh, yeah. I just wanted you to know. Bye." I said and left. It didn't feel right, but I didn't want to get sick and Judy said to go. Thor was still waiting for me. We walked back to my home, and I figured that I should tell Sarah.

Sarah was happy for me, and we chatted for a while.

When I left, Thor wasn't waiting. I guess he figured I could make it home from here. I got home and took off a dry diaper for the first time. It felt great, although oddly I felt bad about wasting a diaper.

I finished up my article for the next issue, and started writing one on the Spad VII. I looked over at my bed and there it was, I couldn't believe that they used real planes on a sheet for kids bedding. I suppose it was easier than making up your own though.

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Judy called me and told me that Thanksgiving would be a lunch, Bob had to be at work at 4:00. I told her that was fine, and that I would bring Dave over with me. I didn't tell her that Dave had gotten a bottle of wine. She already new that I would be bringing the pie.

It was hectic, the holidays always are. People that are going away always let me know, and this time of the year a lot of them go to visit relatives. I'm cheating now though, I pass on which houses are empty and have Steve Wilder drive past them, when he leaves and returns from work. He doesn't mind and having the squadcar cruise through makes me feel better.

I thought about asking him over for dinner, and talked to Judy about it, but she said that his family lived in town. I was glad to hear that. I hated the thought of someone spending the holidays alone.

Thanksgiving morning Dave came over and gave me a hand with the pie, at least that was what he called it. He didn't really help much, but he also didn't get in the way.

With the pie in the oven, we quickly cleaned up the kitchen. We sat around talking, while the pie cooled. I was only half paying attention to what we were talking about. What I was thinking about, was what Dave's reaction to Thanksgiving was going to be. I'm fairly sure that he doesn't realize how much food there will be.

About eleven we headed over for dinner. I wasn't sure, but I didn't think that Dave was wearing a diaper. I hoped that either he was, or that he didn't have an accident, because Thor would be around. We wouldn't be outside, but Thor could easily surprise Dave.

"Dave, you know Thor might be around."

"Yeah, but I think I'm ready. During our walks, I've only been wetting about half the time now, and that's usually when something surprises Thor and he barks."

"That's great Dave, you hadn't told me."

"I hope, that soon I won't even be bothered when he starts barking." We got up to Joe and Judy's when Thor woofed to let us know he was there.

I sensed Dave tense slightly and then relax. It was really remarkable, seven months ago Dave couldn't move when Thor was around, now he was scratching and petting Thor like everyone else.

Ashley opened the door and ran out. She gave Dave a hug, then carefully gave me one. I was carrying a pie and she didn't want to me to drop it. With a final scratch for Thor, we walked in. I couldn't see Dave's face, but he froze in the doorway. I was half expecting this, so I didn't run him down.

Ashley who was holding the door for us called out, "Hey, keep moving. I want to come back in too." Dave started moving again, "Sorry, I uh... Sorry." Judy walked up and I could see Bob and Joe getting up in the living room.

"Hi Dave, you look like a deer caught in headlights." Dave spoke up, "I, uh... I've never smelled anything so wonderful before." I chuckled. I took a deep breath, I could smell the turkey, the sweet potatoes, the rest of the vegetables, and all the other wonderful smells of a Thanksgiving feast.

"I agree with Dave, I've never smelled anything so wonderful before too." Judy gave Dave a hug and Dave handed her the wine, "I got this to go with the dinner."

"Thank you, that was very considerate of you. Hello Sarah." She said as she put the wine in the fridge.

I set the pie in an open spot, and we walked into the living room.

"Hi guys." Every one said "Hi" and handshakes and hugs were exchanged. As we sat down Judy announced, "The turkey will be done soon, and Bob brought us a treat. Fresh baked bread." I looked over at Bob, he appeared to be blushing.

"Bob, I didn't know that you baked."

"I, ummm, only bake bread, and only a couple of times a year. I decided to bake some for this though. I hope you'll like it." Bob said, almost mumbling.

Dave was looking oddly at Bob. So was every one else, except Ashley; she was giggling. We sat around chatting until the turkey was done. Judy and Joe went to finish getting everything ready. Just after noon, we sat down to eat.

When Dave saw the table, he hesitated again. I doubt that he had ever seen that much food outside of a cafeteria.

Ashley said Grace. I kept an eye on Dave, he looked a bit confused but he sat silent until she was done. I glanced around and saw that everyone had a glass of wine, Ashley and Judy's were rather small. Joe stood up, picked up his glass, "A toast. To friends and family." Everyone took a sip, Ashley wrinkled her nose at the taste. It was very good wine, whomever had helped Dave pick it out knew what they were doing.

When we began eating, I noticed that while didn't take much of any one thing, he did take a little of everything. There was very little talking while we ate, except for the compliments. Everything was delicious and Bob had baked wonderful bread.

When we had finished and everyone relaxed and pushed their chairs back Dave spoke up, "That was the best meal I've ever eaten. Everything was great." Joe and Judy blushed and both mumbled thanks. Dave probably wasn't exaggerating about this being the best meal he had ever eaten, but then again compared to what ate for years, it wasn't a fair comparison. While I couldn't say it was the best meal I'd ever eaten, I would be hard pressed to name which ones had been better.

Joe and Judy packed up the leftover food, while the rest of us moved back to the living room. We made small talk, until Joe and Judy joined us. We talked a bit and watched the football game, Ashley must have gotten bored because she got up and went to her room. When she got up, I saw Dave flinch, pause, then get up. He followed Ashley down to her room. Joe flinched when he followed her, but said nothing.

A few minutes later, we heard laughing coming from the room. Judy walked down a little later to ask them if they wanted anything to drink. I figure that as much as she trusted Dave, having a 22 year old alone in a room with your 12 year old daughter is just a bit unnerving. When she sat down Joe looked at her, "And?"

"Their playing with Ashley's dolls," she said shaking her head.

Bob started choking on his beer and Joe looked stunned. I chuckled.

Everyone looked at me.

"What did you expect, Dave never had any friends to play with when he was growing up. I imagine that he still is a little behind when it comes to playing." The four of us talked for about an hour. We had been trying to come up with what to get him for Christmas. It wasn't really easy to decide. In some ways he was very much an adult, then again right now he was playing with dolls.

He also was at times very much male, but right now he was playing with dolls.

We actually agreed upon what we would do. Bob was going to get him a present suitable for someone his age. Joe and Judy were going to get him something more appropriate to their daughter, but something he could enjoy while playing with Ashley. Ashley had already asked her mom if she could Dave some of her clothes that she either had or would outgrow over the winter. And I got to buy him anything I wanted.

We had finished and Bob would have to leave soon so Judy called down to the kids to come for pie. They came running down the hallway grinning. We cut and ate the pie.

As Bob was getting ready to leave, Judy surprised him with a plate of leftovers for dinner that night. Dave surprised him to by asking if Thor got a special dinner too. Bob hesitated and then said that he definitely had a special dinner for Thor planned. I'm not sure if he did or not, but it was obvious that he wasn't going to tell Dave that he didn't.

Ashley and Dave spent the rest of the afternoon playing in her room, while we chatted and watched football. Later that evening I decided to head home, I said bye to everyone. Dave asked if he had to go now also.

We laughed, "Dave you're an adult, you don't have to leave until Joe and Judy kick you out." I left and Dave stayed to play more.

The next month was more hectic than usual, it seemed like all I did was shop.

I went with Judy; Dave; Judy and Ashley; Dave and Judy; Bob; Judy, Ashley and Dave. Bob and I even snuck into Dave's so Bob could figure out what to get him. I'm not sure how, but Joe seemed to luck out on the shopping front; I never saw him go shopping.

Dave, surprisingly, really seemed to get into the spirit of Christmas. He, with Bob's help, had strung lights all over his trailer. He had a small tree in one window. Judy even told me that he had dropped off a Christmas Card and a big box of cookies for the nurses that had treated him over the summer. Dave even told me that he sent his parents a Christmas card, complete with a picture of him in his Halloween costume.

That got me thinking, "Dave if you keep sending photo's to parents aren't they going to find you?"

"No, I put Wrigley Field's address for my return address. I got the idea from the Blue's Brothers. They used it for their address in their movie. And I'm still in touch with my grandmother's lawyer. He keeps track of where they live for me."

"That's good, I wouldn't want them to show up here to bother you." I invited Dave over Christmas Eve, that way he could get up Christmas morning and open the presents that I got him. I didn't tell him why, and I'm not even sure if he knew why.

Christmas Eve morning I went over to get Dave and to help him carry the presents he bought over to my house. He seemed to be in great spirits and it looked like he had bought lots of gifts for everyone.

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Sarah invited me over to her place for Christmas Eve, I guessed that she wanted me to be able to open presents Christmas Morning. She showed up that morning, to help me carry the presents over to her house so we wouldn't have to come back to get them tomorrow. It took us a couple of trips to carry them all, Sarah grumbling that we would have to just take them out tomorrow.

We added my presents to the pile of her presents for us to move tomorrow, it was quite a stack.

"Wow, there sure are a lot of presents here."

"Yes, but those are for tomorrow. Today is for us. So first things first, let's get you changed." She grabbed me from behind and carried me down to the nursery.

"So what do you have planned for us?" I asked.

"Well first a diaper and then we'll get you dressed. Then we get to bake Christmas cookies," she said as she was pulling off my clothes.

Naked, she lifted me up onto the changing table, powdered and diapered me.

She set me down and helped me get dressed. This surprised me because usually I just wore one of my nighties around. We made a stop in the bathroom and she brushed my hair, it still wasn't quite as long as I normally wore it, but it was getting there.

We spent the morning baking cookies, half of which I spent in a wet diaper.

We got every thing clean, except me. Well she washed my face and hands, but that was all. After lunch, spaghetti with a spoon, I was even messier than before. I think that she enjoyed watching me get messy while I ate.

She gave me a bath, and took me to get dressed. After a clean diaper, she told me that she had a treat for me, "Dave since tomorrow you can't get all dressy, I decided that you could today."

"What do you mean, I brought over some very nice dress clothes for tomorrow?" I asked her.

"Yes you did, but those are boys clothes, I'm talking about dressed up in a dress."

"I, ummm, I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything, let's just get you dressed." She turned around and pulled out a pair of white tights. Soon I was standing there in the tights, they felt a bit strange and squished my diaper. Next she pulled out a t-shirt, at least I thought it was a t-shirt. It didn't have any sleeves and was lacy, but it went on like a t-shirt.

Next she pulled what I thought was the dress over my head, but it looked to flimsy, "What's this?"

"That is a slip, girls' wear them underneath their dresses."

"Oh, what was that t-shirt thing?"

"That was a camisole."

"Boy, girls sure do have lots of underwear to wear." She laughed a little, "Just be glad that you don't have to wear a bra too." I felt my face get warm. I'm not sure, why but it did.

"Ummm, yeah." She opened the closet still chuckling a little, "And here is your dress." She was holding a dark red dress, with white lace around the collar. The lace was very open and reminded me a bit of paper snowflakes. It looked very Christmassy.

Soon I was zipped into it and standing in front of the mirror. The dress came down to just below my knees, there was a wide shiny belt like thing around the waist that had a fake bow tied in back.

"One more thing, you need shoes," Sarah said.

We walked back to the living room, and Sarah showed me how to sit down while wearing the dress, and she fastened a pair of shoes on my feet. They looked a bit like the red ones that I had worn with my Dorothy dress, but these were a shiny black.

I stood up and spun around, "Dave you look very pretty, let me get my camera." I waited while she got her camera, but as I waited I could feel my smile slipping away. I don't know why, but I was starting to feel sad. By the time Sarah came back, I just knew that I didn't look happy anymore.

"Dave, what's wrong?" Sarah asked me when she saw me.

"I don't know, I was just standing here and I started to feel sad. I guess it's because it's just me and you. There isn't anyone else to share it with." Sarah knelt down next to me, "Dave do you really want to share what you look like with other people?"

"I'm not sure, but it seems to be such a waste to get all dressed up and not let anyone see me. Besides all I can do here now is sit." She gave me a hug and said, "Well if you can wait for me to change we can go walk around the mall, but it's going to be crowded."

"That's better than sitting around here. Not that there's anything wrong with here," I said.

"Okay, I'll go change and you sit here and wait for me." I went and carefully sat down, after grabbing the remote. Sarah went down to her room to change and I started flipping through channels. It had only been a couple of minutes, when there was a knock at the front door.

I froze, and Sarah yelled, "Can you get that?" I realized that I had just volunteered to go to the mall, so answering her door shouldn't be a problem. I got up and walked over to the door. Pulling it open, I was nearly run over by Ashley. She came into the house and grabbed me in a bearhug.

"Ashley, I can't breathe," I gasped.

"Oops, sorry." She let me go and stepped back. Meanwhile Judy walked in carrying a coat in her arms.

I blushed, "Hello Judy."

"Hi Sissy, you look very pretty," she answered me.

I blushed even deeper, "Thank you, but what are you doing here?"

"Sarah called and said that you two were going to the mall, so Ashley and I decided to join you. Joe is working all day, and we were bored." I looked over at Ashley, she had taken off her coat. She was wearing a very fancy dress also. It looked like a holiday dress, but was different from the one I was wearing. It somehow made her look a little older.

I thought about it and realized that there was no way that in the time that Sarah had been changing that Ashley could have gotten dressed that way.

"You two had this planned, didn't you?" She looked at me, "Yes, are you mad?"

"No, I... I'm glad that I get to share this with you, even if it was a set up."

"Good, although it was only kind of a setup. If you hadn't wanted to go out, Sarah would have just asked if we could come over and if you said no, then you two would have spent the afternoon alone."

"Oh, so Sarah did call you up?"

"Yes she did, and I brought you a present. This was Ashley's coat but she's outgrowing it and we got her a new coat. I doubt you have a coat that would go with that dress." I giggled, "No I don't." I looked around for Ashley to thank her, but she was gone. Then I realized I could just hear Sarah's voice. Ashley must have gone down there.

"Let's go do something with your hair," Judy said, and led me down to the bathroom. She grabbed a brush and started to fix my hair. She made my hair more girlish looking, but it was still too short for my liking.

Ashley and Sarah came down the hallway, "Thanks for the coat Ashley."

"You're welcome," she said as she did a little curtsey.

Sarah looked at us and asked, "Are you two ready to go?"

"Yes," we both said, and we grabbed our coats. We walked out to Judy's car, waving to Officer Wilder. He waved back. I don't think he recognized me.

We drove to the mall, and Sarah was right, it was crowded. I was getting nervous now, I didn't really like crowds. It took a while, but we found a parking spot and walked in. The crowd was bad, I grabbed Sarah's hand and held onto to it. I looked over at Judy, she had grabbed Ashley's hand. I'm not sure if she always held Ashley's hand, but it made me feel better.

We walked through the mall, looking at the Christmas displays, and all of the last minute shoppers. I was glad that I was done shopping. We were in the center court, watching the little kids riding the train and waiting in line to sit on Santa's lap. I looked kind of wistfully at Santa, wishing just a little that I could sit on his lap.

Sarah must have been paying attention to me.

"The line is too long. Next year we'll make a special trip to come and see him," she whispered in my ear.

I turned and said back, "That's okay. I think I've already gotten my wish, even if I didn't know what it was before I got it." I looked at her face and I could see that there were tears forming in her eyes.

We continued around the mall ending up at the portrait studio, where I had my pictures taken over the summer.

Sarah turned, "Let's step in here." Ashley said, "What? Why? Are we getting our pictures taken?" Judy answered her, "Of course, how can get dressed up in your Christmas best and not have your pictures taken."

"But they're going to be busy," I said, guessing that they would be.

We walked in the man sitting at the receptionists desk greeted us, "Merry Christmas, may I help you?" Sarah stepped up to the desk, "Yes, Sarah Johnson. I have an appointment for two girls. Portraits to be taken both separate and together."

"Yes, I have it right here. We're running a little late, it will be about 10 minutes."

"That's fine, I expected it," Sarah answered.

We took seats and looked around. They had sample portraits all around the room. I leaned over to Sarah, "How did you know to make an appointment."

"I was fairly sure that you wouldn't want to sit around, and I knew about when we'd be able to get here. So I made the appointment, if you hadn't wanted to go out I would have canceled it."

"Oh," and we sat and waited.

When we were called back, closer to fifteen minutes than ten, the photographer looked a little harried. The previous customer had been a toddler. He looked at Ashley and I, a slight look of distress on his face.

He asked who wanted to go first, and I spoke up. I figured that I would be just a little easier than Ashley since I wouldn't fidget nearly as much as Ashley. By the time he had finished with me, he had relaxed a bit; and Ashley must have taken her cue from me, because she didn't fidget much either.

The set of us together took a little longer, but the photographer seemed not to mind. It was my fault, I needed to pee badly and didn't want to go here. We finally finished and went to pick out which pictures we wanted made and what types. This took longer than taking the pictures. There were so many to choose from.

While we were deciding, I wet my diaper and let Sarah know. She asked me if I'd be okay, and I figured that I would be.

We left the mall and headed home. I gave Ashley and Judy a hug goodbye.

Sarah led me back to the nursery where she, undressed me, and changed my wet diaper. We went to watch TV and enjoy each others company.

Sarah made dinner, something that wasn't messy for once. We went back to watching TV and talking. She even fed me another bottle of milk. When I started yawning she told me that I had already gotten two presents, but I had one more that I would get today.

She grabbed a present, it was wrapped in a Disney Christmas wrapping paper. I looked up at her and she said, "Rip it open." I looked at it, and my eyes started tearing up. This was my first real Christmas present, the ones that my roommate hadn't really counted since we were just exchanging gifts and there wasn't any real feeling behind them.

Sarah scooted over and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, "It's okay Dave. Just rip the paper off." I tore off the paper and opened the box, inside was a baby blue footed sleeper. I hugged her crying, "This feels like my first ever Christmas present.

Thank you."

"Your welcome." She held me; I'm not sure for how long, but I was yawning again when she stopped.

"Well, you look tired and pretty horrible, so let's get you ready for bed." She picked me up and carried me off to the nursery. She undressed me and checked my diaper before I could tell her I was still dry. Then she dressed me in my new sleeper. I almost started crying again when she told me that was why I got to open it that night.

We went and washed my face and brushed my teeth, I felt a bit better then.

Before I could I start to head back to the nursery, she had picked me up again and carried me back. She set me into the crib and wound up the mobile. The next thing I knew it was morning, and I was wet.

I sat in the crib and tried to figure out when I had wet my diaper. I hoped that I hadn't done it in my sleep. I was sitting there thinking when Sarah walked in.

"Sarah, I woke up and my diaper was wet."

"Well what did you expect?"

"But I've never wet my diaper in my sleep before!" She started laughing, and I felt the tears building up. Why was she making fun of me.

All of the sudden she stopped laughing.

"Dave don't you remember?" Sobbing a little, "Remember what?"

"Dave, right before I went to bed, you woke up when I looked in on you.

You told me that you had to go pee real bad, but it was okay because you would just wet your diaper. Then you said goodnight and went right back to sleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely, I swear that was what happened."

"Then why were you laughing?"

"Because you forgot. You looked so scared that you had wet in your sleep. I thought that you would remember, and when you didn't... I thought it was funny. But I wasn't really laughing at you."

"Kinda like when Bob and Joe laughed about Thor walking me around?"

"Just like that, we aren't making fun of you. We are just laughing at what happened. It wouldn't matter who it happened to."

"Okay, I think. I'm going to try to figure that out."

"Yes, and Merry Christmas. Do you want to see what Santa brought you?"

"Merry Christmas. There isn't any Santa." She lifted me out of the crib, and I waddled out to the living room. Boy had I soaked the diaper. It's a good thing I didn't need to move fast. As I made my way there, I heard a little giggle behind me. I thought about and decided that I just looked funny and she wasn't trying to hurt me. I turned around and stuck my tongue out at her.

In the living room, sitting next to the Tree, was a large box. It hadn't been there last night. I looked at the tag, it said 'To Dave and Sissy From Santa'. I looked back at Sarah, and she gave me a 'I don't know' look back.

I opened the box and inside I found two Teddy Bears; one about three feet tall and the other half that size. The big one had a tag for Sissy, the other for Dave. I looked back at Sarah, she was trying not to laugh and doing a poor job of it.

"Okay Dave, I got them. The big one is for here, and the small one is for you to take home." I waddled back to her and gave her a hug, "Thank you, again." There were a couple more presents that I opened, including some earrings, another sleeper, and a PS2.

"Well," she said, "it was fifty dollars off." When I had finished, I pulled out a present for Sarah, "This is for you." I had gotten her several presents, this one was a book on the Cubs. Sarah was odd, she was one of the few people that was both a Cubs and Cards fan.

We finished with the presents for now, and she picked me up and sat me in the highchair. I was about half done being fed my breakfast, when there was a knock on the door and Ashley walked in. I opened my mouth to say Merry Christmas, and Sarah took the opportunity to stick a spoonful of oatmeal in my mouth. Sarah said Merry Christmas for us.

Ashley sat at the table, and giggled a little at Sarah feeding me. The rest of the time she chatted about all of her presents. It got to the point where I was wondering how she was breathing. When the last of the oatmeal was either in me or on me. Sarah carried me into the bathroom, where she took off my sleeper and washed my face.

She told me to run off to the nursery, while she went to check on Ashley. I waddled down the hallway, hearing a giggle, I turned and saw that Ashley had sat so that she could see me. I hurried to the nursery and Sarah showed up a moment later.

She lifted me up onto the changing table and changed my diaper. I asked her why she was putting another diaper on me. Her answer was that we weren't going over until this afternoon, so we may as well have fun.

She sat me down and told me that I should go get one of my other sleepers in the living room.

"But Ashley's out there, she'll see me..." I stopped, she had just seen me in a soaked diaper, so what was the difference.

I walked to the living room, and Ashley was holding my new pink sleeper.

She insisted in helping me get dressed. Then had me lay across her lap, my head on the couch arm and my butt on the cushion, so she could feed me a bottle of milk. While she was feeding me the bottle, she resumed her monologue about her presents.

I showed her my bears and new earrings when I had finished. Then she pulled out a couple of games for the PS2 and spent some time playing them. I was sitting there when I realized that I really needed to poop. I got up to go find Sarah. She told me that I knew the rules. I sighed and hid in the nursery until I had finished.

Sarah cleaned me up and I took a shower. I got dressed and went out to rejoin Ashley, she looked disappointed that I wasn't still diapered. We played some more games and talked until it was time to cart all of the presents over to her house.

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It was a good thing that we had made sure, that Ashley understood that if she woke us before 7:00 AM on Christmas morning she wouldn't get any presents. Because when I looked at the clock, just after a small bundle of energy had woken Joe and I, it said 7:01.

Joe looked at Ashley, "Give us another half hour sleep Punkin." Ashley ran around the bed, "No Daddy, you said after seven, it's after seven.

Get up. Get up. Come on." Joe was facing me, and I could see him smiling, his eyes wide open. He started to pretend to snore and Ashley grabbed his shoulder and shook him. I poked him and swung out of bed.

As I stood up, I heard a thump. Joe had somehow pulled Ashley over him onto the bed. He asked her, "Why do want us to get up to so early?"

"Cuz it's Christmas, and there's presents. I want to open them." I grabbed my robe and pulled it on while they continued talking, "Well if it's important, I guess I can get up."

"Yay, hurry." Ashley slipped off the bed and started down the hallway.

I looked over at Joe, he was sitting on the edge of the bed. I grabbed the camera, I had set it on the dresser the night before, and headed to the kitchen for coffee. Just as I was reaching for the pot, Joe grabbed me around the waist and gave me a hug, then a kiss.

"Merry Christmas honey." I kissed him back, "Merry Christmas. We better hurry before Ashley comes and drags us in there."

"Okay, you go get her ready and I'll get the coffee."

"I knew there was a reason why I married you. Ashley you better not have opened any presents yet."

"I haven't mommy, but I'm ready to." I walked into the living room and Ashley was sitting on the floor, with a present in front of her. She had plugged in the Christmas tree and the TV was on, with the sound muted.

Joe walked in with the coffee and we sat down. I took a sip, set it down, and told Ashley to go ahead. She ripped open the present and let out a little scream of joy. We spent a while opening the gifts and taking pictures of each other as we did it.

When there were only a couple left Ashley slowed down. She looked over at the presents that were for Bob, Sarah and Dave. Then she looked a bit thoughtful, "Mommy can I save one to open with everyone else?"

"If you really want to, but I'm pretty sure that at least one of them has gotten you a present."

"I believe you, but I want to make sure that I have something to open with them." Joe answered, "You can, just set it with the others. Now you go get dressed, while we get breakfast ready." She looked down at the toys and games, hesitated and then got up and ran down to change. I looked over at Joe, "So do you want to clean up or get breakfast ready?" He looked at the mess, "I'll clean up, you get breakfast." I went back into the kitchen, tore the bag open over the Danish and cut it into small slices. Getting some glasses out, along with milk and juice, and breakfast was ready. Refilling our coffee finished the process.

I put a few slices on a plate and walked out to the living room. Joe had stuffed most of the wrapping paper into a garbage bag and laid the new clothes on the couch. He grabbed a slice of pastry and took a bite.

I ate some pastry and gathered up the clothing, and carried it down to the laundry room. Ashley finished dressing and headed back to the living room, "Ashley eat some breakfast first, and drink some milk and juice."

"Yes, mom." I heard her answer.

I went and changed into some comfortable clothes, and by the time I got back into the living room, Ashley had all of her toys and games opened and the boxes in the garbage. Joe got up, gave me another quick kiss and went to change.

"Ashley, do you want to go over to Sarah's, Dave spent the night there."

"Can I?"

"I wouldn't have asked if you couldn't. Also, Sarah got a Play Station, so why don't you take a couple of games over to play."

"Okay," she said as she jumped up and got her coat. She grabbed some games, yelled bye, and ran out the door.

Joe came back after getting dressed, "Did I hear Ashley leave?"

"Yes, she went down to Sarah's. This way we can get everything ready without her 'help'."

"Come on, her 'help' isn't that bad. She, well, she doesn't get in the way too badly. Besides today will be much easier than Thanksgiving, no turkey to stuff and cook." We spent some time getting everything prepared for dinner. Then we spent some time sharing a private Christmas 'present'. That was one good thing about Ashley being gone.

We relaxed the rest of the time, until we had to start to cook dinner. Having all of the prep work done made it simple. Bob had already said he was bringing bread, and Sarah had dropped off pies the other day. So with everything done we were ready for our guests.

Ashley pushed open the door and held it while Dave and Sarah carried in some presents. I sent Ashley to get ready, and Joe out to help Sarah and Dave. Meanwhile I began organizing the presents around the tree. There was now a large pile of presents around the tree and Bob still had to bring in his.

I took Dave and Sarah's coats. Dave's surprised me, he must have spent a long time finding it. It was a man's coat, that screamed I'm an adult, but I wouldn't have thought that they made one that small. The clothes he was wearing also said I'm an adult, and for the first time I'd seen him, he looked like an adult. It was rather surprising.

I was a little worried, I had bought Dave a bunch of presents and none of them were for an adult. I hoped that they didn't make him feel bad. I know Sarah got him a bunch of kids type stuff, but I doubt he was dressed like this when he opened them.

Ashley, had finished changing and came back out, she got a big grin at the pile of presents. I know she saved one to open, but she didn't know that I had saved her one too. Then again there were a couple from Dave and Sarah there also. I saw a couple in there for Joe and I too.

Ashley grabbed Dave and dragged him down to show him what she had already gotten, I was a little surprised because he didn't seem to be resisting.

I guess he was really interested in seeing her presents. They came back a little while later and we talked until Bob got here.

With Bob here, our little Christmas party was complete, Joe helped him bring in the presents, some of them were rather large. I hoped he wasn't over doing it. I finished up dinner, and then we sat down to eat.

We ate in relative silence, only the clinking of silverware and an occasional murmured compliment. Ashley started with very little, until I told her that she would have to wait for everyone to finish. She sighed and added some more to her plate. While we ate, I kept an eye on Dave, it was a joy to watch him eat. The pleasure that showed in expression was unbelievable.

We finished, cleaned up the table rather quickly, then retired to the living room. Ashley sat down next to the presents and looked up expectantly. I told her to pick one out and give it to whomever it belonged. She started passing them out and we spent the evening opening presents.

It was fun watching everyone open their presents, but Dave was a pure joy.

He was delighted by each of them, although he blushed when he opened the dolls that he had been given.

Some of his gifts had really surprised me. Bob had gotten him, what I recognized as, a very expensive set of cookware and a promise to teach him how to cook. Sarah had gotten him some baseball game, that he had had a puzzled look over until he read the back. The nurses had, once he stopped by, gotten together and bought him a pair of earrings. He turned almost a beet red when he opened his present from Ashley, permission to raid her closet.

Ashley also went and grabbed her old jewelry box and gave it to him.

The presents he gave out were just as surprising, and despite the protests both Bob and Joe accepted the invitation to a home basketball game, once they could get together on a date. The most surprising though was what he gave to Sarah.

She opened it, and found two pictures; after she looked at them, she set them down and picked up Dave and gave him a huge hug. I thought she was going to suffocate him. I was expecting to see some sort of portrait of Dave, but when I finally got a chance to see the pictures they were of two baseball teams. One I recognized as being the St. Louis Cardinals, the other I didn't recognize, it had a big 'M' on the cap. I read the inscription on the Cards photo, 'To Sarah Our biggest fan' and all of the player's signatures. The other one though said, 'To Sarah, We hope you're our biggest fan too' and the player's signatures.

After looking at the second photo, I realized that it had actually been signed just for her. I went back to the first and realized that it too had been signed just for her, some of the players had added a 'To Sarah' along with their name. I don't know the memorabilia market, but I knew that to Sarah these were priceless.

Sarah finally put Dave down, and asked where he gotten them. He explained that his exroommate knew one of the players on the Memphis team, that explained the 'M', and he contacted through management the Cards who signed and sent the photo. Then the Memphis team got together and sent their own photo.

We cleaned up the wrapping paper and moved most of the presents out to Sarah's and Bob's car, before having pie, and spending the rest of the evening together. By the end of the night, I wasn't sure who was more broken up; Dave, who had never had a Christmas before, or Bob, who had spent so many alone. I made arrangements for Dave to come over and go through Ashley's clothes tomorrow.

Finally everyone left, and we got Ashley to bed, before going to bed ourselves. It had been a long day, especially after Midnight Mass. I imagine that Ashley would probably be up early tomorrow too.

And I was right although she didn't wake us, I found her playing video games when we got up. Joe left for work, and I waited for Dave to come over. He showed up after lunch with a bit of a scowl on his face.

"Hi Judy, did you do it?" He said after he taken off his coat.

"Good afternoon Dave, did I do what?"

"When we carried in my presents, I found more presents under my tree. Did you put them there?"

"No, why would think that I did?" I was perplexed. Someone had snuck into his house and left presents.

"Are you sure, only you and Sarah have keys to my house."

"I'm positive. Who were they from?" Ashley had heard us and walked in.

"Hi Dave," she said and gave him a hug.

He returned the hug, "Hi Ashley. Santa, they said they were from Santa."

"There isn't a Santa Claus," Ashley blurted out.

"I know that, I figured it out fairly early. I certainly wasn't getting presents and I didn't think that I was a bad boy. Therefore there was no Santa." Dave said.

'Dave must have been a pretty logical kid, to come up with that' I thought.

"So maybe Sarah put them there," I suggested.

"No, I don't think so. She gave me teddy bears from Santa, and couldn't keep from laughing when I accused her. Bob denied it too," Dave looked pretty flustered.

"So what were the presents?"

"This necklace," he said, showing off a silver necklace with an 'S' dangling from it.

"A reference book on aircraft that I didn't own, and a video game I didn't own. That means that whoever did it, had been in my home before."

"Well I didn't do it, and I don't think Joe did. Actually I'm almost positive he didn't, because he would have woken me up. He might have gotten Bob to put them there though." I said.

"That is a pretty necklace."

"Yeah, that's the other thing. It's an 'S' that means that whomever did it knows about Sissy. I thought the only ones that knew that were Sarah, Bob, you, Joe and Ashley."

"I didn't tell anyone," Ashley abruptly said.

"I figured I'd get the spanking of my life if I did."

"You're right Ashley you would," I said, "and I doubt Joe or Bob did. I don't think Sarah would either."

"Besides," Ashley continued.

"It would probably hurt your feelings, if I told someone."

"So if no one told, then who could have done it?" Dave asked.

"Ask Steve to check it out," I suggested.

Dave had a weird look on his face, "Steve?"

"Officer Wilder." I clarified.

"Oh, I was trying to figure out how my friend would help. That's a good idea though."

"So are you ready to go raid Ashley's closet?" When he nodded.

"Okay Ashley you stay out here." She started pouting.

"She can come help," Dave said. I was about to cut in when he continued, "It's okay, I wore a diaper. I would need to make sure that the clothes fit over one, and I didn't think it would be fair if Ashley couldn't help."

"Okay, let's all go." Ashley jumped up and we went down to her room. We spent several hours going through clothes. Dave eventually left with several dresses, and other outfits. Ashley had fun picking out the clothes and telling Dave which ones she liked the most. Dave seemed to enjoy trying on all the clothes, but it might just have been that we were paying attention to him.

Before Dave left I asked him if he had plans for New Year's Eve. He said no, so I asked if he or he and Sarah would mind watching Ashley. I had to work and Joe had to work early New Year's Day. He said he would, even if Sarah couldn't.

When Joe got home, I told him that Dave and probably Sarah would watch Ashley New Year's Eve, and asked him about Dave's presents. He was as perplexed as me.

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When we left Joe and Judy's, Bob came with us to help carry in the presents.

That was good, I didn't think I'd be able to carry the cookware he'd gotten me. I grabbed what I could in one hand and went to unlock the door. Sarah and Bob grabbed more and followed me.

I clicked on the light and walked into my living room. I saw three Christmas presents sitting under my little tree. When Bob and Sarah came in I asked them about the presents. They both denied having put them there. We brought the rest of the presents in and took Sarah's into her house.

With all of the presents where they belonged I looked at the new three. They were all addressed to me, from Santa. I glanced over at Sarah and she had a surprised look on her face. I picked up the smallest and opened it.

Unwrapped there was a small jewelry box, inside it was a necklace with an 'S' pendant.

"Sarah are you sure you didn't put these here. Look at this I showed her." She took the box and looked at the necklace, "This is a lovely necklace Dave, but I didn't put it here." Then she handed it over to Bob.

"It's very pretty Dave, but I didn't buy it either." I opened the other two presents. One was a video game I didn't own, and the other was a book on aircraft that I also didn't own. I showed them the other presents and asked them if they had put them there. They both denied it. I wasn't sure about Bob, but based on how Sarah had reacted with the bears I figured that she didn't do it.

After giving Bob a present for Thor, I hadn't forgotten him. I went to bed wondering who had been in my home without my knowledge. I didn't sleep well at all.

The next morning I got up and went on my normal walk with Thor. I surprised him because when we got to the big open field that the kids played in, I pulled a ball out of my pocket and threw it. We played fetch for a little while before finishing the walk. Thor took off when I got home and I went in to clean up. I hadn't realized that throwing a ball for a dog to go get could be fun.

Once I cleaned up and had eaten breakfast I began unpacking my presents, I wasn't going over to Judy's until that afternoon. I had opened and washed the cookware that Bob had gotten me. As I was getting ready to put it away I compared it my 'old' stuff. I could see the difference in quality, but wondered how much difference it would make in my cooking. My old pots and pans, still looked to be in good shape, so I decided that I would give them to Goodwill, there was probably someone out there that needed them.

I finished with my presents and got rid of all the garbage. Then I turned my attention to the mysterious book. The necklace and game were pretty generic, but the book, while not rare would be easier to track. Opening it up I discovered that it was used, but had no name in it. I thumbed through it and found some writing; one number crossed off and replaced with another. The addition of a name or place. I found nothing that would identify where it come from though.

Then I went to the Internet; a check on E-bay, Amazon, and a couple of other places told me that there were plenty out there for sale, but they were not cheap. Someone had gotten me a couple of hundred dollar book. With everything else I had gotten, I felt a little bad. I hadn't spent anywhere near that much on anyone.

I ate lunch and got ready to go over to Judy's. As I was changing, I realized that I should wear a diaper. I needed to make sure that the clothes would fit over the diaper. Also, Ashley could probably help if I was wearing a diaper, but it wouldn't be appropriate for her to see me in my regular underwear.

The more I thought about that, the odder I found it.

I finished dressing and headed over. There I asked Judy if she had given me the gifts, she denied it and denied that Joe did it. I'm not sure it I believed her, but there was no reason for her to lie. She did give me a suggestion though, to ask Officer Wilder.

I tried on lots of Ashley's old clothes, with their help. I noticed that Ashley kept pushing me towards her frilliest dresses and such. I resisted most of them. I had a lot fun, even if it was trying on girl's clothes. The two of them fussed over me for several hours. It was funny six months ago, I wouldn't have believed that anyone would care that much about me. It made me feel good about myself.

When we had finished and I had a pile of clothes, Judy asked me to watch Ashley New Year's Eve. I was surprised and a little shocked that she would trust me to watch her child all night. Admittedly we would probably spend it with Sarah, but she said that even if it was just me that I could watch her.

We picked up the clothes and carried them out to my car, and I headed home.

On the way I decided to see if Officer Wilder was home. I went past the trailer I had sold him and saw his car sitting out front. I stopped and went up to his door.

He answered the door in his uniform, "Hi Dave, Merry Christmas a day late."

"Hello Officer Wilder, Merry Christmas."

"Call me Steve, I'm not working at the moment."

"Okay, Steve. I have a problem and I was hoping that maybe you could give me some help."

"What kind of help? If I can, I'll help you."

"Well someone broke into my house and left me presents." He started laughing, hard.

"You're want me to investigate someone giving you presents."

"I, ummm... I know it sounds silly, but yes." I was laughing, though not nearly as hard as he was.

He got most of his control back, and asked me in. I went in and we sat down.

I explained what had happened, when I said that the presents were from Santa. He lost it again.

"Dave, you want me to check out presents from Santa?" While he was laughing, I started looking around. He had furnished the trailer nicely. I was surprised by the number of books that he had. He had two full floor to ceiling bookshelves. I couldn't read the titles, but there were hardcover and paperbacks that looked like fiction, plus quite a few textbooks, and some oversized books.

When he stopped laughing, I went on with the story. When I finished it, I explained that I was more worried about someone breaking into my trailer than I was about them leaving presents. He got serious then, and asked me about the locks. I told him what I knew, he nodded and suggested we go look at it.

I agreed and offered him a ride. I had forgotten that my backseat was full of girl's clothes. We went and got into the car, as I was starting it, he commented about the clothes. I blushed, and tried to stammer out an excuse.

"Dave, it's okay. When I moved out here Sarah explained to me what you two were doing. That way if I saw something odd or if there was some trouble, I would already know what was going on, and could settle things down quicker."

"Oh, I uh... You don't think it's weird?"

"Yeah, I think it's a little weird, but you aren't doing anything illegal, so it's none of my business. Besides if you want to see weird, you should see some of the stuff that goes on in town."

"Yeah, I know about some of that stuff. I went to school there."

"But if you do anything to hurt Ashley, or any other child, I'll shoot you."

"Okaaaaaay, but I think that if tried to do anything to Ashley she might beat me up. So far she's knocked me down and nearly suffocated me, and that's because she was happy with me." I pulled up and we went up to check out the door. He looked at it, and said, "It doesn't look like anyone broke in, did you see anything else out of place?"

"No and I didn't see that anything was missing. What does worry me, is that two of the presents were a reference book and a video game, both of which I previously didn't own. That means that whoever did it has been in here before."

"Huh, that would make sense. Do you know who's been in here?"

"Sarah and Judy both have keys, I changed the lock when I got the title so no one else should. Bob, you know Bob?" He nodded.

"I know he's been inside and I imagine that Sarah would let him in if he needed to get in."

"Anyone else? Parents? Friends?" He was looking around.

"A lawyer, knows where I live. One friend from school, but he hasn't been out here. My parents don't even know what state I live in."

"Your parents don't know where you live? Why not?" He was over looking by the tree.

"They were horrible parents, abusive and neglectful. You'd probably shoot them. So I, well the only contact I've had is sending them a couple of photos this year. I used Wrigley Field as a return address." He kept looking around and stopped. He was staring at one of the portraits of Sissy on the wall.

"Who's the little girl?" I stared at him, "That's a copy of the picture I sent to my parents." He spun around and looked at me, "That's you?" Then he looked at the picture and back to me.

"Yeah, the day before those kids attacked me."

"You know, you make a pretty little girl." He paused for a moment, "For some reason that sounds wrong. Hey, wait a minute, that was you Christmas Eve. Leaving with Sarah."

"It was, Ashley and I went to the mall. We got our pictures taken for Christmas."

"Did you go see Santa, too?" He said with a slightly cruel tone.

I recognized that particular tone, my father had used it a lot. I stepped over to him and stood fully upright.

"You may think it's funny, but I gave up believing in Santa when I was five. That was the same age I was when I started to making my all my own meals. I was doing everything a parent should do for a child by the time I was eight, except shop. I got my first real Christmas present this year. I found out that people really do care for each other this year too. So if you're not going to help, get the hell out and don't come back." His mouth dropped open, and he stood there still for what seemed to be a minute. The he closed his mouth, and started say something, but I cut him off.

"Out, just get out." He walked over and went out the door, I followed him over. He paused outside and turned back; I slammed the door shut and locked it.

I ran over, laid down on the couch and let out the tears that I had been holding back. A few minutes later there was a knock at my door, I ignored it.

And a few seconds after the first, and again, and again. Finally they stopped and I just lay there wondering why everyone had to be mean.

I'm not sure how long I laid there, I think I fell asleep. A knock at my door caught my attention, but I ignored it just like I had the earlier one. Who ever it was knocked a couple more times, which I continued to ignore. When I heard the lock unlock, I figured it was Sarah.

The door opened and Sarah stuck her head in, "Dave, can come in?" I thought for a moment, "Yes, come on in." I sat up on the couch.

She walked over, "Are you okay, because you look pretty bad?"

"I'm fine," I said a bit sullenly.

She sat down next to me and put her arm around me, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," I said. Then I started talking about what had happened. I talked and talked, complaining about how people were cruel and that people didn't like me.

She sat there and listened to me. She murmured agreements and held me.

When I stopped, she continued to hold me for a moment before she started to talk.

"You know, a while ago Steve knocked on my door. He looked a bit like someone had hit him in the head with a baseball bat." My first thought was good, then I realized that was a little petty.

Sarah continued talking, "He came in and tried telling me what happened.

He was probably fairly accurate about what was said, but he was completely perplexed by your reaction. I did my best to explain why what he said upset you, and I think he understands it now."

"What did you tell him?"

"Well I explained why that kind of teasing isn't something that you react well to. That took a bit of doing. Now before you say anything, I'm going to explain it to you." She spent quite a while talking about teasing. I sat and listened, being teased was nothing new. I had been teased my whole life. What was new was that people could tease without being cruel. Sarah even pointed a couple of times that she had teased me. I hadn't recognized it, because at the time she was being so friendly.

We kept talking about nothing in particular, before she mentioned that Steve wanted to apologize. I let her know that I would take care of that. We also made arrangements for Ashley and I to come over New Years Eve.

The next morning when I went on my walk, after playing fetch with Thor, I went by Steve's, but he must have been working. I finished my walk and Thor took off to play. I worked all morning, waiting for a time to see if Steve had finished work yet.

That evening there was a knock at my door. I found Steve standing there in uniform. When I opened the door, he started to speak, but I cut him off.

"Steve, before you say anything. I want to apologize. I shouldn't have yelled at you and kicked you out. I was rude; you were over here helping me and..."

"No Dave, I shouldn't have said what I did. I knew that you had had problems growing up and I shouldn't have you teased about something that almost all children get to do."

"Come on in." We talked for a while, and he looked around some more. He wasn't going to find anything, I had cleaned fairly thoroughly. The problem with being a neat freak.

Before he left, he told me that whomever had left the presents, either had a key or used magic. I figured that it was Bob.

New Year's Eve came up and I started my day the same as every other day.

It was strange, but unless I needed to go to the library or something, Holidays didn't or rather hadn't meant much to me. Until this year I had generally ignored them. Now though I had real friends to spend them with.

Just after lunch there was a knock at my door. I answered it and was puzzled to find Ashley standing there.

"What are you doing here?"

"I was bored, my friends are doing stuff, but I didn't want to go and visit with them only to have to leave later."

"Oh, uh come on in. How come you're not spending tonight with your friends?"

"I am spending it with my friends, silly."

"You know what I mean."

"They are all going to John's house, and my parents don't think I should be spending the night at a mixed sleepover. They can be so lame."

"Oh, uh, okay. Ummm have you had lunch?" I asked a little confused at her attitude towards her parents.

"Yeah, we had lunch before mom went to work. So is it okay if I stay over here 'til we go over to Sarah's?"

"Absolutely, take off your coat, set your bag down and I'll give you the fifty cent tour." She did so, and I gave her the tour. She giggled when she saw my bedroom. I had put the Power Puff Girls sheets back on while I washed the airplane ones, a fairly large teddy bear sat on the bed, and there was a diaper stacker hanging there. I guess it did look a little silly for a grown man.

She walked over to the bear and looked at him, "So what's his name?"

"His name?"

"Yeah, you always have to name your teddy bear."

"Oh, I hadn't realized that," I said and then thought for a minute.

"His name is Ernie."

"Ernie?"

"Yes, Ernie 'cuz he isn't a bear, he's a cub." She looked over at me, "I don't get it."

"Ernie, after Ernie Banks, Mr. Cub. The Chicago Cubs greatest player and fan. The bear, he's over at Sarah's is Walter, after Walter Payton, the Chicago Bears greatest player."

"Oh." That was all she said.

I showed her my computer and the article I was working on, she made some yeah that's nice comments. I noticed that she looked at my diapers several times. I wondered if she would say anything.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked her.

She challenged me to a video game and we played them for a couple of hours. The whole time she was chattering about nothing and everything. I paid close attention to what she was talking about, and even asked her some questions about the newest 'Boyband' that was popular.

After getting trounced for the second time, I was paying too much attention to her talking and not enough to the game, I suggested a break.

We got something to drink and continued talking. She finally brought up what I was expecting, "Dave, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"What's it like to wear a diaper?"

"Hmmm, it's like other underwear, except thicker and noisier. Why?"

"I was just wondering," she wasn't looking at me and might have been blushing a little.

We watched TV for a little while before Ashley said something.

"Dave, do you think I could wear a diaper?" I had been expecting this, I wasn't sure why but I was and I already had decided upon what to answer.

"Sure Ashley," her face lit up a little until I finished.

"All you have to do is ask your mom to get you some."

"What, why did you say that?"

"Because, I'm not your parent and I can't make that decision. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to let you wear them any more than I could let you wear a bikini or get you any kind of underwear. If you really want to wear a diaper ask your mom."

"But..."

"But you didn't want your mom or dad to know. That in itself is enough reason for me to say no. Ashley, if you think about it you'll agree with me. I know that you just were kind of hoping that I would say yes without thinking about it, but if I did let you and your parents found out. I would probably never be able to see you anymore."

"Yeah, I was just wondering. I guess I'll just keep wondering." She was sitting there moping a bit, so I decided to cheer her up, or so I thought. I started tickling her. She didn't react quite as I expected, since she began tickling me back. I discovered two things; one she is stronger than me, and two I am much more ticklish than her.

I did cheer her up though, just not in the way I had hoped too. We finally stopped and recovered from laughing. Checking the time we agreed to head over to Sarah's.

We grabbed our coats and bags, I locked up and we walked over. Sarah let us in and Ashley jumped into her arms for a hug, even before she had taken off her coat. Sarah grabbed her and lifted her up into the air. Ashley must have said something to Sarah, because as soon as she put Ashley down she grabbed me and carried me off to the nursery.

"Hey what's going on?"

"Ashley told me that you told her that you've been waiting for this all day."

"Ashley fibbed," I told her.

"Hmmm, I'll have to decide what to do about that. But since I've been waiting all day so you're out of luck." I sighed as she quickly stripped me and lifted me up to the changing table.

She powdered me, and placed a diaper under my bottom. As she pulled it up between my legs I started to get into it a bit and gurgled a little. Sarah smiled as she taped up the diaper.

She set me down and pulled a pink T-shirt over my head. It seemed a little long until she pulled the tail through and snapped it to the front. I was wearing a pink onesie. I looked down and could see that while it covered the top of my diaper; my diaper peeked out everywhere else. For some reason this made me feel even more like a baby than just wearing the diaper and a regular T-shirt.

She picked me up and carried me into the kitchen where she placed me into the high chair. As she fastened a bib around my neck, Ashley walked in. The very beginnings of a giggle slipped out before she stopped herself. We sat down to a small meal of chicken nuggets and french fries.

Thanks to dinner being finger food, I managed not to make a mess. After cleaning up we went to the living room. Sarah brought in a plate with veggies and dip, and we had chips, so we were set for a while. Once we were settled in, they decided that I should have my nails painted. So I sat there and chatted while all my nails were painted a pale pink. When mine were done Ashley had hers painted.

When all of the nails were dry, Ashley and Sarah began to braid my hair. It had grown out just enough for them to braid, but there wasn't much of a tail hanging back. Then I tried to braid Ashley's hair, it took a couple of tries but I finally got it done.

We turned on the New Year's coverage, and Ashley began to talk about some of performers. I recognized some of the names from the radio, but Ashley seemed to know everything about them. When some of the older performers played, Sarah talked about them like Ashley had about the younger ones.

We spent the night watching TV, playing games, and munching on snacks.

Ashley and Sarah both seemed to be pushing the chips and pretzels at me, which made me thirsty. Every time I said I was thirsty, one of them would get me a bottle of juice or something to drink. It also made me wet my diaper more often, Sarah changed me several times that night.

Sarah and I managed to keep Ashley up 'til midnight, then we all went to our various beds. Ashley got the air mattress in the living room; I had, what I began to think of as, my crib; and Sarah had her own bed. I fell asleep quickly, but woke up needing to go to the bathroom. I wet my diaper and went back to sleep.

When I woke up, my diaper was dry, but that didn't last long. Sarah must have come in and changed me without waking me. I was surprised at that, I didn't think I would be able to sleep through that. Sarah got me out of the crib and gave me a clean diaper. She told me to stay quiet because Ashley was still asleep.

We sat and talked while Ashley slept. I asked and she confirmed that she had changed my wet diaper about an hour ago. She also asked me about my plans for the new year.

I told that I didn't have any plans. I was just going to keep going with what I did; working, going on my walks, playing with her and Ashley, watching games with Joe and Bob. And reacting to whatever else happened.

She gave me a look, that said she was planning something. I resigned myself to go along with whatever it would turn out to be. While we were sitting there; there came a barking from outside. Since I was only wearing a diaper, Sarah went and looked. She started laughing and yelled for Thor.

When he didn't come right away and didn't stop barking, I stuck my head out the door and called him, he came right over. While I was looking out the door, something swatted the back of my diaper. I turned and a grinning Ashley stood there. I was about to say something to her, but her grin opened up into a big yawn. While she was yawning, I poked her in her side and she jumped.

Sarah looked at her and told her to go eat breakfast. Thor came in then and I tried to explain that I wasn't going for a walk today. He seemed a little confused, so I sat down next him and petted him for a while. He eventually licked my face and nosed the door. I opened it and he ran off.

I turned to Sarah, "How does Thor get out all of the time?"

"Bob rebuilt part of his trailer, Thor has a big room that has a doggy door to the outside, and a regular door to the inside. Bob keeps that door locked and Thor can come and go as he likes. It's heated and cooled so it's like Thor is inside. Overall it works out pretty well."

"Wow that seems like it would be a lot of work to build."

"Bob took his time building it over the summer one year, besides he figures Thor is worth it," she answered.

"I do too."

"Me too," came from the kitchen.

Ashley went and got dressed, and so did I, we spent the rest of the morning playing and watching the parades. Judy showed up eventually, she had had a long night. Shortly after lunch Ashley started to yawn and the two of them left. When they did Sarah got up and went into the kitchen. I heard the microwave going. I couldn't smell anything, but shortly after it dinged, Sarah returned with a bottle.

She sat me on her lap and fed me the bottle. I don't think I finished it, because at some point I fell asleep.

The End

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