So Thats What You Did Last Summer -- (Author) plasticsounds
So Thats What You Did Last Summer -- (Author) plasticsounds
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Author: plasticsounds
Timestamp: Jul 29, 2014 at 11:56 PM
Content: INTRO
I have written two stories about diapers, neither one was ever published or posted. One was inappropriate for this site, and the oner was a rambling mess. This time, I have decided to follow the example of my fellow ADISC members and post a story as I am writing it. One ‘chapter’ at a time. Let’s see how this goes. So far it definitely seems less daunting than completing the whole story in one gulp. I have the basic outline in my head, but as it goes things might change.
The story will be PG at it’s worst. I am a fan of the loving AB/DL story (sometimes). The keywords are labeled as spoilers, in case you don't want to know where the story is headed. Like you have no idea.
Spoiler
Here are the eventual keywords for the whole thing:
-Diapers (obviously), all different types
-diaper usage (#1 only, I’m not a pooper)
-mild Regression
-pacifiers
-potty training
-all done with love
Also, and this is important. As much as I like the stereotypical diapering story (and this story does not stray far from the path), I also like to make fun of clichés. Please be tolerant with my attempts at humor. I am also thick skinned, so don’t hold back in the comments.
OK. Here I go.
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TITLE — So That’s What You Did Last Summer.
CHAPTER 1
Joan plopped down in the airplane seat exhausted from the preparations for her two week visit to her sister. It had been over a year since she saw Theresa, and she was glad she could just relax and enjoy the fresh air and wide open views from Theresa’s country home. Joan’s son Bobby was making the trip with her this year. It had been three years since his last summer visit with aunt Theresa, so he was excited to see her as well.
Minutes after the plane touched down, Joan and Bobby were herded off toward the baggage claim.
“You remembered to pack enough for two weeks, right?” Joan barked.
“Yes, mother. Remember, I used to make this trip by myself” Bobby said, annoyed.
“I remember. I am still trying to make up for all of the time I couldn’t spend with you because of work.” Joan said with sadness. “I hope this trip will give us a chance to make up for that.”
“I hope so too. I’ve really been looking forward to seeing aunt Theresa again.” Bobby said with anticipation. “Does Sarah still live with her?”
Sarah was Theresa’s daughter. When Sarah was very young, she had an accident. Due to a series of unfortunate medical mistakes, Sarah’s mental development was effected and she never recovered fully. Theresa, being the wonderful mother she was, cared for Sarah until she was able to move to a community home that gave Sarah a chance to live a life outside of her home. Theresa had mixed feelings about this, but Sarah’s happiness made the choice an easier one.
“No, honey.” Joan replied. “Sarah moved out earlier this year. I think your aunt is still a little sad. With your uncle being gone, Theresa is alone a lot nowadays.”
“Well then this trip will be good for her. Maybe two weeks is not enough.” Bobby said positively.
Just then the baggage claim began to move. After several minutes, only Joan’s suitcase had been retrieved. Concerned, Joan inquired with the airline to locate the missing duffel bag. After several minutes of asking, asking again, moving to another person, and eventually yelling, the bag was not located. Theresa had been waiting in the parking lot until she heard from Joan.
“Hello, Theresa?” Joan said into her handset. “You can come and get us now.”
“Did they find Bobby’s bag?” Theresa inquired.
“No!” Joan yelled. “I’m sorry sis. It’s just that air travel has gotten so difficult, and I am very tired. They said that they should find it soon and when they do they will have it delivered to your house.”
“That sounds like a plan.” Theresa replied, trying to sound positive. She started the car and headed to the terminal.
Within minutes, Theresa had picked up her sister and nephew and they headed off toward aunt Theresa’s house and a summer they would all never forget.
(DUM DUM DUUUUUUM!)
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Author: plasticsounds
Timestamp: Jul 31, 2014 at 9:17 AM
Content: Thank you for reading so far. I appreciate the input.
nray999, I will try not to disappoint. Just in case, prepare for the worst.
Working on Chapter 2 now.
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Author: plasticsounds
Timestamp: Aug 1, 2014 at 7:26 PM
Content: Chapter 2
CHAPTER 2
Aunt Theresa and her family moved to the fringes of society not long after Sarah was born. She and Uncle Hal had always been a part of the natural movement and felt that it was their connection to the trappings of modern society that caused the heartache of Sarah’s accident. They hadn’t “dropped out’ per se, they only felt the need to ‘drop in’ when necessity required it. Soon after moving, Uncle Hal fell ill and passed away. It was after Hal’s passing that Joan felt drawn to help her sister. But because of Joan’s job and the long hours it demanded, she decided to send Bobby in her place. The assumption was that he could help aunt Theresa around the house during the summer. That was the plan anyway.
“How have things been this summer?” asked Joan, attempting to change the subject from her airport experience.
“Everything has been great.” Theresa replied, feigning happiness. “A little lonely.”
“How is Sarah?” Joan asks.
“She has been very good. The community where she lives is perfect for her and she has really taken to the people there. She has certainly adjusted better than I have.” Theresa lamented. “I am so glad you and Bobby have come here. I’ve missed you, sis.”
Joan noticed the pain in Theresa’s voice. Out here in the wilderness, the feeling of isolation is significant. Without Sarah, or her husband, there was nobody for Theresa. Except, of course, Bear. Bear was a large Husky with boundless energy. Just keeping him out of trouble was a full time job for Theresa. The main thing is keeping Bear occupied, which usually means long walks in the wilderness. When he was there, that was Bobby’s job.
Bobby had been coming to visit aunt Theresa every year since he was 9 years old. His stays usually began when school ended and lasted the whole summer. Bobby’s only complaint was that he would not see his friends during those summers, but the laundry list of activities available to him in the open land near Theresa’s house made the summers go by quickly. The main job for Bobby was taking care of Bear. Some days he and Bear would leave in the morning for a walk and not return until dinner-time. It was obvious to all that they made a perfect team. Bobby also enjoyed his time with his older cousin Sarah. Her behavior mimicked his development, and despite their age difference, they were able to play well together. When he entered into his mid-teens, his stays shortened to just a few weeks and he eventually stopped coming. Theresa was sad to see Bobby grow out of his interest in visiting her, but she was kept company by Sarah, until she, too moved away. Joan began to visit for a few days at a time over the last couple of summers. As much as Theresa appreciated the visits, it wasn't enough to distract her from the emptiness of the home. For most of the year, Bear was all that Theresa had to occupy her time. Bear was affected by the absence of Bobby. Theresa was just too old to take Bear for the long walks that Bobby would do and the result was a much more sedentary dog.
None of that mattered now. With the arrival of Joan and Bobby, loneliness seemed a distant memory.