It Started on a Rainy Day The story is based on real life but has been re written in the setting of today and not the setting of the 1950s. It is based on 2 boys about 8 to 9 years of age: Boy 1: Ricky ; which is me as a child. Boy 2: Bobby; which by accident became my best friend for many years Mother: Barbara; which is a name for bobby’s mother, used in the story line. Richard: Who is me in adult form, and many ways a true person. That takes the places of the school nurse we had to deal with as children but is in no way like the witch we really had. And I really am a nurse that works with special need adults and children, and I had the world’s biggest puppy love feelings for Bobby’s mother. Right now I have about 16 chapters in outline form. The story is based on two kids who get to know each other online playing an on line game, then get to become real friends for many years. Each story part is labeled by the character who is narrating the story from his perspective: ======================================================================= Ricky I always hated Fridays at school. The other kids were talking about sleepover and play days, but the only thing I had to look forward to was being in trouble. To me, if I was older I would run away but really did not have any idea of a place to go. Several times I dreamed about running away to Niles creek and finding a cave to live in. It was almost time for recess. While all the other kids were getting ready and talking about playing freeze tag, during that time I was suppose to go to the office and see the nurse. Like I really need any one to tell me I was wet. I knew it. I could feel it as I sat in class. I even knew I was about to pee again in my pants but no one could tell. I could feel some pressure deep inside me. As I sat there waiting for the bell to ring I was hoping it would wait long enough to get to the office so the nurse could change me. I would have given anything to be like the other kids in the class. They never seem to have any problems with control or falling from being clumsy. Just as the bell rang to recess I wet myself and was thinking it was silly to go to the office as school was almost over. I did not need another note sent home about being this wet in school. I was already in enough trouble with my mother after being wet and having dirty pants. When she got me up this morning to get ready for school she told me she would deal with it after she got home from work tonight. As I watched the other kids playing another boy came up and we just talked, about how much fun it looked like. After a few minutes the bell rang for class again so I walked back to class and set down for the last period of the day, and I hated math class. I thought it was stupid to learn. After all, I was going to be a paratrooper; who needed math to jump out of air planes? During class I thought about getting up and leaving the class to go see the nurse to get dry pants from my box, but I was afraid to ask the teacher for permission to use the bathroom after seeing her send the last kid to the corner for asking in class, and especially this soon after recess. So I just sat there and tried to do what the teacher was doing on the board. Soon the day would be over and I could run home and change and do my chores and talk with my friends online while playing WoW [World of War Craft]. It was Friday and I knew my parents would be late as it was their payday and the went shopping first before coming home. My sister was at my aunt’s house, so no one would be home till about 6 P.M. After class I was talking with Bobby some more about his weekend plans and mine, but I lied and said I had none. I was feeling funny talking with him as wet as I was and was wiggling a little. I was hoping I would not leak and he would not know I was a wetter or a big baby as I was many times called. Finally, his bus came and he got on it and I started the walk home from school. I got home, did the chores I was supposed to do and sat down at the computer to talk with my friends online. I was safer there. No one had to know that I was a wetter and was in diapers most of the time. We talked about sleepovers on line but I had never been any place but home or to my aunt’s house when I was little. In fact, the only other place I had ever been was in the hospital a few years before. I sat down and turned on the computer then signed on to WoW to see who was on and my friends were there, so we sort of got to talking to each other and some one said we should go do SFK to see if we got any good drops of gear there. We spent the next hour talking and exploring the place and killing the bad guys. During this time I felt like I need to stop and go use the bathroom but at the time there was no way to leave safety and do so, and soon it was too late anyway as I rounded a corner we were jumped by monster. I jumped back, and just that second it was all over. I was sitting there filling my already soaked night pants. I looked at the time. I still had about an hour and a half and we were almost done with SFK, so I just kept playing with them. A short time later the front door burst open with my mother, and she had my sister in tow by her ear. Then she saw me sitting there in my school pants and there was no way to hide the fact I was very wet. Then she made a funny movement with her nose and threw my sister in to the corner as she yelled at me and grabbed my headset, throwing it as she nailed me by the ear, pulling me in to my bedroom yelling as loud as she could. She said I should have known better and I had better start using the bathroom for its intended purpose and not my pants or my bed at night. As she threw me into my room she told me to get my clothes off except for my pants and plastic pants. She rushed to the bathroom to fill the tub. She washed me off fast and told me to take a fast bath as we had to go now. She said she did not need to deal with a big baby right now. A few minutes later she was back in the bathroom and told me to get out and to get dried off then go to living room. She had clean clothes for me. She threw me a sweatshirt and told me to put it on, then to lay down on the floor where she put a fresh diaper on me and plastic pants. Then she told me to stand up, which I did, and I reached for my sweatpants. I got my hand slapped and was told I did not need them. She had to be able to check me at times to make sure I was dry and clean. She combined my hair and sent me out like that dressed to get into the car. She told my sister to run and use the bathroom and get in the car. She would deal with her later for cutting school all week. She made we walk out to the car in only a tee shirt and diapers on. As we went to get my father after dinner at McDonald’s we went home. I got a spanking again and was told I was too big to be going potty in my pants and my bed. My mother opened my closet and threw all the stuff onto the bed and told me I would sleep in there tonight until I learned to use the big potty. When most kids prayed for God to protect them I prayed to die, to be free of how I had to live as I fell asleep sucking my thumb with my pet monster held tight to me in a dark closet to keep the monsters’ away. Bobby It was a nice day. Today I made a new friend and could not wait to get home to tell my mother about this new boy I had talked with. The school nurse is not that bad. When I have to go see him he did not put me down for having to help me change my pants twice. He even hinted that there are several other kids here with the same problem but he would not name them. I felt really funny standing there talking with Ricky after school waiting for the bus. I could feel myself wetting but did not want to move too much until my body was all done. I was wondering what my new friend would think if he knew I had to wear diapers. Would he still be my friend or would he be like all the others and start to call me names after they found out? But I was almost home now. Then I could go put my stuff away and play on the computer. Maybe my other friends are online, too. God, it would be so nice to have someone to talk with about wetting issues and not be called names. Running into the house, my mother called me over and asked, “How was school today?” “Mom, it was great. Lots of nice kids, even one that seem different. The nurse seems okay, too.” “Okay Bobby, lie down on your pad and lets get you changed, okay, honey? Bobby, have you gone number two yet today?” “No, mommy.” “You know what the doctor said; if you do not go every three days we have to do...” “Yes, mommy.” “Okay, let’s get you washed up and get some dry pants on you. Bobby, do you have homework tonight?” “Yes.” “Do you want to wait until later and do it after dinner?” “Yes, mommy,” I said, jumping up and down. “Okay, now hold you legs up for me, okay, honey?” “Mommy, do we have to do that now?” “Yes, honey we need to do it now. We do not want to do it at bedtime. You do not want you to have messy pants during the night when you are asleep, do we?” “NO, mommy,” [thinking about the feelings last time I woke while filling my diaper in the night.] “Okay, honey, this will be a little cold,” as my mother slowly pushed a suppository into my bottom and way up inside, then pulled up a diaper and taped to tight to me. “Okay, honey, pull up your outer pants and go get a something to drink, okay? And young man, if you are going to be on the computer I want the drink in a bottle.” “Mommy, I do not need a baby bottle I am not a baby.” “No son, you are right about that part. By the way, can I take that 100.00 for the new keyboard out of your savings from the other night when you chose not to use a bottle, and you got excited and knocked your milk over on the new G15 keyboard?“ “Sorry, mommy. I know.” “Now hurry so you can get some play time in before we go get dinner and maybe a movie at the drive in, okay?” “Okay, mommy,” I said she watched me run to the kitchen and get a baby bottle, a “Bob the Builder” one, and filled it with Pepsi fast, then head to the computer. As I signed on to my WoW account I asked my mother if she would help me with a quest. “Not now, honey. Maybe in the morning I can do it.” “Okay, see if your friends from the last week will help you.” “Okay, mommy.” I logged on but did not see my friends online, so I just started to kill on a different quest. Then he saw in the lower screen that my friend “wetlord” came online. I asked him if he could help with SFK. Wetlord told me, “sure, but we need at least one more.” So we grouped and did some of the other quests for a few minutes when our other friend came online. We invited “stresswet” to join then and ask if he would help us in SFK. So off all three of us ran in the game to the start of SFK. As we unlocked the first door two of us rushed the bad guys while the third one stayed back a little and healed them as the attacked. After about 15 minutes I felt my body want to work from the thing my mother had given me. I called for my mother and ask her to play for me while I used the big potty, but mom told me she was busy getting things done and if we wanted to go to the movies tonight I had to use my diaper. “Mommy, I can’t.” “Young man, you did not have any problem the other night doing it, did you?” “Mommy, I was a asleep.” “Bobby, please do not lie to me. You may have been asleep when you started but you woke up, I bet.” “Mommy, how do you know?” “Honey, mommies have a way of knowing things [thinking about the noise my bed made while I touched myself, I bet.] Soon I could feel the pressure building up inside of my tummy, and I felt like I needed to pass gas. Then I got to thinking what would my friends would think if they knew I was about to act like a toddler and go potty in my pants. At about that time we got jumped by 5 big monsters, so we were fighting to stay alive when I felt the first strong cramp hit me like a brick. I started to cry a little, wanting my mother to be sure it is okay, but no way could she feel the pressure building up inside me. I could feel my bottom starting to spread open as the first of the poop started to enter my diapers. “So here goes,” I said. As I began pushing to make the pressure go away my bottom opened. I was rewarded with poop filling my diaper. The more I pushed the more poop came out. It felt warm and squishy against my bottom. I liked the feeling and pushed more, as I wanted to fill my diaper. “Gosh, this is just the best feeling, I’m going poop in my diaper pants and I like it, I like to poop my pants,” I said to myself . As I emptied my bowels my bladder opened up and I just relaxed and wet myself. My pee came out strong and steadily. Little was I trying to talk normal the whole time so the others would not know I wore diapers most of the time. About that time I could hear yelling at some one and it sounded like someone was getting yelled at for going potty in his pants. Then all of a sudden my friend was gone and there was no way the other two of us could stay alive, and we got killed in SFK. Soon my mother asked me if I was done and I told her, “yes, mommy.” My mother walked into the room and told me it was time for a bath. Then we would go get dinner out and go to a drive-in movie. She walked me down the hallway to the bathroom. She had me stand in the shower as she undressed me and then had me step out of my diapers so she could wash my bottom off before getting in to the bathtub. Soon I was playing in the bathtub for 20 minutes while my mother made my bed from last night and got me clean clothes to wear. Soon I was out of the tub and lying on my bed getting dry diapers on before I dressed myself the rest of the way. My mother watched as I reached for a special pair of sweatpants to wear. As she reached down and helped me tie my shoes and got her bag as we headed out of the house to the truck. Soon we were on the way to the store and she reached into her bag and brought out a closed cup for me to drink from as we made the long ride into town. Mom and I got into town and made a few stops to pay bills. We decided to do the shopping the next day as it was getting late and I wanted to see the new movie. We drove to Taco Bell and had 2 taco meals each and I had a large Pepsi to drink. On the way out to the truck Mom asked me how wet I was and asked if I could wait until we got to the movie for dry pants. As I jumped into the truck I said I could wait, and as luck would have it, we got hung up at an accident on the way to the drive- in, so it put us to the drive-in at almost dark. After we got the truck parked we decided to go get popcorn and drinks and maybe even a few hot dogs to eat during the movie. As we got back to the truck the lead-in was starting. We jumped into the truck and got the seats better for watching a movie. Soon I was feeling a little sick from the food and wanted to be taken to the bathroom to use it. Mom told me, “It’s okay, honey, just wet your diaper and I will change you later, okay?” “No, mommy, I do not have to pee.” “Honey, it is okay, really, just like you did while on the computer tonight; it will be okay.” As I started to cry my mother held me and told me just to lie down and put my head on her lap and relax and maybe it would pass as she rubbed my tummy. I knew it was no use, though, but I sort of liked the feeling like earlier today sitting at home acting like a toddler. I picked up my cup and started t sip from it. I could feel my bottom getting warm as I slowly filled my pants, I could even smell my wet diapers as I fell asleep during the movie. Next thing I knew my mother was changing me at home and putting me to bed with my bright orange pet monster to sleep with as she left and turned on my night light. Richard Thank God it was Friday. I just wanted the day over with as I had plans for the weekend. It had been a quite week at school. If it was not for the few kids that needed help during school with personal care it would be down right boring. I looked up and noticed the time. I thought I had had better get ready for Ricky. He was due in at recess to be checked and changed. He hated having to send the note home to his mother on progress each week; there never was any. I hate parents that address potty training issues. As I watched the clock count down then keep going, I wondered what had happened to Ricky during the last recess, so I walked out in to the office to see if he had gone home sick or any thing. Oh well, life goes on. As I finished up my paperwork for the week I took one last walk around the school. When I heard the bell ring I turned up the last hallway where I saw Ricky talking with Bobby, and wondered to myself if they knew each other, or even knew how much alike they were. I was sure as I watched from the showdown both need to be changed, but neither one headed for the office. I watched as they both walked to the bus stop then saw Bobby get on the bus and Ricky started to walk away from school. As I walked back to the office I threw the wet clothes from the day into a plastic bag and threw then in to my bag. It was easier for me to wash then at night then to send them to the homemaking class. As I turned and locked my door and turned in my drug key and signed out for the week I walked to my locker and got my coat and helmet. Heading for the parking lot, I took the cover off my bike, threw the wet clothing in the saddle bag, straddled the bike sitting down on the seat and wiggled a little. I brought the bike to life and headed for home. I got home, threw the clothing in the washer and walked in to the main part of my house, turned on my computer, walked over to the fridge and got a Pepsi. Then I walked back and signed on to my WoW account and looked to see who was online.