Part 4

                                    

                                          
But it's already really wet," I said still whispering. Mandi wasn't saying these things in anyway trying to shame or embarrass me. She was really nice n sensitive. Instinctively I knew she was a friend. "What if she finds out," I was asking as my body ended the dance and began the crossing of the legs and balling of the fists. Then came that first squirt and I began flooding my already soaked diaper overwhelming it. My pajamas began absorbing the overflow and I found myself standing there an ice cream cone in my hand in obviously wet pajamas and a soaked diaper. "Dawn Frankie just wet his diaper again" came my sister's accusing voice. How she knew i have no idea to this day. Followed by Bri's laughter n my denial. I yelled, "Shut up, I did not," I protested. "Frankie", Dawn's voice cut off, "Oh good grief you're soaked. I thought you were such a big boy. That's what you told me. Looks like you need a diaper for more than just bed." I started protesting even more but she cut me off. "You've just wet your diaper twice in twenty minutes and you're wide awake. Why didn't you tell me, that's not what big boy's do," she finished. Apologizing was all I could think to of, "I'm sorry," I said. Amanda tried covering for me again, "he just didn't want to embarrass himself," she offered on my behalf a second time. "Amanda he should be more embarrassed about wetting his diaper like a baby than asking to go potty like a big boy". Okay looks like we've got to go now. I need to find somewhere to buy more diapers on the way home," her words cut me to the core. If I understood my situation right Dawn was gonna make me wear a diaper all day. "No I don't need anymore, there's almost a whole pack at home," I reminded her. "Kiddo your parents will be gone for two weeks. You don't have enough to keep you that long," she said as we piled in the car. "is Frankie gonna have his diaper changed," Mandi's sister Bri wanted to know. "Pipe down Brianna," her mom said finally stepping in and shutting up her brat. On our way home we passed a shopping center with a 24 hr. Walgreens in it. "Oh there you go Dawn, Walgreens," Kerri told her. "Oh perfect," she responded and turned in. She jumped out n said, "be right back." Waiting for Dawn in the car my sister and her evil friend continued to tease me mercilessly only Mandi coming to my defense. Then and I couldn't believe it, Kerri her mom actually chastised her for defending me. Saying, "little boys that can't keep their pants dry need to be in diapers." Just then I saw Dawn emerge from the Walgreens with the largest box of Pampers size 6 that's sold. Morose I watched as she walked to the back of the jeep and pulled down the tail gate. She put the diapers on it and opened the box pulling one out. "Frankie come here kiddo, " she called. Carole in obvious delight announced, " Frankie's getting his diaper changed" as she and Bri laughed in delight. I tried to resist crying out, "no". But in horror I realized that no matter what I did I was going to get my diaper changed right here and now. I got out and went to her at the back of the truck rather than attract more unwanted attention. Fortunately it was beginning to get completely dark out. I hoped that might obscure me a bit. The parking lot had only a moderate amount of customers milling about. Dawn positioned me with my back to the tail gate bent in front of me putting us at eye level. Then she reached out n pulled down my pajama bottoms exposing my diaper for everyone to see. And of course right on cue here comes some lady from Walgreens with three kids all around my age. "Mommy look that boys wearing diapers," said the girl. "No he's getting it changed," said the boy my age. Their Mom hushed them as Dawn lifted me sitting on to the tail gate. "Lay down," she commanded me pushing me gently backwards. Then she started with her baby talk charming me again. "We can't have little Frankie Frank all wet and yucky can we, no. Let's get you out of that all wet didee," and she untaped it from me. "Upsy daisy," she said lifting my ankles she removed my soaked diaper and placed a dry new one under me. "Lets clean Frankie up," she said while she stabbed my privates with a baby wipe. "We don't want you getting a bad rash do we." Then she powdered me up and pulled the front of the diaper through my legs and taped me securely in. "There we go, isn't that better," she asked in a lulling voice. Feeling like I was hypnotized i answered, " yeah". Carole n Bri were going wild with laughter in the back seat having been able to watch most of my disgrace even though they were warned t mind their own business. Only Amanda stuck up for me telling her sister and mine to, "shut up and leave him alone." To which her sister accused her, "oh Mandi likes Frankie, do you wanna go out with a diaper boy" "Come on now," Dawn said as she lifted me to my feet. Continuing said," go on now get in." "What about my jamms," I asked. "Frankie you soaked them, you'll have to wait until we get home. For the rest of the ride home I sat in the back with the girls teasing me all the way in just my diaper and my pajama top on. Pulling in the driveway as we got home all my friends were gathered in front of Josh's house across the street. They all came running when we pulled up. They started peeking in the car before we even had a chance to get out. "Frankie's wearing diapers, Frankie's wearing diapers came the shouts along with hysterical laughing. I yelled, " shut up and heard Amanda telling them to, "leave him alone." It didn't matter i was toast. My life home and at school would be ruined. I entered the house to the chant of "Frankie is a diaper boy". "Frankie why don't you go up n put on some nice dry pj bottoms," Dawn advised. "Why," I said, "everyone saw me already. Nobody's gonna ever even wanna play with me again now." I started crying. "I'll hang out with you, " Mandi said.I could see the empathy in her face. She felt horrible for me. "Thanks," I told her, " you'll be the only one". "Nobody else is ever gonna wanna play with me agin". "To them I'm just diaper boy," I exclaimed tears rolling down my face. "Oh little Frankie Frank, do you really think you're the ony kid who has to wear diapers"?. "I'll bet at least three of your friends over there wear them at least for bedtime," Dawn said confidently. "So they keep it secret, everyone knows I do," I blubbered. Still confident she added, "it'll be fine you'll see." " I'm going to bed," I announced and left for my room. Jumping up on my bed my plastic sheet announcing my arrival and I cried myself to sleep.