Charlie Part 12

Charlie Part 12
By Captain J
CaptainJ46@yahoo.com

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Part 12

Down in the laundry room, Charlie watched as Kathy loaded the washer with his clothes after sorting them, into colors Vs white Vs permanent press piles. "How much detergent do you put in?" he asked, "no one ever taught me how to do this..."

"Well first you have to sort them Charlie, this pile is colored shirts and shorts and if you had any blue jeans down here they'd go in the same pile; those get washed in 'Warm' water. The white stuff except for dress shirts gets 'Hot' water and also bleach if needed; depends on how dirty it is and that pile is permanent press shirts and pants and they go in 'Warm' like the colored stuff. If there were socks those get washed separately except white ones; same thing with towels or sweat pants or sweat shirts. Socks, towels and sweats have too much lint to mix with other things; especially in the dryer. And if you put something like them in with dress pants; they'd be stuck to the pants when you took them out due to static electricity. But in answer to your question with this liquid detergent; you use up to here on the measuring cup for a regular size load; here for a small load, or here for an extra large load." Then showed him the dials on the machine and how much would equal different size loads in the washer basket.

"That's simple enough; I wonder why no one ever told me that; I could have done my own stuff."

"I don't know Charlie; I guess some women don't like men doing laundry because if you mess up you can ruin clothes. Some fabrics will shrink in hot water and some clothes will have other problems, especially if you put bleach in the wrong load. Almost all colored clothes are 'color safe' anymore and this type of bleach wouldn't hurt them anyway. Chlorine based bleach would ruin them though. Some women don't like men messing in their kitchens either, and I have no explanation for that one either. All the top chef's in the world are men. My Dad's a really good cook and Mom loves it when he decides to fix dinner, that's just one she doesn't have to make. But my Grandmother won't allow ANY man in her kitchen to cook; heck she doesn't even like it when my mother tries to do anything in there. I guess that's 'her' space and she doesn't want 'anyone' messing around in there."

"Well that's stupid; you'd think she'd appreciate someone helping?"

"Not her; and not some other women I know. Don't ask me to explain it better, because I can't! I agree with you, anyone helping should be appreciated and everyone should know how to do all the basic things to get along on their own. Like this laundry. If they'd taught you how to do it; you could have helped with it for everyone in the family; but they didn't so you ran out of shorts. What were they planning on doing when you moved out? Bring your clothes home for them to wash or take them to a commercial laundry? That's just stupid."

"Kathy? Thanks for taking care of me when I wet myself. I just lost it for a while and couldn't think straight. I was doing so good and then suddenly that happened and my brain just locked up on me. You got me through it though and I really appreciate it."

"Charlie, that's why I'm here with you, to get you past these small problems. I'm here to help you when you need it; not to supervise you or any of that stuff. Besides, I need to help my best friend when he's brain-locked, we can't be having him like that can we..." <giggle>

"No <chuckle> that would be really bad to be stuck like that, who knows what could happen... But thanks anyway..."

"You're very welcome Charlie, now we have about 30 minutes to kill until this wash load is done. What would you like to do?"

"I don't know, I guess we should stay down here near the laundry room. How about we play ping pong, I'm not very good, but it's better than sitting around; at least I'll be moving."

"OK you're on." She replied.

They started out slow just hitting the ball back and forth until they were warmed up. "OK let's play a game then," she said smiling. It appeared they were pretty evenly matched.

Charlie served first and she immediately noticed he was holding the paddle differently than before and suddenly the ball was doing crazy things every time he hit it. Sometimes it would bounce straight, other times it would veer to the left or right and twice, it backed up away just as she was about to hit it. Once, when it came over the net it just bounced and then dropped dead back against the net.

"Charlie you told me you weren't very good, but you're doing things to make that ball act crazy. I think you lied to me mister."

"I'm not very good actually, especially compared to my Dad; he's really good at this. I'm just putting a little 'English' on the ball when I hit it; not much really..." he replied smiling. "I'll stop and just hit it straight if it bothers you..."

"Please, I have enough trouble without the ball acting weird like that."

Charlie stopped using the 'English' on the ball and they got several good volleys' going and Kathy soon caught up on points. Then in the volley for the 'match point' to win, she hit a solid shot to his backhand and it came screaming back at her and just barely touched the table on the corner, just inside the white boundary line. "Yes!" Charlie exclaimed.

"What the hell was that? Hey wait a minute; you have the paddle in your left hand? You're right handed? I hit that to your backhand?"

"Oh... guess I forgot to mention that I'm ambidextrous didn't I..." <chuckle>

"OH You are in SO much trouble Mister! That's not fair!"

"Actually it's 100% legal. Nowhere in the rules does it say I can't switch hands whenever I want. It's the only way I EVER beat my Dad; he used to play this in competition when he was in college. Oh and just in case you ever play him; he's ambidextrous too. Only he's got complete control with either hand, I'm stronger right handed and that last shot is one I've had to practice left handed for a long time before I got it consistently."

"Well ok then, I just wasn't expecting that one back; you shouldn't have been able to reach it where you were standing, without moving way to you left. How come you didn't do that before when I hit to your left."

"Because the game wasn't riding on the point. Kathy that only works when it's a surprise to your opponent; once they know you can do it; they won't hit the ball the same way. I let you get a few points doing that shot to my left; so that you wouldn't expect me to be able to return it. That way it surprised you with your guard down."

"So how does someone beat you when you have that wide a reach?"

"They put English all over that ball so it never hits and reacts the same way twice in a row. You'd be amazed what someone who really knows how to do it can make that ball do. Like I said at the beginning, I'm not very good at it; but an expert can make that sucker do almost anything and they play so fast, changing hands in the middle of a volley would be almost impossible."

"OK then, now I don't feel so bad about losing the game. I thought I had it wrapped up with that shot and all of a sudden it comes flying back at me and even worse on the edge on my backhand side. We need to quit anyway the buzzer on the washer went off about 5 minutes ago, so that load is done. We need to move the stuff to the dryer and start another load in the washer."

Moving to the laundry room, they moved his clothes to the dryer and started a load of Mary's clothes in the washer, when they heard the doorbell ring upstairs.

"I'd better get that Charlie since your naked, we don't know who that is," she said and they walked up the steps and he waited out of sight in the kitchen while she went to the door.

"Hey Kathy! I came over to relieve you. Mary's out recruiting with Sue and Candy and asked me to take care of Charlie this afternoon," Cindy explained. "Where is he by the way?"

"In the kitchen right now. He's naked because he had an accident this morning while we were out and all his shorts were in the laundry. We washed them and they're in the dryer now, so we're just waiting for them to get done."

"Hi Cindy," he softly said stepping around the corner where she could see him. "I guess I drank too much this morning with no bathroom calls and it just happened while we were walking home." He explained blushing.

"Stop that Charlie, you have nothing to be embarrassed about," Cindy said walking over to him, "you knew this could happen, the doctor said to expect it. That medicine affects your control, you know that." She continued putting her hands on his shoulders in support.

"Yeah I know," <sigh> he replied leaning into her hands and then being pulled into a hug, "It's all just so embarrassing and frustrating to have it happen like that with no warning though."

"I know it is Charlie, but soon you won't need that medicine anymore and then it shouldn't happen to you."

"God I hope so. I'm really worried about that scar tissue though; how's that going to affect me. No one seems to know."

"Maybe not at all, but even if it does, we'll still be here to help you get through any problems Charlie, a little pee doesn't bother us at all."

"But what if it happens at school? I'd be the laughing stock of the whole school?"

"No you wouldn't. No one laughs or jokes about Richard Murphy and you'll never have problems as bad as he does; you're already way better than him and you're much better than you were even a week ago. So just relax and have patience and we'll deal with whatever the outcome is. Can you do that Charlie? There's no sense in worrying about it until we know the final outcome. And that won't be until the infection is gone and all the medicine out of your body."

"Thanks Cindy I just have trouble thinking about all this and what could happen..."

"I know that, that's why I'm here to help you today you still need us to help you Charlie, but none of us want you to ever feel bad about that." She replied kissing his cheek and giving him a pat on the back before releasing him.

"OK thanks, what time is it anyway?"

"About 11:30. Would you like some lunch? I'll fix whatever you want?"

"Just a sandwich, I'm not all that hungry. Those purple pills do a number on my stomach. Kathy you should stay and have lunch with us too," he said looking over to her where she was standing beside her sister.

"Charlie maybe I should check with the doctor if those pills are making your stomach queasy, I know you said that a breakfast; and you're going to need to take another one at 12:30, if nothing else there may be something you can do or take to make your stomach better."

"I don't think there's anything, but go ahead and call him, it couldn't hurt I guess... It's been doing it ever since I started taking those purple ones."

Kathy returned a few minutes later. "Charlie he's upset you didn't tell him that when you were at his office; all you need to do is take some Maalox or Pepto-Bismol he said that's a common reaction to that particular medicine. Do you have either of those? If not I'll go get you some."

"I don't know Kathy, if we do, they'd be in the medicine cabinet in the downstairs bathroom."

"I'll check," she said and left the room again and then returned carrying two bottles. "You have both," she said showing him the bottles. "We'll try one after you take your next pill and if it doesn't work, you can try the other one this evening when you take one after dinner."

After lunch Kathy handed him a purple pill and a glass of water, then handed him a small measuring cup full of white liquid. "Here you go Charlie, give this a try and see if it helps."

Charlie downed the liquid then made a grimace face; "that stuff tastes like crap," he mumbled, "sure hope it helps."

"OK then I'll see you tomorrow morning Charlie. Cindy; see you at dinner." Kathy said as she headed for the door and was quickly gone.

"So how about we go fold your laundry Charlie and move that other load to the dryer," Cindy said after clearing the table.

"OK," he replied and got up to go back downstairs.

As they were folding clothes Cindy noticed something. "Charlie only four pair of these shorts are yours the rest of these are your sisters and there must be at least a dozen that are hers and you only have like 3 t-shirts here; 2 pair of underwear and nothing else looks like yours."

"I don't have many clothes Cindy. Mom only bought clothes for me when I wore something out. She kept waiting for me to grow; thinking it was a waste to get me much if I was going to outgrow it in just a few months. The growth spurts never happened though. I've only grown ¼ inch in the last year."

"How about dressy stuff?"

"One sport coat, 3 pair of dress slacks maybe 6 or 7 dress shirts and those with are the slacks are for school and church. Two pair of jeans, but one of those is full of holes in the knees and really kind of ragged overall. I've some other t-shirts, but most of them are hand-me-downs from Mary who outgrew them and they weren't girly so I kept them. Actually two pair of those shorts came from Mary; they're just running shorts unisex so who cares. Other than that just socks and underwear and even some of the crew socks are from Mary."

"You get hand-me-downs from your sister? That sucks Charlie!"

"Yeah tell me about it. That's been the case for two years now; ever since she got taller than me. Hell mom even tried making me wear her old pajamas; I flat out refused on that one; pink with teddy bears, give me a break; I'd rather sleep nude than have someone see me in those. If that wasn't bad enough I've found some of her old panties in my dresser a few times; but just threw them away. I'm NOT wearing girls panties; no way!"

"You don't have to tell me about hand-me-downs; I end up with Kathy's clothes all the time. At least we're both girls."

"Well your mothers gone now so maybe your Dad will get some new stuff; you've got just a minimum from what I can see."

"Pretty much just what I needed to get by and that is all."

"Does your sister have so few clothes also?"

"No her closet is overflowing and there's extra boxes of seasonal stuff over there in the storage room. She's got more than she'll ever wear... Mom was always buying her stuff."

"I don't suppose your sister ever stood up for you to get you some more clothes either did she?"

"Not that I know of..."

"Damn her to hell anyway..."

"Don't be mad at Mary Cindy, Mom wouldn't have listened to her..."

"But she knew what was happening and did nothing. Sorry Charlie, but that's just not right."

When they were done with the clothes, Cindy handed him the stack with his items. "Here you go Charlie all clean and ready to wear."

"I'll take them up to my room; we should put the stuff from the washer into the dryer it's all Mary's none of mine in it. She can fold her own stuff."

Cindy stayed there folding clothes, waiting for him to return; when she'd finished the clothes and he hadn't come back, she went looking for him. She found him in his room laying face down on his bed sound asleep. "Oh Charlie laying there naked like that is so sexy" she whispered to herself, then walked over and sat on the edge of his bed, her eyes sweeping over his body drinking in the view of this beautiful boy. "Hey Charlie" she said as she softly stroked his back. "Charlie are you ok?"

"Yeah... just really tired..." he mumbled.

"Can I lay down with you? I'd like to hold you and keep the bad dream away if you'll let me..."

"I'd like that," he mumbled, but moved over further on the bed to give her room.

Stretching out beside him, she snuggled up against him and slipped her arm over his back while moving her face against his shoulder and lightly kissing it. "Is this ok? You need to sleep and I don't want to keep you awake..."

"I'm good..." he mumbled, then slipped his arm over her and pulled her even closer, so that her body was tight against his side, then turned his head, so his face was beside hers and kissed her lips. "Feels good to have you here..." he whispered then was quickly back asleep as her hand gently stroked his back. She slept too and when she woke, they were facing each other, their bodies intertwined, her leg between his and an erection rubbing against her thigh, while her hand had found it's way to his rear, her finger tips in the crack, while her other arm was under his head, his forehead resting just below her chin and his slow breath, blowing across her neck.

<God my panties are so wet> she thought to herself <I wish I could do this EVERY night> glancing past his shoulder she saw it had been two hours and decided she'd better wake him. Moving her hand from his rear up his back, tracing his spine, she massaged his neck. "Hey Charlie I think you should wake up," she tried several times a little louder each time. She ran her fingers through his hair and moved his head back some then kissed his forehead and tried again, then stroked his face with her hand, putting light kisses all over it. Finally his eyes opened and met hers. "Charlie, I think need you need to wake up; you've napped for two hours and you should get up again," she softly explained.

"Do I have to?"

"No, but if you sleep a lot this afternoon, you won't sleep well tonight. I really think you need to wake up."

"OK if I have to then..." he replied rubbing his face against her upper chest. "You smell really good," he mumbled "strawberries" then kissed her neck, "I really like strawberries..."

"Charlie don't go back to sleep," she replied pulling his head back again, "but that's just a new body wash I've been trying..."

"OK you're no fun at all making me wake up..."

"I just want you to sleep good tonight Charlie, otherwise, I'd let you sleep all day if you wanted to."

"I know... it's the medicine I think... makes me tired all the time... at least my stomach doesn't hurt now... Uh... Uh... Cindy I need to get up really quick!" he said pushing her away and untangling himself, then jumping up and running for the bathroom.

When he came back she was sitting on his bed and smiling as she saw he was still partly erect and it was sticking out bigger than usual when he was just naked. "Better now?" she asked as he sat down beside her.

"Yeah, I was about to pee all over both of us. Sorry for pushing you like that."

"That's ok Charlie I rather be pushed than peed on <giggle>"

"Guess so..."

"Charlie? Could we have a big brother – little sister talk? I think I need one..."

"Sure Cindy; what do you need to talk about?"

"Well first we need to get ready for it. Scoot back against the wall so I can lay across your lap and you can hold be properly." She said as she stood and then to his surprise, stripped off her shirt and quickly removed her shorts and panties and stepped out of her shoes standing naked before him.

"Cindy why are you naked like that; not that I'm complaining because you look really good that way."

She turned a very nice shade of red as she crawled up on the bed and laid across his lap her head resting in the crook of his arm as his other hand reached out and helped her position herself so that they were both comfortable and then rested on her side at her ribs.

"Charlie I thought about this the other day after we had our last talk and well to be honest this is the only way it works for me. If I have my clothes on and you're naked then It's like I'm taking care of you and I'm older. But if I'm naked and you're holding me like this, then it makes me feel younger and even kind of little, because our sizes don't matter. So when we talk like this I know you're older and have more experience and I listen to what you tell me better. I know it's weird but I need to do it this way."

<Chuckle> "Fine as long as you understand having a very pretty naked girl in my arms is somewhat distracting to intellectual thinking..."

<giggle> "Yeah I can see that would be distracting..."

"So little Sis, what's the big problem we need to deal with today? It must be important for you to go to all this trouble."

"Charlie you know we girls talked yesterday about you and how we've treated you and last night I laid there on my bed and mentally reviewed every time I've been with you and well I haven't treated you very well and I feel really bad about that."

"Cindy all that's over now..."

"Not for me! I was really mean to you when I took care of you that first day in particular. You know the first day we were here alone? You'd been so good in letting me look at your privates all I wanted and touching you and then the very first time I was with you alone I was just ordering you around all the time and made you submit to that check of your butt and spanked you for really no reason at all except to prove that I could physically dominate you. That was really wrong, I should never have done that. And then when you were being so nice to let me hold you and feel you; what did I do? I told you I was going to stick my hand up your butt; and then just did it whether you wanted it or not. I feel really bad about having done that; and I know I never asked you whether I could play with your body; I just did it whenever I felt like it. That was so degrading to you Charlie, you had a right to be upset with being treated that way. I've been a very bad girl Charlie; you never did anything to justify the way I've treated you. I need to be punished for what I've done to you; it's the only way I can get past it and try to build a better relationship between us. I need to be spanked really hard Charlie!"

"Cindy I don't want to punish you ever; I don't like hurting people."

"I know that Charlie and that just makes it worse that I did those things to you. At first I thought you should treat me exactly the way I treated you for a few days; you know naked all the time, groped continuously, spanked and ordered around; just like I did to you. But I knew you not only wouldn't but couldn't force yourself to do that to anyone. I need a really hard spanking Charlie and I need YOU to do it and I'll probably need a couple more before I can feel I've been punished enough. It was bad enough that I spanked you but then Mary did it again only because I'd done it to begin with. I really hate myself for causing that. You were hurt so bad by that. And the humiliation of having it done in front of Kathy and Me was terrible; I could see that."

"Cindy I don't want to spank you; I forgive you for what you did..."

"But I can't forgive myself Charlie. I really need this! I need you to do this for me even though you don't want to and it will probably hurt you and make you feel bad. You have to do this for me Charlie or I won't be able to be friends with you because every time I see you I'll remember what I did and that I wasn't punished for it. Please Charlie I really need you to do this for me." She finished with a whimper and tears in her eyes.

"Isn't there any other way? I don't want to do this..."

Sitting up and scooting up directly onto his lap, she wrapped her arms around him and leaned her forehead against his. "I know you don't Charlie because you the nicest boy I've ever met and probably ever will meet. But I need this to get past what I did to you and I need you to do it. I know it's going to hurt; it NEEDS to hurt really bad; otherwise I can't forgive myself. I need my big brother to do this for me Charlie because I love him and I want to keep him as my brother. I won't be able to do that unless I'm properly punished for what I've done to him. Please do this for me Charlie I really need this."

Pulling her naked body against his, he hugged her tightly his chin resting on top of her shoulder as she laid her head on his, he stroked her back as he held her and she just kept murmuring "please Charlie" in his ear. "OK Cindy," he finally said, "I don't want to do this, but if it's the only way for us to be together and be friends, I'll do it; but only because you say it has to be done."

"Thank you Charlie, I need this; I don't want to lose you..." she replied then held his head and kissed him deeply. "Let's move over on the edge where I can lay across you," she said then moved off his lap.

Charlie sat on the edge of his bed and she knelt in front of him, her hands on his knees, looking up at him. "Charlie I've been really bad to you and I apologize for the things I've done. I need to be spanked 50 times as hard as you can do it. I'll cry and things but you must give me all of them no matter what! I need this Charlie and It's the only way. After you finish, I'll be a mess, I know that and I'd like to be held by my big brother until I can get myself back together." Then stood up and lay across his lap and waited, her body trembling in anticipation.

Charlie was trembling too; he'd never spanked anyone; he'd been spanked himself more times than he ever cared to remember. Cindy looked so beautiful laying there like that across his lap; her soft skin so silky to the touch and she wanted him to hurt her. <I have to do this> he firmly said to himself as his left hand gently rubbed her back while his right hand rested on the firm flesh of her behind which he knew he was about to damage. Circling her waist with his left arm, he mentally prepared himself, then drew back his arm and <Smack!> "Harder Charlie, that's not hard enough!" she said below him. Drawing his arm back again he put all his strength into it <SMACK!> "One," she said with a whimper, apparently she was going to count them.

So it started and by 25 both of them were crying, her from pain and him from causing her pain, but he kept on going because this was what she said she HAD to have done; at 35 she was blubbering and he was having to force himself to continue; her butt was dark red in places and pink to red all over; at 45 he couldn't do it more and stopped until he heard "finish it" whimpered below him. Finally it was over and he pulled her back with him as he scooted back onto the bed. She rolled over and grabbed him around the shoulders, her head pressed into him, her tears wetting his shoulder and neck where her face rested as she cried hard. He held her and rubbed her back and gently stroked the hot flesh of her rear, stroking as much of her body as possible trying to comfort her. Finally she calmed some and he pulled her head to where he could see her swollen eyes and puffy cheeks and gently kissed her face and then her mouth. "Cindy, let me get the baby lotion and put it on you it will help," he softly said, "Just lay down here and I'll get the lotion and put some on you," he continued as he gently moved her until she was face down on his bed, still crying.

Charlie got up and got the lotion then applied a generous amount to her hot behind, her whole body trembling at his touch, then laid down beside her and pulled her head onto his chest, and she moved to lay overlapping his body with hers, her pelvis on his hip and one leg across him as she overlapped him as much as possible without putting all her weight on his smaller body, and cried some more with her head buried against his shoulder and his arms wrapped around her; gently stroking her back again. After a long time, she calmed herself and sniffled, then said; "Thanks for doing that Charlie; I know it hurt you to do it; but I really needed it... I love you Charlie..."

Tilting her head up so he could see her, he kissed each eye, her forehead, each cheek, and then her mouth, his fingers gently wiping tears from her face. "Don't ever ask me to do that again Cindy. I can't do that to you again," he whispered and then kissed her again, this time deeply and she responded with all the strength she could muster. The two of them just lay there resting until he noticed it was 4:30.

"Cindy we need to get you dressed; My Dad will be home soon and he wouldn't understand this. Let's go wash your face and get you looking presentable," he gently told her and she just nodded her head and rolled off of him then allowed him to walk her to the bathroom where he cleaned her face for her. Back in his room he applied more lotion and helped her step into her shorts; she decided the panties were going to be too tight, and then put her shirt back on. Then just stood there hugging her to him for awhile. "You OK now?" he asked.

"Yeah and I feel a whole lot better about myself now too. That hurt really bad, but that's what I needed to feel, to feel better about us..."

"OK then your face looks normal again, just a little redness in your eyes still, we should go downstairs to wait for either Mary or my Dad to come home..."

"Alright," she replied and they slowly walked down to the kitchen together and stood holding each other by the counter as she was going to be too sore to sit for awhile. They stood there for 20 minutes not saying anything, just holding each other until Mary came in the front door.

As soon as Mary came in, Cindy said goodbye and ducked out the back door; she didn't want to discuss what they'd done with the other girl. "See you Charlie, remember to take either the Maalox or the other stuff when you take your pill; it seemed to help," she said as she left.

Mary didn't say anything to her brother, she just started pulling things from the freezer and fridge for dinner; she was still feeling bad about what had happened between them and wasn't ready to talk yet.

Charlie got out plates and silverware and set the table for dinner, then turned to his sister who was working on their dinner. "Mary, Kathy and I washed clothes today because I was out of shorts. We did a bunch of yours while we were at it; some of them are folded in the laundry room and the stuff in the dryer is yours also."

"Thanks," she said but never turned to even look at him. Shaking his head at her attitude he asked if he could help with anything and she just shook her head 'no'.

He decided to go up and put a pair of shorts on for dinner and left her there in the kitchen and went to his room. He stayed there until he heard his Dad's car pull into the driveway and then went downstairs to meet him. "Hi Dad," he said then gave his father a hug. "Have a good day at work today?"

"Charlie, Dr. Stanforth called me today; why didn't you tell him your stomach was upset taking those pills?"

"He never asked Dad and well at the office that day, there wasn't much discussion I was involved in was there. Terry did the preliminary checks and then he came in and did the thing with the camera and then left and came back and told me his opinion of how I was doing. No one asked me anything; and I just assumed that the stomach ache came with the medicine and that was that."

"Now that you explain how you saw the visit at his office, I understand. Charlie anytime you are given medication, the doctor needs to know about any side affects you're having from it. He can switch medications for usually have something to not make it uncomfortable for you; sometimes he can't but he needs to know it makes you feel that way in order to do something for you."

"I gathered that after Kathy called him today and said he was upset that I hadn't told him. Dad you have to understand that I've never had any options on medical procedures. Mom always talked to the doctors and then told me what she thought I needed to know. I've never had any choice in anything of a medical nature and Mom didn't want to hear that something made me feel bad. That's just the way things have always been."

"OK well chalk another one up to your mother and her 'I know best because I'm a nurse' attitude then. Charlie there are almost always options; different medications to do the same thing or even deciding not to do anything and just let your body fight it out. There are always choices in medical procedures and from now on you will be involved in making those choices when it comes to your treatment. Anytime something makes you uncomfortable; or like this medicine, have an upset stomach; you need to make that known so something can be done to make it better for you."

"I understand and I'll do that Dad."

"So what are we having for dinner?"

"No idea, Mary's not talking to me today. She was gone when I got up and just came home at about 5:00. Kathy was with me all morning and Cindy this afternoon. I set the table and asked if I could help with dinner, and she just shook her head 'no', so I left her alone."

"Did you two fight or something?"

"No Dad, we talked a little last night when I asked her to diaper me so I could go to bed. I told her I'd heard her yesterday when Kathy had to stop her from charging up to my room and spanking me for being rude to Kathy; when Kathy didn't want that. And then how she wouldn't concede that she was no longer in charge of me. The heating vent in my room is on the same duct as the one by the kitchen table and I heard all of it. I told her I couldn't trust her because she told the girls secrets between us that she promised not to tell anyone about. And I don't trust her Dad; she still wants to control me and I flat out told her she'd never do that again. She's been pouting ever since."

"OK then, we'll let it ride for a few days and if she's still acting this way, I'll have to have a talk with her and adjust her attitude; she won't like that either. You're mother gave her too much freedom to do what she wanted; that's got to change. In particular in the way she treats you Charlie; I'll not stand for that again."

"That's between you and her Dad; you're the parent not me. All I can do is try to get along with her and help her as her brother. I just won't ever accept her in charge of me again. That's my whole take on this."

"That's all I want from you Charlie, try to get along and help each other when needed."

"I will Dad."

They had a quiet dinner and Mr. Miller noted that Mary wouldn't even look at her brother. Charlie did the dishes since Mary had fixed it and then went up to his room for the evening. He read a book until late and then went to find Mary to diaper him. He found her in her room laying on her bed. "Mary would you please put my night diaper on; I'd like to go to bed soon."

"You told Dad didn't you."

"Only after he asked me; and I won't lie to him. Only that you wouldn't speak to me today; and you haven't Mary. He asked whether we'd fought and I said no; that we'd talked last night and that I'd overheard the discussions downstairs by way of the heating duct and that I didn't feel I could trust you because you refused to give up control of me to Kathy. I also said you'd revealed secrets between us but not what those were and he didn't ask. In short that you still wanted to control me and that I would not allow that again and we have a situation where I just don't trust you. But that I'd try and get along with you and help you when I can."

"Now he's mad at me... he didn't say anything but has been watching me all evening."

"No he's not Mary. He's disappointed at your pouting and that you can't seem to get past that you're not in charge anymore. He won't say anything for a few more days. But if you keep up your current behavior; then plan on having a talk with him that you won't like."

"You hate me don't you..."

"No Mary I don't. You were given too much control over me and I'm not happy about the way you treated me during that time. But Mom let you do just about anything to me and you were too eager to do just that. Then you refused to give up that control and I believe you still want that control. I don't trust you with secrets because you proved to me you can't be trusted. I just won't allow myself to be under your control again. What's done is done; but it will never go back to you in charge of me."

"So can we ever be close again?"

"THAT depends on YOU Mary, I still love you as my sister and want the best for you. I just can't allow you to ever be in control of me again; not ever. As far as secrets? You'll never hear one from me again until you prove to me you can be trusted with them. Now, I'd like to go to bed but I need diapered. I asked you nicely when I came in here. Are you going to do it or not?"

"Yeah I'll put your diaper on you, otherwise you'll just go to Dad and I'll be in deeper shit."

"Whatever, I won't argue about it; either do it or don't at this point I don't care anymore. I'm fed up with your playing the victim here. You are the one who was abusing the authority mom gave you and can't seem to get over it." He replied and turned to leave. "I'll be waiting in my room."

Charlie returned to his room and removed his shorts then sat on the changing table and waited. About ten minutes later, she came in and diapered him then left without saying a single word. Charlie just shook his head when she left and went to his bed and continued reading until he decided to go to sleep.

It was Kathy who woke him in the morning and once again Mary was already gone. He showered and put on a pair of shorts then went down to the kitchen and found breakfast waiting. "How's your stomach doing Charlie?" Kathy asked.

"Better taking that stuff after I take the pills; I tried the pink stuff last night and it worked just as well as the white stuff and doesn't taste as bad so I'll use it instead."

"You mean the Pepto-Bismol? It's pink."

"Yeah that's the stuff, tastes a whole lot better than that chalky Maalox stuff. The bottle's almost empty though."

"Well we can go buy some more this morning if you want; the drugstore is only about three and a half blocks from here, we can be there and back in no time at all. It's down by the grocery store you went to before. The Grocery should have it too; it's a common over the counter medicine."

"OK we can go after breakfast then; it'll get me out of the house again anyway. I'm really tired of this house."

"How are you and Mary getting on?"

"She's still pouting and isn't talking to me. It's getting really old that she can't get over this. Now she's blaming me because Dad's noticed her little temper tantrum. It almost takes an act of god to get her to put my night diaper on. I think I'll buy some disposables myself so I don't have to go through that with her; it's really depressing to have to ask two or three times to get her to even do that."

"If you want to do that, I'll help you practice some with them to make sure you get them tight enough, you don't want to leak on your bed. You were really wet this morning, that doesn't seem to be improving any."

"No it's not; I'm afraid I'll be sleeping in diapers for some time to come..."

"Charlie do you still have any of the single weight one's?"

"Yeah about a dozen I think."

"Maybe we should put one of those on you for our trip today; just to be safe against accidents. The thin ones shouldn't be visible with your baggy shorts; then if you have an accident, you won't have any reason to panic like yesterday. You might want to get another package of those or some pull-ups to use like that, for when you're out and around. Neither should show under clothes."

"Ok that's a good idea... we'll do that."

"Charlie, Cindy and I talked last night when I saw her in the shower and noticed her butt was a really pink and she told me she had you spank her. That she had to all but beg you to do that; but that she felt she really needed it for what she feels she did to you."

"Was she still hurting? I didn't want to do that, it really made me feel bad to do it but she insisted that it had to be done for us to continue to be friends and that I had to be the one to do it. I hated every second of it."

"No she wasn't hurting by then, but felt much better about herself for having you do that. She feels like she 'paid for her sins' if you know what I mean and now looks forward to being with you."

"Well that's good anyway. She was really hurting when it was done; and I really worried about her; she cried for a long time and all I could do was put lotion on it and hold her and try and comfort her. But she just kept insisting that she needed it to forgive herself for what she did. I argued with her about it but she'd really convinced herself that a spanking by me was the only way."

"Charlie?... If I asked you to do that for me... would you do it? Not as much as she got, because I don't think I was a bad to you as she was. But I think 35 spanks would make me feel much better about myself. I owe you 25 for the spanking I gave you and I think another 10 are needed to pay for not asking to feel you up. I've thought about it after talking to Cindy and it made her feel good about herself; I want to be able to feel that way too; Charlie so I'm asking you to do this for me as my best friend."

"Kathy you don't 'owe' me anything, you did what you thought was right at the time; and I'd really rather not hurt you and it would hurt you. I told Cindy that what was done was over but she wouldn't accept it."

"Charlie I want this; I need for you to do it just like Cindy did. We'll go to the store and then I want you to spank me, so I'll have time to get myself back together before leaving at noon. I insist on this Charlie, it has to be done."

<sigh> "I'm not going to argue any more if you really feel this is necessary, then I'll do what you want but I'll tell you just like I told your sister. I don't want to do this and I really hate having to do it."

So they went upstairs and Kathy put a diaper on him and he pulled on a pair of baggy shorts (actually pair he got from his sister) and a t-shirt (also a hand-me-down from Mary) his own shoes and crew socks and then walked to the drugstore. Charlie got a large package of triple weight diapers and two packs of pull-ups plus the Pepto-Bismol and then really red blushed at the look he got from the teenage clerk, when paid for the supplies and then they walked home without incident. Once there, Charlie removed the diaper he'd worn 'just in case' and put it back to be reused. Then Kathy pulled out one of the heavy night diapers and showed him how to put it on himself; it took some practice to get the Velcro taps pulled tight just right to that he wouldn't have any possible leaks; but he managed to do it himself four times successfully, so he removed it and put it aside for that nights use.

"OK Charlie, time for my spanking," Kathy said and started removing her clothes until she stood completely naked before him. Charlie looked at her beautiful body and couldn't help himself, started getting hard just at the sight of her. Kathy saw his cock rising and just smiled that she was causing it.

"Ok Kathy I've given up on trying to convince you that you don't need to do this, so let's get it over with," he said setting on his bed and waiting for her to lay across his lap. Kathy climbed into position and he gripped her small waist and just went ahead and started. He didn't want to think about what he was doing to her, his best friend in the whole world, and tried to close off his hearing to her crying and whimpering as he quickly delivered the 35 spanks as hard and as fast as he could, when it was done, he helped her from his lap and then pulled her into the tightest possible hug and cried against her chest, begging her to forgive him, he was crying harder than she was and his whole body shook in grief at what he just done. Kathy was crying too, but his reaction to spanking her hurt worse than the spanking as she saw how devastated he was for having done it."

"It's ok Charlie, I wanted you to do this; I shouldn't have ask you to do it; now that I see how it made you feel. I'll be fine Charlie, but right now seeing you hurts more than my butt does. Please forgive me for insisting you do this Charlie; I'll be fine, you need to not worry about me. Please stop crying Charlie..."

Finally after a few minutes, he took several deep breaths and the pulled back to look up at her worried face. "DON'T EVER ASK ME TO DO THAT AGAIN!" he all but yelled at her, "I'll NEVER hit you again no matter what! UNDERSTAND? I CAN'T do this; NEVER AGAIN!" he said sobbing.

"I'll never do that Charlie; I shouldn't have done this... it was a bad idea..."

"I... I need to put lotion on you... you're hurting I know you are... my hand is hurting really bad, so I know your butt has to be hurting..."

"OK Charlie, I'll just lay down and let you do what you feel you need to do... "

Charlie was still crying as he grabbed the bottle of lotion and he had to wipe his eyes to see to open the bottle, and then pour some into his palm. He wiped his eyes again with back of his hand before as gently as possible spreading the lotion on her very red rear, getting a groan from her. He slathered it on heavily and when her skin wouldn't take any more, pulled her torso over his lap and held her, kissing her all over her head, neck and shoulders while his hands stroked all over except her behind, trying to soothe her hurt body. He trembled hard as he held her and couldn't seem to get control of his emotions. This was his best friend and he'd hurt her; how could he forgive himself for doing that, even if she had asked him to do it; no all but demanded that he do it.

While he was rubbing her tummy, while still kissing her all over her head and neck, she took his hand in hers and placed it directly on her pussy and he was amazed at how wet she was. "Do me Charlie," she groaned holding his hand right there to keep it where she wanted it. His fingers stroked her clitoris then dipped inside her while his thumb continued to work on her small hooded nub. It took almost no time before her body was grinding against his hand and arching straining and when she came her whole body shook and then collapsed in his lap. Charlie just held her as she gasped for breath, his hand still holding her center, and two fingers still inside her. "You OK Kathy?" he softly asked.

"Yeah..." she gasp, do it some more..." she groaned and ground her hips at his hand. He stroked in and out of her while working his thumb and two minutes later she came again only this time her eyes rolled up and she went limp in his arms. Removing his hand from her he checked and saw she was still breathing and seemed alright, just passed out, so he continued holding her and stroking her body. When she finally opened her eyes, she smiled up at him and just said "Thanks Charlie that was great."

Charlie kissed her deeply and then when she stirred, helped her sit up, which she did until her butt had pressure on it and then immediately rolled onto her stomach over his lap. "More lotion Charlie, that's really sore..."

Charlie just smiled looking down at her and applied more lotion his hand lovingly massaging her sore behind and she moaned and groaned under his ministrations. When she'd had enough, she rolled onto her side facing him and smiled up at him. "Don't worry Charlie, I'll never ask you to do that again; it really hurts, I don't know how Cindy took 50 of those, 35 was about 20 too many."

"I'd never do it again Kathy, I don't ever want to hurt you even by accident. I just won't do it no matter what the situation is. I can't do that to anyone I care about, I just can't..."

"Would you do it to your sister if she asked you to?"

"No Kathy I wouldn't. I don't like her right now, especially her attitude; but I do care about her and I wouldn't do that even if she begged me too. I don't like hurting anyone and regardless of anything else, she's family; I just couldn't do it."

"She didn't seem to have any problem doing it to you?"

"But I'm not her Kathy; I hate that I let you and Cindy talk me into it, I feel really bad about giving in and doing what you wanted. I won't do it again; so don't ever ask me to, not for you or anyone else."

"Charlie? Why did you stop touching me? You put the lotion on my butt and now you're not touching me anymore. I want you to do that Charlie. I want you to feel completely comfortable touching me anywhere, I like the way your hands feel on me Charlie. You are so gentle and loving the way you do it; it makes me feel really good and tells me that you like my body."

In response he gently stroked her side and then slid his hand to her back and traced up and down her spine getting a little shiver from her. "Kathy I don't feel comfortable just touching someone without permission. All my life people have just done whatever they wanted with me because I'm so little; they just assume that it's always ok to do that. I can't impose on anyone like that."

"OK then listen up Charlie, you have my permission to use these wonderful hands of yours on my body anywhere, anytime and however you want. I want you to touch me as much as possible. And I'm not talking about just touching me in 'safe' areas like you are right now. I want these hands on my breasts, my pussy and my butt too. I want you to feel every part of me as much as possible. Your touching me tells me you like me and I feel loved when you touch me; I don't know how to say this any plainer. You are not 'imposing' on me when you're doing what I want you to do."

"I don't know if I can do that Kathy, I wouldn't feel comfortable doing it ALL the time. You have such an amazing body; all girls do actually, but yours is really nice. I'll touch you more often if that's what you want. But I like to just hold hands sometimes too; or just feel the warmth of you against me, I like it when you hold me or when I'm just holding you. I'm sorry but I'll never feel comfortable just groping you without you letting me know that it's alright, when we're doing it."

"OK we'll work on that then so that you feel better about freely touching me. That's what I want though so start getting used to it. Charlie I like holding you and having you hold me and holding hands and those things too, so we'll start by doing those as much as possible, then go from there, how's that?"

<chuckle> "Kathy it's easy to feel comfortable touching you all over when we're both sitting her naked like this; it's when we have clothes on or other people are around that I don't feel comfortable about doing it without you telling me it's ok."

"So we'll just have to be naked together more often then. And when we have clothes on, we'll let each other know when we want to be touched under those clothes and what's acceptable when other people might see; does that work for you?"

"Yeah it does; you know I never had much experience with girls until we moved here; so I need to learn what's ok and what's not and when. I guess that's part of why I need permission from the girl before I do anything. Besides I can't mess up and offend her by accident if she tells me what she wants."

"OK then, the first lesson for you is this Charlie; when I'm laying naked across your lap like this; I expect to be kissed a lot and you're doing entirely too much talking and not enough kissing here. So stop trying to analyze all this and just kiss me!"

"Yes Kathy," he replied and then did just that, and they both spent the next hour exploring each other.

They were in the kitchen eating lunch when Mary came home and she just looked at them and walked past without saying anything. Cindy stopped by with Carol, Sue and Candy as they were finishing lunch just to say hello, and Kathy got an Idea.

"Sue? Candy? Charlie needs to take walks to get some exercise and learn the area around here, would you two mind walking with him this afternoon? It would give you three a chance to get know each other better. Cindy, Carol and I need to have a discussion with his sister and it would probably go better if Charlie wasn't here when we did it. I'm not kicking you out Charlie; but your sister's being a real ass and we need to adjust her attitude. Would you be ok with that Charlie?"

"I'd love to take a walk with Charlie!" Sue responded.

"Me too!" Candy added, "We've only had a chance to talk to him just a couple of times and I really want to know him better.

"Charlie?"

"You aren't going to hurt her are you? I don't want that." He replied.

"No but we are going to talk to her and get her to see what she's doing to the two of you." Kathy replied.

"OK then... Uh If I'm going out I need to Uh... get something on to make sure I don't have a problem."

"What?" Carol asked.

"Charlie needs to go up and put a diaper on under his shorts in case he loses control and wets" Kathy whispered in her ear so no one else could hear.

"Oh... Come on Charlie let's go get you ready then," Carol said and then stood and walked him from the room to go help him put a diaper on.

"What was that?" Sue asked.

"Uh not here, step into the living room and I'll explain it," Kathy said looking at the heating vent by the floor.

"So why did we have to leave the kitchen?" Candy asked.

"Because anything said in the kitchen can be heard in Charlie's room upstairs and he's embarrassed about needing to wear a diaper in case he loses control and wet's himself. That's what he was telling me when he said he needed to 'get something'. He needed to put a diaper on before he goes on that walk." She replied.

"But he shouldn't be embarrassed about that; he's got that infection?" Sue responded.

"I know that, you know that, and Charlie knows that. But face it Sue, he's 13 years old and no matter what anyone tells him; his brain says that a boy that old shouldn't need to wear a diaper no matter what; so he IS embarrassed by having to do that. This morning we went to the drugstore and bought him some more and I thought he was going to have a heart attack when we went to pay for them because the clerk was a teenage girl and she knew they were for him because he was blushing so red it looked like he had a sunburn. It's a very sensitive topic with him so don't bring it up unless he does."

"So what can we talk about with him?" Candy said looking confused.

"Just about anything Candy. He's incredibly smart and you'll be amazed at how many things he knows about. Just don't bring up his illness unless he starts the topic. He's been very worried that these accidents during the day won't stop and he has almost no control when he sleeps, wet every night, and the whole thing really depresses him; so just stay away from it. If he brings it up, then try to be positive that it will all get better soon."

"And if it doesn't?"

"Then we'll deal with that when the infection is gone and he's off the medications. He knows the medications are screwing with his control and we all hope that once he's off them he'll improve greatly. But he needs to get well from the infection before anyone will know anything."

"How long do you need to deal with this thing with Mary?" Candy asked.

"A couple of hours anyway. She's being a real shit and it has to stop. She's on a self pity spree because she's no longer in charge of him and she's driving him away from her instead of trying to get them back together again."

"OK then, we'll keep him occupied while you deal with her. Sounds like she needs knocked up side the head to me."

"Yeah she does, but Charlie would never allow violence."

They heard Charlie and Carol coming back down the stairs so they broke off the conversation. "All ready there Charlie?" Sue asked.

"Yeah... Hey you're really tall! Guess I didn't notice before... But you're as tall as my sister, just not as uh.. muscular... You're slim like a model." He observed.

"Is that a problem for you Charlie?"

"No I'm used to being shorter than everyone... It just surprised me, like I said I hadn't paid attention to it I guess... of course the only time I've been standing near you was that time at the playground. Then you were sitting when... when I was on the table... and well today I was sitting when you came in... just didn't register in my brain I guess... Anyway you look really nice."

"Thanks Charlie, I think you look very handsome yourself, so how about we take this walk and get to know each other." She replied.

The three of them were quickly out the door, Charlie in the middle flanked by two much larger girls wearing 'Angels' t-shirts. Charlie felt like he had two bodyguards with them wearing those shirts but didn't say anything about it.

"Now for the hard part," Kathy murmured as she watched them walk down the street.

"Mary would you please come downstairs?" Kathy called up the stairway.

"Not if you're going to yell at me again." She heard in reply.

"NO one's going to yell at you but we need to discuss this rationally. I'm trying to help here Mary, you need to fix things between you and your brother. I know that's what you really want to happen."

"OK, I'll be down in a minute..."

Kathy, Cindy and Carol were waiting in the kitchen when Mary came down and stopped in the doorway, "Not it here, Charlie can hear everything said in this room, if he's up in his bedroom. Where is Charlie anyway?"

"He went for a walk with Sue and Candy, he'll be gone for awhile." Kathy replied, "So he's not in his room and can't hear us."

"Well ok then," she replied and sat down nervously with three girls watching her.

"So do you hate Charlie or what?" Kathy asked.

"Of course not, I love him, he's my brother..."

"Then why are you hurting him and trying to drive him away from you?"

"What? I'm doing no such thing..."

"But that's what's happening as a result of the way you're acting and treating him... That's what we need to talk about..."

Kathy left two hours later along with Carol and both felt they had made progress with Mary. Cindy stayed until Sue and Candy returned with Charlie because they'd planned to go swimming at Sue's house that afternoon. Mary was waiting in the kitchen when Charlie returned.

Once everyone had left, she stood and cautiously approached her brother. "Charlie I'm so sorry about everything that's happened to you. Can you ever forgive me?"

Sitting on a chair he left her standing and very nervous. "Mary I can forgive you for what you did except for breaking my trust; but not why you did those things. You've yet to acknowledge that you've done anything wrong in regard to me; and that's a major problem between us. I've tried very hard to be a good brother to you and what have I gotten for it? I'll tell you; in the last two years nothing but one humiliation after another; ass beatings by both you and mom and a sister who promises to keep secrets and then immediately blabs them when not even an hour has passed."

"I never meant for those things to happen Charlie..."

"Now you're lying to yourself again Mary... That's part of the problem here. You DID mean for those things to happen. Every time you ordered me around or punished me you had the choice NOT to do that; and you always CHOSE to lord over me and make me humiliated in the process. You NEVER had to treat me that way; but you always chose to do that. So why should I believe anything you have to say to me?"

"But...mom..."

"Don't blame mother either; that's BS and you know it! You've been on a power trip over me for two years now; ever since you got taller than me. Look back at it and you'll see that's true. Every time you got a chance to take control you took it and gleefully I might add. Especially when it meant you could punish me if I didn't do what you ordered. Until you acknowledge you have that problem and are willing to let it go; you and I are going to have problems."

"Charlie Mom said..."

"I don't want to hear anything that Bitch said as an excuse! She's always treated you better than me and you know that. Even Cindy saw it this morning when we were doing laundry of all things! I have next to no clothes; while you have more than you'll ever wear and pass your cast offs to me. That's bullshit and you allowed it to happen; you never objected; you never stood up for me until she finally went too far and was torturing me with those fucking medical treatments. Not once before that did you ever question how I was treated; instead you jumped right on the band wagon and help screw me over at every possible chance. And even after she was arrested and gone; what did you do? You kept right on humiliating me at every chance and using your size to dominate me. You sat right here and repeatedly told Kathy and the girls that you were in charge of me and it was clear you didn't want to relinquish that power over me. THAT's the problem between us and has been for a long time. Beyond that I'll be very frank and tell you that I don't trust anything you say. You're too good at justifying your screwing me over to yourself. So until you acknowledge everything you've done; and admit that no one forced you to do any of it; but that you willing did it. I won't forgive you nor will I deal with you except as necessary to function in this family." He then stood and walked from the room, leaving her there.