MARC AND FRED’S AVENTURES
Chapter 8
Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred
Author:
bebemanu ([email protected])
Date:
October 2005
Translation:
bebemanu ([email protected])
Date:
November 2005
Public: All
public
Copyright:
bebemanu © 2005
Publication:
Tbkingdom.com © 2005 (for the French version)
Deeker.com © 2005 (for the English version)
Summarized:
A young boy tells, how his mother, put him back in diapers, at 11 years old.
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Fred went
down and arrived in the living room where his father and his brother were. He
advanced towards his little brother and Fred said to him:
-Marc, mom
await you to equip you.
-I go there.
Marc answered.
He rose and
went up to join his mother in his room. Fred sat down beside his father who
looked him whit an amused air. He leaned towards him and put his head on his
knees. Claude smiles to see his 11 year old big boy diapered and dressed like a
5 year old little boy to come there and hug him by sucking his thumb. He
doesn’t say anything and let him do. A few minutes later, Fred turned to his
father and said to him:
-Dad, could
I spend all my weekends equipped like that?
Claude was
surprised by Fred’s question and answered him:
-As well,
here is a funny idea. Why do you want to spend your weekends equipped and
dressed like a toddler?
-Because I
like to be equipped like that. Fred answered timidly.
-And well...
If I had known that one day my son would ask to become again a little boy, or a
baby, I wouldn’t have believed it. What do you like in the fact of being
equipped and dressed like a little boy my darling?
-All.
-How that?
-I like to
have a diaper on my buttocks, and to have clothes like those there, with
drawings above.
-I see.
Therefore, if I well understand, you would like to be able to spend all your
weekends with a diaper, equipped and dressed like a little boy?
-Yes dad...
Fred answered while reddening.
-And well,
that has at least the merit to be clear.
-You well
want dad?
-I don’t
know my darling. It’s not the kind of things which I expected.
-Please.
-And if we
must leave, or if ever we are invited somewhere?
-And well I
will go, equipped and dressed like that.
-With a
diaper and baby clothes?
-Yes. I
don't care that the others could see that I have a layer, and that they think
that I’m still a baby.
-And well...
I really didn’t expect that. Listen to me Fred, I say myself neither yes, nor
not. I will speak about it seriously with mom, and we will take a decision. Ok?
-Ok dad.
Fred
lengthened and took again the course of the television serial.
Marc just
came in his room where his mother awaited him.
-What is
there mom?
-Nothing
special my darling. I wanted just that you go up so that I equip and dress you
to go to the supermarket.
-Oh, okay. I
wondered why you called me.
-Then, what
will I well be able to put to you?
Camille
opened the door of the cupboard, and looked on the racks. She was turned over
30 seconds later, with Marc’s clothes in the hand. She put them with the foot
of the bed, and said to Marc:
-Well, let
us seeing in which state is this big baby.
She caught
Marc by the waist and lengthened him on the bed. Marc twisted laughter under
the few tickles of his mother. She removed his pyjamas to him, then opened his
onsie, and pull down his plastic pant.
-Well, you
really need a diaper change my darling. Your diaper is soaked. It’s the effect
of the breakfast.
She withdrew
his diaper to him, took wipes and cleaned him as if he was yet only a 3 year
old little boy. Marc let himself do, because he liked well that we occupies of
him that kind.
Once he was
clean, and that she had closed his diaper, she threaded his plastic pant, then
his onsie, and said to him:
-Well! How
will we dress this baby today?
-I don’t
know mom. Marc answered while smiling.
-Me I know!
-Oh, really?
And how will you dress me?
-As a baby,
quite simply.
Marc started
to laugh and asked his mother:
-How is
dress a baby mom?
-You’ll know
it very quickly my darling. Don’t move, I come back in 5 minutes.
Camille left
the room, and went up to the attic. It’s there that she arranged clothing which
wasn’t useful, or more. She excavated in several paperboards, and ended up
finding what she sought. She looked at clothing attentively that she had under
the eyes, and thinks that they should still suit to Marc. She took the
paperboard and went down again. When she came in Marc’s room, this one required
of his mother:
-What is it
mom?
-Your
clothes my treasure.
-My clothes?
Which ones?
-Those which
you wore before.
-Show me!
-2 seconds,
please!
Camille
inspected the contents of the paperboard and left what to dress Marc. When Marc
saw what his mother had in the hands, he looked at her and says to her:
-You will
put that to me? But it’s too small mom!
-But not, my
darling. When you put them, it was too large for you. Then now, that should
suit you.
Camille had
left dark green trousers, with elastic size. On these trousers were snaps all
along the legs. She had also left a red sweat shirt which had a zip fastener on
the left shoulder. Above, there was a drawing of Winnie. Camille started by
threading a pair of socks with Marc. She put to him socks with small rabbits
above. Then she took the trousers, and threaded it to him. She passed it over
his diaper, and it could note that this one suited him perfectly. It also
moulded very well his diaper. She asked him to sit down on the edge of his bed,
and slipped on the sweat shirt to him. She capped him, and says to him:
-Well,
you’re ready!
Marc rose,
and put himself in front of the mirror of his cupboard. He burst to laugh when
he saw himself.
-Oh, that’s
cool! I really seem like a baby like that!
-But you’re
a baby my darling! His mother said by taking him in her arms and by kissing
him.
-Moreover,
it’s seen well that I have a diaper.
-Yes, that,
you cannot hide it.
Marc walked
a little in front of the mirror and seen that his diaper moved with each step,
and that his trousers wouldn’t dissimulate anything. He looked at his
sweatshirt and saw that this one arrived just with the lower part of the belt.
He walked again while being looked in the mirror, and saw that he now had the
step of a real baby. He was glad to be dressed like that. He kissed his mother
and went down to join his brother and his father in the living room. When he
came in the living room, Fred who been able to prevent oneself from smiling, by
seeing his little brother dressed like that. He smiles to him and says to him:
-As well,
you’re lucky to have clothing like that.
-Yes. Mom
gone to seek them in the attic.
Claude was
turned over and been able to prevent himself from laughing when he saw Marc’s
clothing.
-Come to see
me there my darling. He said to him.
Marc put
himself in front of his father and said to him:
-What is
there dad?
-I want to
look at you. It shows to me odd you both to dress like little boys. It would be
said that you have 3 and 5 years old.
-Me I like!
Marc answered.
-Me too!
Fred answered.
Marc settled
on the other side of his father, and put himself in his arms. When Camille came
in the living room, she was amused to find his 3 men in the settee. She was
able to prevent herself from taking the camera for immortaliser this moment.
The boys didn’t move and once the photo made, they insisted both so that their
mother takes them in photograph each one their turn. They took various
positions, of which some showed clearly that they had a diaper under their
trousers. At one moment, they wanted to even lower their trousers so that their
mother takes them I in layer. They didn’t do it, but Camille says to them that
it had just equipped them. But she had to promise to them to take pics of them
this evening, when they will be in layer and onsie, and as once as they will be
washed, diapered for the night and in pyjamas. Camille asked them to put their
shoes and their windbreaker, and they gone out of the house.
Fred was
going to go up in front of the car, as usually, when his mother says to him:
-Fred!
-Yes mom?
You go up behind my darling please.
-Why?
Usually I go up in front of the car, with you.
-I know, but
today you go up behind.
-But why
mom?
-But quite
simply because the babies don’t have the right to go up in front of the car.
-But I’m not
a baby mom!
-Really not?
Then can you explain me why you are dressed like a little boy and also what
you’re wearing under your trousers, and which are wet?
Fred made a
great smile to his mother and says to her:
-Ok, I am a
baby and I go up behind…
-Ah, this is
wiser.
-But
nevertheless I like to have a diaper and to be dressed like today.
-We start to
know it my darling.
Fred went up
behind, with his brother. They attached both their safety belt, and Camille
took the road of the supermarket. Camille parked the car near one of the
entries of the supermarket. Marc went to seek a caddie and joined his mother
and his brother. Camille smiled to see him walking, because he had really a
baby step, and his trousers didn’t hide anything. Everyone could see that Marc
was diapered. The trousers of Fred hid his layer a little more than Marc’s one,
but without more. But obviously, neither one, nor the other worried to be
diapered in full day at their age. We could have said that they even found that
normal.
Once entered
in the shopping mall of the supermarket, Fred asked his mother if they could go
to make a turn in the ray of the toys and CD. Camille answered them not.
-But why
mom? Usually we have the right to go there! Fred asked.
-And well,
from now, you don’t have any more the right.
-Why, mom?
Marc asked.
-Because
this week-end, you are 2 little boys who wear diapers and whom the little boys
don’t only walk alone in the stores.
-Please mom!
Fred asked.
-Not! It’s
not worthwhile to insist.
-Then, me, I
go up in the caddy! Marc said.
Camille
looked at him and said to him:
-Ok, but
like you want to go up in the caddy, you will go up in the child’s seat.
Marc looked
at his brother and his mother with large round eyes, and started to redden.
-But I will
not go up inside of this mom?
-You have to
know what you want Marc. If you want to go up in the caddy, it’s in the child’s
seat, or nothing.
-Ok… He
answered while reddening more.
Camille took
him under the arms it put Marc’s feet in the holes of the grid of the caddy. To
the great surprise of Marc, he gets up in the child’s seat without problems…
His mother looked him while smiling and said to him:
-And well,
it has been at least 4 years that you didn’t go up any more in the caddies’
child’s seat…
-Oh, it’s
not badly to be sat there.
-Yes, but
people will look at you and wonder what a child of your age does sited in the
child’s seat.
-I don't
care! Me I like to be sat there. He answered while reddening.
Camille
again pushed the caddy, but with, this time, a little more difficulties,
because Marc was nevertheless rather heavy, although he doesn’t seem his age.
It’s true that people, who don’t know it, would give him approximately only 6
years, whereas he just turned eight. Fred walked beside the caddy, and said to
himself that his little brother was lucky to still be able to sit down in the
child’s seat of the caddy. They crossed the shopping mall, and it’s true that
certain people were turned over on their passage. People smiled to see a boy
like Marc sitting in the child’s of the caddy. Moreover, he was sucking his
thumb, which amplified its pace of baby. At one moment, Fred took refuge behind
his mother. His mother realized there, and asked him:
-Why do you
hide you Fred?
-Because
there is a friend of mine a little further in front. Camille stopped, was
turned over towards Fred, and said to him:
-Listen me
my darling, it’s you who chose to want to wear some diapers during one day.
Then it’s necessary that you assume it. It’s absolutely not used for nothing to
hide you. On the contrary, that will appear even odder to your friend, and he
is likely to wonder why you hide you.
-Yes, but if
he realizes that I wear a diaper?
-And well
you can answer him that you have problems with your bladder, or to tell him the
truth.
-If I tell
him the truth, He’s likely to repeat it to everyone at school.
-It’s a risk
my darling.
-And then,
there is also the way in which I’m dressed. I wear baby clothes. He’s likely to
wonder why I’m dressed like a 5 year old little boy.
-Ah, there,
I can’t help you. It’s you who wanted to be dress like a little boy.
-I know
mom... Fred answered while reddening.
-Don’t
worry. You will see what he will say to you if you cross him in the store. To
less than you want to go to his advance? That will undoubtedly appear less odd
to him.
-Yes, but
you said that as this weekend we were babies, and that we have to stay with
you.
-And well I
will make exception.
-It’s true?
I can go to see whether Anthony is with the ray of video games? Because I know
that he goes there in theory.
-Yes, my big
baby, you can go to see whether your buddy is over there. But go to butchery in
30 minutes.
-Ok mom.
-And me mom,
I want to go there too! Marc said.
-No Marc.
You, you stay here... You wanted to go up in the caddy, then you stay it the
caddy.
-It’s
unjust! Why Fred could to go to the video games, and not me?
-Because it
is like that, and not differently!
Marc started
to be sulky, and Camille started to make his purchases quietly.
Fred moved
towards the toys ray, and looked at if his buddy were there. He went then to
the ray of the books, and found his buddy sat by ground, spirit of reading an
album of Ball and Bill. He approached him and said:
-Hello
Anthony.
-Hello,
Fred. Are you well?
-Yes and
you?
-Yeah. You
came to do the purchases with your parents?
-Yes. My
mother wanted well that I come to the video games or books ray.
-Cool. You
want to read a little?
-Oh… And
well, I would prefer to make part of video game…
-Ok! No
problem.
Anthony
closed his book, rose, and they moved towards the video games ray. They had
chance, because nobody was playing with the consoles of demonstration. They
chose the console on which a cars game was running. They were quietly playing
since good fifteen minutes when Fred felt a desire of pee. He was let himself
go in his diaper as if nothing were, and most naturally of the world. Fred
liked the feeling of the urine heat which got to him when that it spreads in
the diaper. He was carefully to have no leaks, because he had nevertheless
already made pee once in his diaper. He continued to play, and noticed all the
same that his diaper had inflated and taken volume. He also wanted to poop, but
hold it a maximum because he didn’t want that we could notice it by the odour
that that would release.
During this
time, Camille made his purchases quietly, and Marc was always in the caddy’s
child seat. Time with other, he sucked his thumb, and that caused to make smile
people whom they crossed in the rays. Ah one moment, he put his head against
his mother who asked him:
-What does
it arrive to you my darling?
-I just made
pee mom.
-And well,
there is nothing low registers to that my darling. You have a diaper, and it’s
made for that.
-Yes but I
believe well that I have leaks…
-You believe
that you have leaks? Show that to me. Camille answers by putting his hand
between hopper legs. She was able to prevent herself from noting that Marc’s
trousers were actually wet between the legs.
-Marc, how
many times do you have make pee in your diaper?
-I made four
or five times mom. Why?
-And well
that means that these diapers are not adapted any more to your size.
-But yes
mom, they fit me very well.
-I don’t
speak about the size of the diaper compared to you, but of his absorption
compared to the number of pees that you made inside since I put it to you.
-Oh, ok…
That means
that if, with dad, one let you wear diapers all the weekends, it will be
necessary that I buy to you some diapers more absorbing. But good, you will
finish those for the night, and we will get information with pharmacy to know
what is done of good for the boys of your age.
-Ok mom…
Camille
continued his purchases, and Marc didn’t worry too much about the leaks which
he had. During this time, Fred was always spirit to play with his buddy
Anthony, on the video game console. He was so impregnated play which he didn’t
noticed that he just again made pee in his diaper. He should be believed that
Fred had found his reflexes of little boy, and that his bladder didn’t raise
any more questions. At one moment, his watch rang. He looked at Anthony and
said to him:
-It’s time
for me to join my mother.
-Ok Fred, no
problem. It was sympathetic, and I like to play with you.
-Yes, me
too.
-Good, I
leave you, because if not my mother will thunder me if I am late.
-Wait I will
join mine too.
-Cool…
The two boys
circulated in the rays and realized that their mothers were at the same place.
Camille was with butchery, and Anthony’s mother was with the pork-butchery.
-Well, see
you Monday Fred.
-Ok, not of
problem Anthony.
Camille who
had seen Fred saying goodbye to his buddy, called him and said to him:
-Fred, that
would please to you to invite your friend to sleep at home the next weekend?
-Oh yes mom.
That would be great! Me I agree, but front, I must tell you a thing.
-Ah? Then I
listen to you mom.
-Don’t
forget that Wednesday, you have an appointment with the urologist, and perhaps
that you will wear diapers every evening since this day.
-I know mom.
-I say that
to you, because if you don’t want to invite your buddy to sleep at home because
of that, I would understand it very well.
-No mom, I
don't care. I will say to him that I wear diapers to sleep, and I will explain
to him why.
-Very well.
In this case, you can go to propose it to him.
Fred made a
great smile with his mother and moved towards his buddy and his mother. He put
himself beside them. Anthony’s mother made him a smile and said to him:
-Hello
Frederic. How are you?
-Hello
Madam. I’m well, thank you. My mom sends me to ask to you whether Anthony could
sleepover at home the next weekend.
-And well,
it’s nice of your share to invite it. What do you think of it Anthony? You want
to go to spend the next weekend in your friend’s house?
-Yes mom, I
would like.
-Then it’s
ok. You will spend the next weekend with them.
-Thank you
mom! Anthony answered to his mother while kissing her.
Fred was
going to set out again towards his mother when his friend’s mother called him.
-Frederic!
Fred was
turned over and says:
-Yes Madam?
-please, can
you ask your mom to call me in the evening?
-Of course,
I make him the commission.
-Thank you
very much. Good afternoon.
-Thank you,
you too. See you later Anthony.
-See you
Fred.
Fred
left to join his mother who had left the ray to go to seek detergent. Fred felt
like a glance on him, but he didn’t dare to be turned over on himself. He
wondered whether his friend had noticed that he was wearing a diaper, and
wondered also what he could think well of him wearing some little boy’s stuffs.
It was seems badly at ease and ashamed of being in this behaviour at his age.
It’s true that it wasn’t a current thing to see a young 11 year old boy,
dressed like a 5 year old little boy, and who carried relatively conspicuous a
diaper under his trousers. Fred turned in the first ray and felt a little
better. He didn’t dare to look at people whom he crossed in order not to cross
their glance. He was going to change ray to join his mother when he heard a
voice.
-Hello
Frederic.
He stopped,
was turned over and looked at the person who just said him hello. When he saw
who it was, he became very white and doesn’t know anymore what to do. He seized
again himself and answered politely.
-Hello Miss
Dermont.
-It’s the first
time that I cross you in the supermarket.
-I don’t
come often, it is for that.
After having
thrown a rapid glance to Fred, she answered him with a light amused smile and
by making him a wink:
-Well, I
leave you with your occupations, because you advanced of a decided step. Spend
a good weekend. See you Tuesday.
-Thank you
Miss, you too. See you Tuesday.
Fred was red
of shame and hastened to change ray. When he arrived beside his mother, this
one saw that there was something which didn’t go.
-What does it
arrive to you Fred? You’re very red.
-Nothing
special mom, I just crossed my maths teacher.
-Oh, I
understand better.
-And I’m
sure that she saw that I’m wearing a diaper.
-Fred, it
would really necessary to be blind not to see that you’re wearing a diaper
under your trousers.
-It’s wet;
it’s for that that it is seen well.
-Yes, it’s
even certain. And what did you said to your professor?
-Nothing,
She just said me hello; make me a smile and a wink while saying to me “See you
Tuesday”.
-And well,
there was more for fear of evil.
-Yes.
-Very well,
now, direction the cashier.
Marc was
always sat in the child’s seat, and was sucking his thumb. When the cashier saw
him; she been able to prevent oneself from outlining a small smile, and of
saying.
-And well,
here is a very wise little boy.
Marc hid in
the arms of his mother and didn’t know anymore what to do.
-Yes, this
big baby didn’t want to walk, and then I put him in the child’s seat.
-You’re
right. He’s very nice like that, and we would say almost a baby.
-You don’t
believe so well to say.
Fred helped
his mother to put the purchases in the bags, and to put them in the caddy.
Camille paid, and they moved towards the car. Camille opened the trunk, and
helped Fred to put the bags in the trunk. She bringer Marc out from the caddy
and put his on his safety seat before attaching him to it. During this time,
Fred went to arrange the caddy.
Marc let
himself do like a baby, and found even that pleasant. Camille saw that Marc was
indeed well wet. A beautiful wet aureole took shape of sound between legs until
the medium of his buttocks. Camille looked at him and said:
-Marc, it
will be necessary that you relearn to ask to be changed.
-Why do you
tell me that, mom?
-Because
your diaper fled, and that your trousers are wet.
-It’s not my
fault if my diaper doesn’t absorb enough.
-I know
Marc, but you have a baby diaper, and it doesn’t absorb enough for a little boy
like you.
-Then what
will we do, mom?
-We’ll do
what I said you presently, my darling. To buy another mark of diaper to you,
which will have an absorption more adapted, to the children of your age.
-And pampers
that you bought to me, what will we do of them?
-And well,
you will finish them the evening, to sleep.
-It means
that I will continue to spend the day in diapers?
-Perhaps the
weekend, considering you like that to play the babies during the weekend.
-Oh yes,
it’s so cool mom. And I like when you deal with me like baby.
-I had
noticed it!
-Mom,
couldn’t I wear diaper all the time?
-Sorry, you
can repeat Marc?
-Couldn’t I
wear diapers all the time? He timidly repeated while reddening.
-Listening
me well my darling. That you wear diapers at night, it’s ok, because you’re a
bedwetter. It avoids you to awake in a soaked bed. That you spend the weekend
diapered, still passes. That doesn’t disturb me too much. But that you wear
some 24/7, there I don’t agree.
-Why mom?
-Marc, do
you see yourself to go to the school diapered?
-And well
that wouldn’t disturb me… He said while reddening more.
-And what
would you say to your buddies?
-That I have
to wear diapers because I am sick.
-If I
understand well, you want to lie to them?
-Yes…
-Then that,
it’s out of question Marc!
-But mom…
-There’s no
but. You will not wear diapers 24/7, and even less to go to school!
-Then I could
wear some at that the evening and the weekend?
-For the
evening, it’s already done it seems to me. But for the weekend, I have to speak
again about it with dad this evening. Because it nevertheless astonishes me
that boys of your age, and especially Fred, want to spend all their weekends
like that.
-It’s
because we like that mom.
-And why do
you like that?
Fred who
arrived at this time there asked his mother:
-Why do we
like what?
I asked your
brother to explain me why you wanted to spend all your weekends in diapers. And
he answered me that it’s because you like that. Then I asked him why you liked
that.
Fred looked
at his brother with a small smile and answered his mother.
-For several
reason mom.
-Oh, really?
And which one I request from you?
-And well
it’s more comfortable than a slipway. We don’t have to occupy us to go to the
toilets. Because that keep hot, and then because I like to seem like a baby.
Camille
looked at Fred and Marc, a little surprised by the answer which his son had
just given her. She thinks that she had seen just when she thought that Fred
was jealous of Marc.
-And well, I
thank you for your Fred frankness. But I hope that you realize well of what you
just said to me?
-Yes mom. I
like to wear diapers and to seem like a baby, and I like to make pee inside
when I have a diaper.
-Very well,
it’s clear for me. I would speak again about it with dad this evening, and we
will take our decision. But I hope that you will not ask me for the same thing
as your brother.
-What did he
ask you?
-To wear
diapers 24/7. Night and day, even to go to school.
-What? But
you are insane Marc? And if ever your buddies know it they will make fun of
you.
-It’s what I
wanted to render comprehensible to him. But in any event, it’s out of question
which he wears diapers 24/7, and even less to go to school. Well, we will see
all that this evening with dad. Now, goes up by car, Fred. It’s still necessary
that we go to central pharmacy.
-What will
we do there, mom?
-To buy
diapers for the babies of the age of your brother. Camille answered by making a
wink to Fred.
-But, mom,
he already has some diaper at home.
-I know, but
like his diaper fled, I will take a model more absorbing to him, for this
weekend.
-Oh, ok mom…
-Fred got up
in the car, fastened his safety belt, and they took the downtown direction.
Arrived
downtown, Camille was parked with a score of meters of the central pharmacy.
Fred was killing from the car when his mother said to Marc.
-You await
us here Marc.
-But why
mom?
-Because you
wet your trousers like a little boy who makes pee in his diapers.
-But I can
go down nevertheless.
-No Marc,
you await us in the car.
-Ok mom...
He answered sadly.
Camille went
down from the car and crossed the street accompanied by Fred. Fred pushed the
pharmacy’s door and Camille benefited from it to put his hand on Fred’s
buttocks. Fred stopped net and said to his mother:
-But what do
you do mom?
-I check if
your diaper isn’t wet too much.
-No, it’s
ok. But I start to want to make pee.
-Where is
the problem Fred? It seems to me that you have a diaper, no?
-Yes, but
I’m afraid which the leaks.
-Oh, I
understand. Then hold yourself if you can.
They came in
the pharmacy and awaited their turn. Same young man that the last time
approached them, and greeted them.
-Hello
Madam.
-Hello Sir.
-What can I
do for you today?
-Well, I
would liked diapers very absorbing, for my 8 year old son.
-Very well.
What does he usually wears?
-Some
Pampers baby Dry size 6.
-Indeed,
absorption isn’t adapted to a boy of his age. Then, I can propose to you the
same ones than for your elder son.
-Very well,
I trust you. Is the size the same one?
-Yes,
completely. It’s the Small size.
-In this
case, give me in two packages please.
-Very well.
Do you need another thing?
-Yes, I
would like to know where I can find special clothing.
-Which kind
of clothing exactly?
-The
clothing equipped with snaps between the legs.
-I have a
catalogue here, on which you will find what you seek. I will entrust it to you
for this weekend. But especially, think to bring it back to me Monday.
-Ok, don’t
worry; I will bring it back to you Monday morning, without fault.
-Very well.
I will seek you the diapers.
The salesman
disappeared in the back shop, and returned a few moments later with the two
packages to the hand.
-Here for
you.
-How much do
I owe you? Camille asked.
-It will
cost to you 41,80 euros.
Camille paid
the diapers and said to Fred.
-Fred, can
you take the packages of diapers my darling?
-Yes mom, of
course.
-Thank you
Sir, Goodbye, and good weekend. They said while leaving.
-Thank you,
you in the same way.
Camille and
Fred crossed the street and regained the car. Fred put the two packages of
diapers in the trunk and got up in the car. Marc asked to his mother:
-Mom, what
kind of diapers did you bought to me?
-You will
see it little curious.
-Please,
mom... You nevertheless could say it to me!
-You will
see it when we will be at home and that I would change you.
-Ok mom...
Everyone
fastened his safety belt, and they took the way to go back home…