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

Chapter 5 A NEW JOB FOR ME?

"What did you do to your knee Scotty?" Cathy asked as she picked me up 
and sat me down on my bed next to Bill.

"I kind of missed the last step on the stairs."

"Cathy, Is there a first aid kit around here?" Bill asked.

"Yes, I saw it in the bathroom, I'll go get it Bill." she said as she 
hurried off to the bathroom.

She returned a minute later with the first aid kit, then Bill said, 
"I'll clean up the scraps Cathy, you better go make an ice pack for 
him. His knee is starting to swell up."

Cathy went to the kitchen as Bill cleaned up my cuts on my knee. I 
flinched a few times when he applied the antiseptic to my scrape.

"What you doing tomorrow Scotty, about ten a.m.?"

"Nothing."

"How about joining me in the pool for a swim?"

"Sure�Bill�I am really sorry."

"You're forgiven, Scotty."

"Bill, should I take him to the emergency room?" Cathy asked as she 
entered my room.

"Naw, Scotty will probably be dancing up a storm in an hour or so." 
Bill said as he took the ice pack from Cathy and put it on my injured 
knee.

"Bill."

"Yes Scotty."

"I don't know how to dance."

Bill looked at me, and then we all burst out laughing.

When Bill regained his composure, he showed Cathy how to apply the ice 
pack on my knee, and told her to leave it on for about five minutes 
then take it off for ten minutes, then put it back on for another five 
minutes, He said that would keep the swelling to a minimum.

"Looks like you're grounded Scotty, at least in front of the TV." Cathy 
said as she picked me up in her arms, then carried me into the living 
room, and sat me down on the couch.

Bill reapplied the ice pack to my knee as I sat on the couch.

"Got it Scotty, five minutes on, ten minutes off."

I shook my head yes.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow for our meeting at ten, you know the 
place."

"Yes." I answered.

"Well, I got to go now, so I'll see you tomorrow." Bill said as he 
left.

"What meeting was he talking about Scotty?" Cathy asked.

"I think he wants to use me in a commercial for a new company that is 
starting up around here somewhere."

"What are they going to manufacture?"

"I don't know Cathy, but I know it has something to do with bed 
wetting. I'm kind of scared about that."

"You can always turn him down Scotty, you know that?"

"Yeah, but my mom needs the money."

"Not if it makes you feel uneasy, no amount of money is worth that."

"Cathy?"

"Yes Scotty."

"Can we have reruns for dinner tonight?"

"Reruns?"

"Yeah, leftovers."

"What kind of�reruns?"

"Chow mein my mom made last night."

"Your mom made chow mein, I love chow mein." she said.

"With water chestnuts."

"Yeah, and bean sprouts?" she asked.

"Plenty of them, and lots of mushrooms." I said to her.

"You're going to get reruns for dinner tonight Scotty and I don't want 
to argue any more about it."

I knew Cathy was teasing me, and then I said to her, "I forgot to thank 
you for the car seat you left yesterday."

"No sweat Scotty, I just went down to the fire department and explained 
the situation to them. They have a program called, 'Car Care for Kids' 
where they hand out car seats to parents that need them. If your mom 
needs any help installing it in her car, let me know."

"Cathy, my mom needs help putting a light bulb in a lamp, so I think 
she's going to be calling you."

"Just have her give me a call."

"Where did you and Ricky go so early yesterday morning? My mom wanted 
to take you and Ricky out for breakfast."

"I had to get Ricky home, and ready for Sunday school."

"Ricky goes to Sunday school?'

'Yes, now you stay there on the couch. I don't want you walking on that 
leg, understand Scotty?"

"Yeah." I said as I got the remote off the coffee table. I switched to 
the cartoon channel, and Scooby Doo movies were on. I lay back in the 
couch, and then decided to lie down, and soon I went to sleep.

"Scotty, you hungry?" Cathy asked as she shook me awake.

I opened my eyes and asked, "Dinner already?"

"Yeah, you have been out over three hours."

I sat up on the couch, then hopped off, only to fall down when the pain 
shot up and down my left leg.

"Scotty, are you all right?" Cathy asked as she ran over to me.

'Yeah. I forgot about my knee."

Cathy looked at my knee, then she picked me up, and sat me back on the 
couch.

"I'd better get you another ice pack for you knee Scotty, you STAY 
right here."

Cathy took the old dripping ice pack I had and went into the kitchen. 
She made a new ice pack, then came back to the couch, and applied it to 
my knee.

"Looks like your knee really swelled up. I'm still wondering if I 
should take you to the emergency room Scotty."

"No Cathy, I just forgot about my knee, that's all."

"Okay, you sit here, I'll bring your dinner to you."

I could smell the chow mein as Cathy stirred it in the dish. She put 
the fried noodles on a plate, and smothered them with chow mein. She 
buttered two-pieces of bread, and then brought in the tray. My eyes 
bugged out when I saw the plate she made for me.

"Time to eat, Scotty, and put that ice pack back on you knee.

"But I'm hungry, I want to eat." I said as I gave her my sad look.

"I brought you a spoon for that Scotty."

I put the ice pack on my knee, and then I dove in to my dinner.

"Slow down Scotty, your food isn't going anywhere, and look, you got 
half of it in your lap."

"I'll get that as soon as I'm through with what's on my plate."

"Hold on Scotty, until I get you something out of my handbag."

Cathy took out the bib that I had worn at Romano's, and tied it around 
my neck.

"Now you don't have to eat it out of your lap Scotty, you can eat it 
out of the pocket of your bib."

Cathy brought her plate into the living room and ate with me. After we 
were done, she took my tray and her plate back to the kitchen. When she 
returned, I was lying down on the couch with my legs spread.

"Are to trying to tell me something Scotty?"

"Yeah, I want to learn how to dance, but I need my diaper changed 
first."

"The diaper change I can handle, but it's going to be a few days before 
I can teach you how to dance, especially with that knee."

I giggled, "Are you going to teach me the cha-cha?" I asked as I 
watched the commercial on TV."

"No, I thought I teach you bossa nova, or how about ballet. You would 
look cute in blue leotard and tights, and a big bulging DIAPER."

"Only Pampers. I only wear the best DIAPER money can buy." I told her.

"I'll be right back with you changing pad, and DIAPER Scotty." she said 
as she went to my bedroom.

I was watching TV, when another commercial came on. It was a fruit roll 
ups commercial and I watched the boy as he ate the roll up, then I 
wondered if they really tasted that good, and thought about the money 
that kid must be making just eating something on TV.

"Ready to get your DIAPER changed Scotty?"

"Yep� Cathy, what do fruit roll ups taste like?"

"You've never tasted a fruit roll up?"

"Nope, not that I can remember."

"We'll have to pick some up for you sometime, and then you can find out 
for yourself. Now, please lift your BUTT."

I raised my rear as Cathy placed the changing pad underneath me. She 
pulled my bike shorts off me, and then took my diaper off.

"Keep your rear up Scotty, so I can get your rear good with this baby 
oil."

Cathy took her time rubbing the oil all over my rear, and then she put 
a Pampers diaper down under me. She put more the baby oil on my crotch 
then my front and penis.

"Where's this big meeting to take place tomorrow between you and Bill?"

"He wants to meet me at the pool tomorrow at ten A.M. sharp."

"If your knee is better."

"I thought water therapy was good for things like this Cathy?"

"It is as long as you see a doctor first Scotty."

"I still want to go."

"Only if your mom says its okay, and the swelling comes down a bit�Want 
to play a game until bedtime?"

"Sure, what?"

"I saw a Parcheesi game in you closet."

"How about strip poker Cathy?"

"No Scotty, besides your wearing only enough things for one hand, and 
you probably cheat better then I do."

"Okay, Parcheesi I guess."

Cathy went to my room, and returned with the game. She set it up on the 
couch between us, then I won high roll to see who went first. We played 
the game, while we watched TV, and after awhile, she got hungry, and 
made us some popcorn. It was already nine-forty-five, when we stopped 
playing Parcheesi.

"Cathy, I need to go number two."

"Okay Scotty. Cathy said.

Cathy carried me to the bathroom. As she put the new potty seat on the 
toilet seat, I balanced on my right leg. She took my diaper off me, 
then she sat me on the potty seat. It felt so good to be able to sit on 
the toilet, and not fall in.

"What are you doing Cathy?" I asked as she wrapped the plastic straps 
from the potty seat around my waist, and then fastened them together 
around my waist.

"I want to make sure you stay seated while I'm gone for a few minutes."

"Where you going?"

"To the kitchen so I can get a plate of chow mein ready for your mom 
when she gets home."

"You gonna leave me here with nothing to read?"

Cathy went into my bedroom, then returned with my Hardy Boys book, and 
handed it to me.

"Now you have something to read. I'll be back in a few minutes, and 
don't you move."

I opened the book looking for the place where my mom had left off last 
night. As I was looking for the spot where she left off, I felt my 
penis getting bigger, I looked down at the potty deflector, and I could 
not see my penis at all.

"Are you finished Scotty?"

"I was finished ten seconds after you left."

"Why didn't you say something?"

"I"

"You never speak up Scotty."

"But I"

"You need to tell me when you're done so I don't leave you in 
situations like this." Cathy jokingly said.

"Okay." I said.

I held onto the sink as Cathy wiped my rear, then she picked me up and 
carried me back to the couch. She was about to put the diaper back on 
me, when we heard two knocks on the front door. I looked at her as she 
said, "Sounds like your mom is home Scotty."

We heard the key slide into the lock, and then, "Cathy, its Jeanne." my 
mom said as she opened the door.

When my mom walked into the apartment, she was surprised to see me 
still up.

"It's after ten Scotty, what are you doing up so late?"

"I asked Cathy if I could stay up until you got home. It's important."

"Scotty, what did you do to your leg?"

"I just banged it up a little, that's all."

"How did you do that?"

"I came down the stairs from Bill's apartment a little too fast."

"What have I told you about running on the stairs Scotty?"

"I have something to give you mommy." I said as I spread my arms.

My mom sat down and gave me a hug as Cathy went to the kitchen table, 
and got the ring.

"I think he has something else for you Jeanne." Cathy said as she 
handed me the ring case.

"Here mom, I found this in a store, and thought you might like it." I 
said as I handed her the case.

"What, a present for me, and it's not even my birthday." she said as 
she opened the case slowly.

Her hand went to her mouth quickly as see saw the ring. Tears welled up 
in her eyes as she said, "Scotty!�Where did you get this?"

"Same place where we left it for safe keeping."

She was crying softly as she took the ring out of the case, admired it 
for a few moments before she slipped it back on her ring finger, and 
then admired it some more. She looked me in the eyes, and then gave me 
a great big hug, and a kiss.

"I thought I would never see this again�Oh Scotty, it must have cost 
you a lot of money."

"I don't care, I just wanted to get it back for you."

"Well your going to bed right now young man, no ifs, ands, or butts." 
she said, then realized I was naked from my waist down, then we all 
laughed.

"Cathy, why don't you take off now, I think I can handle it from here." 
my mom said as she smiled at me.

"I'll see you tomorrow then Scotty, same time." Cathy said as she got 
her handbag and let herself out the front door.

My mom picked up my diaper as I raised my rear, and then I said, 
"Mommy, I have a meeting with Bill tomorrow at ten. I think he might 
have another job for me."

"Doing what?" she asked as she pulled the diaper up between my legs

"I don't know, but it has something to do with bedwetting."

My mom frowned as she asked, "Is this something you want to do baby?"

"I don't know, but Bill said he would tell me all about it tomorrow."

"Let's get you to bed." she said as she picked me up in her arms and 
took me to my bedroom.

She sat me down on the bed, pulled the covers down, and after I slipped 
my legs under them, she tucked me in. She looked at her ring again, and 
then kissed me on each of my cheeks, then my forehead.

"You get to sleep now and thank you for this beautiful present." she 
said as she turned off the light.

I turned over on my stomach and went right to sleep.


When I woke up the next morning, my leg still hurt, but not as much as 
yesterday. I sat on the side of the bed for a moment before I allowed 
myself to slide off the bed and put my right foot on the floor. I put 
my left foot down on the floor gingerly, and then I put a little weight 
on it. My left foot did not hurt half as bad as it did last night. I 
looked at the clock on the nightstand, and it was eight-thirty.

"Cathy, I need some help, please."

"I was wondering if you were ever going to wake up Scotty. How does you 
knee feel this morning?"

"Still a little tender, but lots better�Why did you let me sleep so 
long?"

"You were up awful late, besides your meeting, SIR is just right out 
the front door. Now lets get you bathed Sir, so you won't be such a 
stinker."

"Was my mom wearing her ring when she left this morning?"

"Yes Scotty. I think she showed it to me at least a dozen times this 
morning while we had coffee. She said it was the best present she'd 
ever gotten."

"I knew she would like it." I said.

"Need to use the pot Scotty"}

"Yeah, I think I'd better."

Cathy placed the potty seat on the toilet, then took off my diaper, and 
then she sat me on the potty. She pulled me a little bit forward so my 
penis was in the potty deflector, then started filling the bathtub with 
water, and asked, "Bubbles, or just water?"

"Surprise me." I answered.

Cathy got out the bubble bath and poured it into the tub.

"It's ninety three degrees outside already, looks like it's going to be 
a really hot day today.' she said.

"Madam, looks like I will be doing my day in the pool. Remember I like 
my drinks stirred, not shaken, and for dinner, steak and fries, 
promptly at two PM madam." I said to Cathy joking.

"Drinks, shaken, not stirred, and ground beef at five, with a side of 
green beans, got it." Cathy answered.

"It's getting really hard to find good help these days." I said as she 
lifted me off the potty seat, and sat me down in the tub.

Cathy was washing my hair when I asked her, "When I meet Bill in the 
pool this morning, think it would be okay if we poured the rest of the 
bubble bath into the pool?"

"The apartment manager would really love that Scotty, I think you would 
be the shortest tendency in this apartment complex's history." she 
said.

"What if we invite the manager down for a swim?"

"I think he would be clean, but extremely MAD."

"Bad idea?"

"I think so Scotty."

"What has Ricky been up to?"

"No good, just like you Scotty."

"Think you could bring him over again."

"He asked me Sunday when he could come back over here to see you too."

"And?"

"Maybe next weekend�Now, stand up please."

I got up slowly balancing myself with my hands on the lip of the tub. 
Cathy washed my rear, and then my front. She let the water drain out of 
the tub as she rinsed me off.

"What kind of dress attire will you be wearing to the meeting sir, your 
little yellow racer, or perhaps a brightly colored Little Swimmer?"

"I think it's going to be a very conservative meeting, so I shall be 
wearing my yellow racer."

"Very good sir."

We both laughed at ourselves.

"Your knee looks better, how does it feel?"

"Lots better, what's"

"Waffles and sausage."

"Thought you don't cook."

"Very little, now let's put your business suit on Scotty." she said as 
she held my racer swimsuit down for me to step into. After she finished 
dressing me for my meeting, she picked me up and carried me into the 
kitchen and sat me at down on a chair at the kitchen table."

"How do you like your waffles, Scotty?"

"Not frozen."

"I mean, do you like butter and syrup on them?"

"Sure, plenty of butter, and lots and lots of syrup."

"Just like Ricky." she said as she put the pork links in the frying 
pan.

"Do you know what Bill might want to talk about?" I asked her.

"All he said when I was walking home last night was there might be big 
bucks in it for you, and your mother. I don't want you saying anything 
to Bill that I told you Scotty, understand?"

"Yeah, but, didn't he say anything else?"

"He thought your mom was pretty."

"He did! How old is Bill?"

"Are you trying to be a match maker Scotty?"

"Maybe."

I started asking Cathy all kinds of questions about Bill. She would 
answer one, and then I would ask another.

"Stop talking and eat your breakfast Scotty before I feed I to you."

"I dare you." I said teasing her.

"She reached over to my plate, picked up a piece of sausage with her 
fork and held it to my lips. I shook my head no.

"Want me to tickle you?"

I shook my head no again.

"Will you please eat and stop talking?"

I shook my head yes, and then opened my mouth as she feed me.

"Why are you eating now?"

"You said 'Please'."

"Will you 'Please' wash my car?"

"Nope, eating breakfast." I said.

"Only if I feed you." Cathy said.

I would pick up a piece of the waffle, and eat it, then Cathy would 
feed me a piece of sausage, and it went that way until I was done.

"You know Scotty, with the food you and Ricky end up wearing after each 
meal, you could feed half the starving world."

"I'm not wearing it, I'm just storing it for later, in case I get 
hungry." I said as she wiped my face and stomach.

I helped her with the dishes, and then I went into the living room to 
watch TV.

"Scotty, it's almost time to meet Bill." Cathy said from the kitchen.

I went to the hall closet to get my float suit, and carried it back to 
the living room. As Cathy unsnapped the crotch, I asked her, "Why are 
you putting it on me that way?"

"I don't want to hurt your knee Scotty." she said as she slipped the 
float suit over my head, pulled it down, and snapped the crotch closed.

"Looks like your ready to go swimming Scotty."

"This float suit feels a lot lighter then the one I used over at Matt's 
house. Are you sure I won't drown?'

"I guarantee it Scotty, I've taught lots of kids how to swim using this 
type of float suit," she said, then I heard a splash from the pool.

"I think Bill is in the pool Scotty. I am going to put my swimsuit on. 
I'll be out in a minute."

I went to my room and looked out the window. Bill was doing his 
swimming laps in the pool. I stood there watching him swim back and 
forth with ease, and envied him. Maybe some day I will be able to swim 
like him, I thought to myself.

"He's a good swimmer, isn't he?" Cathy asked me from behind.

"Yeah. Think I'll ever swim like that?" I asked her, never taking my 
eyes off of Bill.

"If you practice a lot Scotty, you might�Ready for your meeting with 
Bill?'

"Yeah, kind of."

"Butterflies?"

"Yeah."

"Better get it over with then Scotty." Cathy said as we headed to the 
pool.

As were entered the pool area, Cathy closed the gate quietly so not to 
disturb Bill. I sat down on the lounge chair, and Cathy sat down beside 
me. We watched Bill swim lap after lap for a few minutes before he 
noticed us and stopped.

"Looks like your wearing something better then water wings Scotty."

"Yeah, Cathy picked this up at the Y for me."

"We'll you better get in and try it out, by the way, how's your knee 
doing?"

"Okay, the swelling is down a lot." I said as I climbed into the pool.

After I was in the pool, I tried the buoyancy of the float suit. It did 
not shoot me back up to the surface of the water likes Matt's old float 
suit did, but brought me back to the surface gently. I dog paddled out 
a little further, trying the buoyancy as I went.

"Scotty, you know you're in six feet of water?" Bill said as he treaded 
water.

I froze for a moment, then realized that I was not going to sink.

"Swim out here Scotty." Bill said to me as he treaded water further out 
in the deep end.

I swam to him, and as I got there, "Swim back to me now." Cathy said.

I turned and started swimming back towards Cathy, when Bill said, "Kick 
your feet, and stretch out you arms." then Cathy said, "Cup the water, 
and push it behind you Scotty.

I reached out, grabbed the water and then pulled my cupped hands from 
the front of me to behind me. I was swimming, and no one was helping 
me. Cathy, Bill and I swam for an hour before Bill asked, "Are you 
ready to talk Scotty?"

I shook my head slowly yes, then I felt the butterflies return to my 
stomach.

We got out of the pool and dried off. I sat down on Cathy's lap on the 
lounge chair, and Bill pulled up another chair. He picked up his 
briefcase, opened it up and took out a picture, and handed it to me. I 
looked at it, and it was a little league team photo. As I looked at it, 
Bill said, "Look at the boy in the front row, forth from the left."

I saw a black haired kid holding a bat, and a big smile on his face.

"So?"

"That's my new client's son, his name is Shawn, and he's all grown up 
now, twenty one years old.

I looked at Bill.

"Here Scotty, try this magnifying glass and see it you can tell the 
difference between him and any of the other boys in the picture."

I looked at him through the magnifying glass and at the boy to his 
right, and could see no difference.

I looked up at Bill again.

"Can't see any difference?" Bill asked me.

I shook my head no as I studied Shawn again with the magnifying glass.

"In that picture, Shawn is wearing a diaper under his uniform." Bill 
said.

I looked briefly at Bill, and then studied Shawn's waist in the 
picture. There was no bulge in his pants like there usually was in mine 
when I wore a diaper.

"He's not wearing a diaper." I said to Bill.

"Yes he is Scotty, turn the photo over, and there are the uniform 
numbers of the other boys in that picture who are wearing the same type 
of diaper."

I turned the picture over and saw that most of the boy's uniform 
numbers were listed on the back. I flipped the photo over again and 
looked at Shawn and the other boys, and could not see any bulges in any 
uniforms. I looked back at Bill, and he was holding a small white 
disposable diaper in his hand.

"Is that what their wearing?" I asked Bill as he handed me the diaper.

"Yes Scotty. They are called Sports Diapers."

I felt the diaper, then looked around to make sure no one else was 
watching us.

"He was wearing this when the picture was taken?"

"Yes and his father designed the diaper and made them for Shawn."

I opened the plastic covered diaper, and looked inside. It was soft, 
and half as thick as a Pampers diaper. As I folded it together, I said 
to Bill, "This looks more like a bikini diaper."

"Mr. Jordan made these for his son because he always had wetting 
accidents, usually when he was playing baseball or recess at school. 
When the other parents found out about these diapers, they asked 
Shawn's father if he would sell them some diapers for their boys to 
wear while they played baseball too, so he quit his job selling real 
estate and started manufacturing these diapers. Nom he makes two to 
three million dollars a year making these, and they come in different 
colors and prints now."

"Are they as good as Pampers diapers?"

"About the same. Most boys refuse to wear a Pampers diaper, but it's 
easier to get them to wear these diapers."

"Is this all he manufactures at his company?" I asked Bill.

"That's all he used to make, those and bedwetting diapers, but he will 
be making other things now at his new factory."

"Like what?"

"He is going to be making swim diapers, disposable and reusable. 
Traveling diapers, school diapers, play diapers, and diapers you can 
wear around the house."

"Swim diapers, like little swimmers?"

"Yes, and you can wear them as a swimsuit, or under the swimsuit."

"School diapers?"

"Those are easy on and off, and have tape type closures, for kids that 
need to change their diapers at school."

"What about travel diapers?"

"Those are for kids who can't hold it on long trips, they are pull on 
or put ons, like a regular diaper but extra absorbent."

"What would I be doing for this company?" I asked Bill.

"You would be modeling the diapers for some pictures for a catalog, and 
making commercials for cable TV telling other kids about them. A lot of 
boys and girls think they are the only ones who wet their beds or 
pants, and we would be letting them know they are not the only ones who 
do."

"You want to take pictures of me wearing only a diaper, and making 
commercials of me showing the diapers?"

"Yes Scotty. I need someone like you to let other kids know that 
wearing a diaper does not mean that you are a baby, but that you need 
to wear them for certain reasons."

"Where are you going to show the commercials?"

"On cable channels like the Cartoon channel, Family channel, and 
Nickelodeon."

"I would be seen all over the world?"

"No, just the United States, but the still pictures will be on the 
internet, so those would be seen all over the world."

"What about my friends seeing me wearing a diaper?"

"You would have to persuade them that you're not ashamed because you 
have to wear a diaper."

I felt the butterflies in my stomach return.

I looked over my shoulder at Cathy, hoping that I could see on her face 
if I should do this for Bill or not. She was smiling.

"What about kids that just like wearing a diaper even though they don't 
have any wetting problems?" I asked Bill as I thought about Matt.

"Those are called 'Comfort Diapers' and they are three times thicker 
then a Pampers diaper. They can be worn around the house, or anywhere, 
and come in different colors and prints."

"I think I need to talk to my mom about this first."

"I thought you would Scotty, so I talked to her boss, and she has 
tomorrow off, and I made arrangements for all of you to take a 
personalized tour of the company, then after that I thought we would 
have a picnic at a park where Mr. Jordan and I could answer all your 
questions."

"My mom doesn't have to work tomorrow?" I asked Bill.

"No, so she's all yours tomorrow Scotty so you can talk to her anytime 
you want to."

I looked over my shoulder at Cathy again for the answer. She saw me and 
said, "It's your decision Scotty, I can't answer it for you."

"How much money can I make doing this Bill?"

"The budget I have for you to start per year is one-hundred-thousand 
dollars Scotty."

I lost my balance and almost fell off Cathy's lap.

"One-hundred-thousand DOLLARS?" I asked him.

"That's right Scotty. If this company takes off like I know it will, 
you'll be working for a long time."

I was spending the money in my mind now. A new car for my mom, 
carpeting for our apartment, and, and, I know, I'll send a cab over to 
pick up Matt and Kyle so they can come over and visit me, and a fort of 
my very own, but where would I put it?, who cares, I need a game boy, 
and a wide screen TV like Bill's, and then some Fruit loops and fruit 
roll ups for breakfast�My mind was spinning.

"I've got a present for you Scotty�after we finish swimming." Bill 
said.

"What is it?"

"A few cases of the products that Mr. Jordan sent over to you to use 
and try on Scotty. He wants to know how you like them, and what you 
don't like about them."

"Is anyone else going to be in the commercials with me?"

"You're my main man, but I was thinking about using Samone and maybe 
Ricky too. Do you have anyone in mind Scotty?"

"Yeah, I was thinking about Matt and Kyle� if I decide to do this." I 
told Bill.

"Okay Scotty, how about a little more swimming, then I'll take you and 
Cathy out to lunch.

"Why did you pick me Bill, I mean, out of all the millions of kids out 
there, why me?"

"You're the right size and age. I wanted an older boy who could 
understand the role he was going to be playing, and who could tell the 
other kids out there that it was okay to wear diapers when they need 
them." Bill answered.

"And kids who just like wearing them too."

"That too Scotty."

We got back into the pool and swam, but my mind was on the money I was 
going to be making, and what I was going to be doing, standing in front 
of a camera wearing only a diaper and a smile. I thought about all the 
teasing I was in for this fall at school, but one-hundred-thousand 
dollars, I guess I will have to keep reminding myself of the money, and 
how bad my mom needs it.

"If we don't get out of the pool soon guys, I'll have to change the 
lunch invitation into a dinner invite." Bill said as he got out and 
dried himself off.

"What about the things you told me about Bill?"

"You mean your presents Scotty?"

"Yeah."

"Be right back Scotty." Bill said as he ran out of the pool area and up 
the stairs."

"No running on the stairs Bill, or I'm gonna tell Cathy on you." I said 
teasingly

Bill came back out of his apartment carrying a big box with 'Jordan 
Enterprises' written on the side.

"I'll put these inside the apartment for you Scotty, and try on one for 
lunch. Cathy, I will be down in about twenty minutes." Bill said, and 
then he picked up his brief case and towel, and went back up to his 
apartment.

Cathy and I dried off, and then we went to my apartment.

I went over to the box and looked into it. There were plastic bags 
filled with disposable diapers. Blue ones, yellow, green, white, and 
red. There were all kinds of prints too. Race car print, space ships, 
animals, planets, letters and numbers prints, and little ducks printed 
all over the diaper.

"Cathy, I want to wear this one to lunch." I said as I held up a diaper 
covered with space ships.

"Good choice Scotty, the package says 'Super absorbent' for long 
uninterrupted car or airplane trips'"

Cathy took the diaper out of the package, and then followed me to my 
bedroom. I stood there as she unsnapped the crotch of my float suit and 
pulled off over my head. She pulled my yellow racer down, and I stepped 
out of it.

Get your rear up on the bed so you can try this new diaper on Scotty."

"Please?" I said to her.

"Pretty please Scotty." she said to me.

As I climbed up on my bed, Cathy said, "Looks like your going to get an 
oil job this time, your tush is a little red."

She went over to the dresser and took out the changing pad, and tossed 
it to me, as she went into the bathroom to get the baby oil. I spread 
the pad out on the bed, and then I laid down on it. When Cathy got 
back, she opened the diaper and slipped it under my rear. As I lowered 
my butt down on the diaper, it felt weird. The padding under my butt 
was so soft and comfortable; it was like my rear was resting on a very 
soft pillow. Cathy put a disposable glove on her hand, and poured baby 
oil into it. She massaged it all over my rear, and as she continued, my 
penis was reaching for the sky. Cathy went to work around and on my 
penis, then my crotch.

"Looks like someone is anxious to get his diaper put on."

As I turned red, Cathy took off the glove and then pulled the diaper up 
between my legs and taped it closed.

"Hey Scotty, check it out in the mirror, the diaper looks good on you."

I got off the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. The diaper was 
covered all over in space ships, and stars. I turned to look at my rear 
and noticed that the diaper was four times as thick as my Pampers 
diaper. It made my legs spread out further from each other, and I 
walked funny too, but they felt so good on me.

"You can look at yourself Scotty while I go get ready to go to lunch. 
Pick out a pair of shorts, and a shirt you want to wear."

I continued looking at the prints on the rear of my diaper, and felt 
the smooth plastic layer. It felt like the plastic was twice as thick 
as my plastic pants. I turned and looked at the front as I felt the 
plastic layer over my penis and it felt so good, and then I noticed 
that my penis had not gone back to normal yet.

"Do you like the printed diaper, Scotty?"

"Yeah, I didn't care for Barney or Big Bird too much."

"What about the colored diapers?"

"I like those, too."

"Let's get you dressed Scotty, or Bill might leave us behind."

Cathy found me a pair of gray pull-on shorts, and my white mesh tank 
top. She got my socks and put then on then she put my tennis shoes on 
me. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I could tell I was wearing a 
diaper, but if I pulled my tank top down, it should hide it, I hoped.

"Where are we going to lunch at Cathy?"

"Don't know, Bill gets to choose the place since he's buying."

I waited at the bottom of the stairs while Cathy went up to Bill's 
apartment to let him know we were ready to go.

Bill came out, wearing a sports jacket and slacks. As Cathy and Bill 
came down the stairs, he said to her, " I think we will have to take 
your car Cathy. I don't have a booster seat in my car."

Cathy agreed as we walked out to the carport. Cathy unlocked the doors 
and then opened the car door for me. I climbed into the car seat and 
Cathy buckled me into it. Bill waited for Cathy to get in, and then he 
closed the door for her, and then got into the other side.

"Where are we going to?' Cathy asked Bill.

"I thought I would let Scotty decide that for us." Bill said.

"I want to�" I hesitated as Cathy looked at me thru the rear view 
mirror. "I want to let Cathy decide."

"How about a place I love to go with very good friends." she said

""Where we going Cathy?" I asked

"It's a secret, Scotty," she said as we took off.

Most of the conversation was between Bill and Cathy as she drove to the 
restaurant. After driving twenty minutes, Bill and I knew she was 
headed for Romano's.

I liked it there last Saturday, the quietness, and the good food. She 
pulled into the parking lot and stopped at the valet parking area. We 
got out of the car and went into Romano's. Maurois showed us to a 
table, and the garcon asked me it I needed a lift. I answered 'Yes 
please', and he brought over a booster seat and lifted me onto it, then 
he tied a plastic bib around my neck. Cathy and Bill ordered escargot, 
and when I found out what that was, I ordered the hamburger steak and 
baked potato to stay on the safe side.

While we ate, Bill told me about the plans he had for the commercials 
and where we would be taping them, like the beach, an amusement park, 
and even a elementary school. Bill wanted me to start using the 
products everyday so I would get used to them. He wanted to know what I 
liked about them, and what I did not like about them, and to write it 
down. For dessert, Cathy and I ordered napoleon, and Bill had the crepe 
suzette. As I was eating my dessert, a little girl and her mother 
passed by our table, and she looked at me and said, "Look mom, that boy 
is wearing a diaper."

I froze hoping she was not referring to me, but with her finger 
pointing at my shorts, I knew it was me. I looked at Bill, and he was 
waiting to see what I was going to do or say, then I looked at the 
little girl and said, "It's a Jordan diaper, and I need to wear it." 
The little girl's eyes opened wide at my response to her statement. I 
looked back at Bill, and he winked at me, and then continued eating his 
dessert. I looked down at my shorts, and the diaper was showing out 
through the leg holes and above the waist of my shorts. I looked at the 
front of my shorts, and it looked like someone had shoved a pillow down 
the front of my shorts. I pushed the front of my shorts down, but it 
sprang right back up. When I finished my dessert, the garcon took the 
bib off me, wiped it off, and then folded it up, put it in a plastic 
pouch, and then handed it back to me saying, "Monsieur, I hope your 
meal was satisfactory."

"Yes, it was." I answered, and then he pulled my chair back from the 
table, lifted me off the booster seat and set me down on the floor. 
Cathy and Bill were helped with their chairs by the other garcons. As 
we were getting ready to leave, I said to Bill. "You haven't paid the 
bill yet."

"Maurois always puts it on my tab, and I pay the bill at the end of the 
month Scotty."

"Think McDonalds would do that for me?" I asked him.

"No, I think you're out of luck there, sport."

On the way home, Bill told me he had four more boxes he had to bring 
down to my apartment, and he wanted me to try on some of the things to 
be sure he got the right size for me.

All the way home, I was wondering what they were.


END OF CHAPTER 5