Charlie Part 9

Charlie Part 9
By Captain J
CaptainJ46@yahoo.com

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Part 9

Charlie woke Monday morning to the feel of a hand down the front of his diaper. "What?" he moaned as he dug his head deeper into his pillow.

"Just checking Charlie, another wet night," his sister softly replied.

"Like always," he mumbled in reply. Digging into the pillow some more.

"Well it's time to get up anyway, so up and at it, brother or I'll have to drag you out of bed."

"Jeeze it's not like I have to go somewhere..."

"No but I do, and you need to be cleaned up and have breakfast before Kathy gets here, so out of bed!"

"OK...ok... I'm moving...." He mumbled as he threw back the covers and slowly pivoted his body to put his feet on the floor while rubbing his hands over his face to try and wake up.

Helping him stand, she quickly removed his wet diaper and guided him to the bathroom and put him in the shower, then decided to have some fun and reached in and turned off the hot water, just as he was standing under the warm stream and got a scream from him as the water suddenly got very cold. "Mary! I'll get you for that!" he yelled as he jumped away from the cold water and reached to turn the hot water back on.

"In your dreams Charlie, now quit stalling and wash up! I'll be in the kitchen fixing your breakfast!"

Ten minutes later he walked naked into the kitchen and found his sister sitting at the table eating with a plate of French toast and bacon sitting there waiting for him. "Is Mr. Grumpy awake now?" she asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, sorry about that Mary, I didn't sleep too well last night," he said stepping beside her and hugging her around the shoulders as she sat in the chair.

"Problem?"

"No, not a new one anyway... It's.... it's just this whole thing about not getting well sooner... I really want this to be all over with...."

Reaching out and pulling him around to her side, she slid an arm around his waist and pulled him in, then rubbed her head against his tummy. "I know you do Charlie, but we just have to wait, you can't rush it or make it happen sooner than your body dictates. We all want it to happen as quickly as possible, but none of us can make that happen." She replied then patted his rear, "Now sit down and eat before your breakfast gets cold."

Kathy arrived as he was washing the dishes and immediately hugged him from behind while he was standing at the sink. "Morning Charlie, how we feeling today?" she asked planting a kiss on his cheek.

<sigh> "Tired and a little depressed, I didn't sleep to well last night..."

"Why not?"

"Worried..."

"About?"

"Lot's of things but mostly about not getting well quicker..."

<crack>" Ouch! Why'd you hit me?"

"Remember our discussion yesterday? Positive thinks gets kisses; negative thinking gets a sore behind."

"I didn't say I didn't think I'd get better; I just want it sooner that's all?"

"Well ok then; I suppose one spank is all that's required to remind you of the rules. Now finish up here and then we'll talk about these 'lot's' of other things worrying you."

"OK..."

A little while later in the living room on the sofa, she pulled him across her lap laying face up so he couldn't hide from her. "OK let's hear it. What's bothering you?"

"I... I'm scared Kathy.... It's everything... new town.... New school... being picked on... my health problems... not knowing anyone.... I don't know if I can handle all that..." he shyly replied, looking away from her.

"Well that certainly is a lot. But Charlie you DO know some people, you know me, and Cindy and you've met Carol and Candy and Sue; all of us want to help you..."

"Yeah but NONE of you will be going to the same school as me and that Ricky kid will be looking for payback for getting his balls busted by Mary. I just know I'll be in deep shit at that school. I have enough problems due to my size without having an enemy before I even start."

"Don't worry about Ricky Martin, he's an asshole that needed to be put in his place...."

"Easy for you to say, you won't be going to school with him, riding the same bus everyday and having him use me as his punching bag. I've been through that crap before and I'm not looking forward to it; I KNOW exactly what will happen; I just don't know how to get out of it."

"Have you talked to your Dad about this? Maybe you could go to a different school?"

"No I haven't; I've only been concerned about it really since what happened the other day by the school; but now I'm really worried about it. I already knew I'd be in shit, no matter what because of my size but now, I'm really scared. There's only one public middle school and Dad sure couldn't afford to send me to a private school with all the legal bills piling up."

"I think you really need to discuss this with your Dad and see what can be done."

"OK, I will. So tell me about Carol, we talked some last night when she stopped over and well she seems really nice. I have to admit, her size is intimidating though; but when we talked, she seemed like a regular sort of person."

"She is nice Charlie, and she has problems because she's so much bigger than all the boys in our grade, kind of like you do being smaller; but she doesn't get beat on or bullied like you do. Instead boys won't even talk to her."

"Too bad, we're not all in the same school. Mary and Carol could keep the bullies away from me and we could all support each other.... Yeah, that would be nice to spend every day together..."

"Charlie you look really tired, why don't you quit trying to keep your eyes open and just take a little nap, I'll hold you and you just rest.... We can worry about these problems later.... Rest Charlie...." She softly told him, then pulled an afghan from the back of the sofa and covered him while she held him.

"K...." he said as his eyes closed and he quickly dropped off to sleep nestled against her warm body.

About two hours later, he stirred some and then slowly woke, looking up at the beautiful girl still holding him against her. "Feel better?" she asked.

"Yeah, I think I needed that, I really didn't sleep very well last night..."

"Charlie, I've been thinking about what you said before you went to sleep...."

"Yeah? You mean about school?"

"There is a way to make that happen but it would be harder for you than the rest of us..."

"What? Whatever it is, I'll do it; I don't want to be alone at that school."

"Well your Dad would have to agree to it and in fact he'd have to convince the school to allow it, but what if he registered you in the 6th grade instead of the 7th grade. Then you would be in the same classes with us girls. You'd be two years older than most of us and one year older than like Carol and some others who got held back for one reason or another. But given the problems you've had due to your size in the past; the school might allow it."

"Do the 6th grade over? I can do that if it gets rid of being picked on and bullied all the time. I'll talk to Dad tonight! That's brilliant Kathy! I knew there had to be some way... Uh sorry Kathy but I need to go to the bathroom really quick," he said jumping up and running down the hallway, as she giggled behind him. "Hey It's NOT FUNNY!" he yelled back at her as he ducked into the nearest bathroom.

When he returned, he sat beside her and she immediately wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Yes it was funny Charlie, seeing you run naked down the hallway was VERY funny, your butt has the cutest little dimples when you run like that." <giggle>

"Well ok if that's why you were laughing at me. But it was either run or pee all over the place..." was the grumpy reply.

"Well we can't have you peeing on the floor now can we; besides, it was really good that you knew you needed to go and then were able to make it in time."

"Yeah there is that..."

"So now that you're all rested up, let's find something to do besides sit here. How about you put on your shoes and a pair of shorts at least and then we'll take a walk and I'll show you some more of the neighborhood. You can't stay cooped up in this house all the time."

"Sounds good to me," he replied and immediately when and put on shorts and shoes but no shirt since it was hot outside and they walked until lunch time, Kathy telling him about the other girls he'd met and checking out the area he now lived in. They were just finishing lunch when Carol arrived at the door.

"Hi Carol!" Charlie said smiling at her as he let her inside. "Had lunch yet? We were just finishing up sandwiches; there plenty left if you'd like some."

"No I'm fine Charlie, I already ate. Go ahead and finish eating, I need to talk to Kathy a minute, then I'll be right with you." She replied.

"Yeah I know the drill; you two need to talk about me and my problems and how I'm doing and all that, so go ahead I don't want to hear what you say about me anyway...I'm used to it..."

"It's necessary Charlie," she kindly replied.

"I know... I just wish it wasn't necessary... that I was all well, and no one needed to be here with me..."

"But that's not the case is it?"

"No... it's not, I need someone to be with me; I know that, it's just all so hard to deal with... Sorry for being so surly about it; it's just... well depressing..."

"So go finish your lunch and Kathy and I can get this talk out of the way, then you and I can spend a nice afternoon together, OK?"

"OK"

Shorty Kathy was gone and Carol was sitting at the table as he cleaned up from their lunch. When he was done, he walked over to her and stood waiting, not sure what to do. Seeing his hesitance she took charge. "Come over here Charlie," she said holding a hand out to him, then pulled him closer when his small hand was engulfed in hers and he soon found himself standing between her legs, with her hands on his hips. "I think for starters I'm going to give you a bath, then we can talk and decide what to do next."

"But I don't need a bath..."

"I know you don't," she said as she guided him to sit on her thigh and wrapped her big arm around him. "I told you the other day I take care of a lot of boys right?" she asked and he nodded. "One of the things I discovered early on in taking care of boys is that my size intimidates them and that they tend to be embarrassed when I touch them or hold them or need to diaper them. I also found out that if I give them a bath right away, then all the embarrassment of being touched or held or whatever, disappears, and that they don't feel so intimidated by me; because they know I won't hurt them and that I care about them. Giving someone a bath is, well very personal, and they feel comfortable around me after that. Does that make any sense to you?"

"Yeah since you explained it that way, I can see what you're saying. But I'm not embarrassed by you seeing me naked or touching me or holding me. You've already diapered me once, so why would I be embarrassed?"

"You shouldn't be, that's the whole point of giving you a bath to get past all that. You're different Charlie in that regard; most boys get really embarrassed at someone seeing them naked or touching them. But I still want to do this so that both of us are past any possible embarrassments over it. Now I know you don't like being treated like a little kid, but for the next hour while I'm doing this, I'm going to do just that. I'm not going to let you do anything. So just relax and go with me on this, I'm not doing it to make you feel bad. In fact I want you to feel good about it and be totally relaxed around me after we finish it. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah I can do that; it's well kind of weird, but I see what you're saying... it make sense..."

"Good now let's go do this bath, then we can talk about anything you want or do whatever you want after that." She replied, setting him on his feet and then leading him by the hand upstairs to the bathroom. When they got there, he started to kick of a shoe. "No Charlie, I do everything!" she said, then knelt down and removed his shoes and socks, then his shorts and underwear, leaving him totally naked before her. She didn't miss the little blush on his cheeks when she stood back up and then guided him over to the tub and turned on the water taps, filling it half way with bubble bath added to the water. "In you go," she gently directed and helped him get in then sit in the water. "Now just relax and let me do all the work," she softly told him then picked up a washcloth and gently started the most sensual bath he'd ever had, as she gently washed, and stroked every part of his body. By the time she got to his crotch, he was sporting a very hard erection, which got washed with soapy hands until he came, his whole body shuddering in response to her handling. When she'd finally finished, she lifted him from the tub and gently dried him with a towel and was kneeling in front of him, when his arms circled her neck and he hugged himself to her, pressing his body against her and kissing her cheeks.

"Thanks, that was wonderful; I've never had a bath like that ever," he whispered and kissed her again as she stroked his back and patted his rear.

"OK let's get you dressed then," she replied smiling at him.

"I don't need to unless we're going somewhere. I only had the shorts on before because we took a walk around the neighborhood. Me being naked won't bother you will it? It makes it easier if I suddenly have to go to the bathroom."

"Never Charlie, I love looking at naked boys, especially beautiful one's like you," she replied then stood and picked him up and he immediately wrapped himself around her, his arms around her shoulders and legs around her waist; "Now let's go talk and get to know each other better." She added then carried him like a toddler down to the kitchen and sat on a chair with him still wrapped around her, his head resting on her shoulder and him totally relaxed.

Finally he sat up and looked directly into her eyes. "There's a whole lot of lucky boys in this town that get to have you as their babysitter, that's for sure. Now what you told me about this breaking down all barriers makes a whole lot of sense. You could do anything with me and I'd be totally relaxed about it."

"That was the whole point Charlie, to make you comfortable with me..."

"Yeah I know you said that, but well, I didn't really believe it until now... you're really wonderful..."

"You are to, now tell me all about Charlie Miller..." she said as she continued to hold him and they spent the next two hours sitting right there telling each other all about themselves, enjoying the feel of holding each other and the mutual respect and concern that was developing between them. Finally, she lifted him and then turned him sideways on her lap and then gently stroked his side, her hand stopping just below his ribs. "So what do you want out of our relationship Charlie?"

"Relationship?"

"Yes. Anytime two people interact, there is a relationship between them. Both of them should come away with something positive if it's a good relationship. I get to hold and touch and talk to a very smart, cute and loveable boy; something I rarely get from boys my own age or older; what do you want from our relationship?"

"I don't know Carol, I never thought about it that way before. I've never really talked to girls until I met Kathy and Cindy and of course my sister. Girls always talked 'down' to me or 'at' me, they never really wanted to 'know' me like you or the others. I've spent most of my life being picked on by both boys and girls; I never had many friends. I suppose want I want is another close friend, I can talk to about anything and never worry about what I tell them being spread all over and used against me. It's a plus that you're a girl and so caring. I want friends I can trust and who trust me and see me as a person and don't see me for my small size. I guess that's what I really want from anyone, not just you; but everyone."

"And me holding you on my lap like this doesn't bother you? I mean me being so much bigger and all?"

"No surprisingly it doesn't, because I can feel you care about me; the real me; not some little shrimp who needs to be treated like a toddler because he's so small. Carol, if I tried to hold you like this, you'd squash me <giggle> so it only makes sense for you to hold me; when we both want to hold each other."

"Charlie, just like you most boys don't want to 'know' me; the real me; they're either afraid of me because of my size or they want to use me for sex; they think because I'm bigger and well more developed; that I'm sexually active; which I'm not. They spend all their time with me trying to cop a feel of my breasts and feed me BS about how pretty I am, trying to distract me. I know I'm plain in the beauty department; so that never works. I swear some boys must have a dozen hands though, because they're all over me. One of the reasons I like you so much is because you haven't made a single move in that department."

"Carol, I'd never do that to ANY girl. I'd never do anything without permission and them wanting me to do it. I respect the girls I really know too much to do anything like that. And you're wrong by the way you ARE pretty; especially in here," he said tapping her chest with a finger, "where it really counts," and here, tapping her head, "where it counts even more. Physical beauty means nothing if the person doesn't have love in their heart and in their head. Some of the nastiest people I've ever met were those that society says are the perfect physical types; yet I wouldn't trade their beauty for someone who cares about people for anything. And besides you ARE pretty on the outside too, once you get past how big you are. Everything is in the proper proportion for your size; you need to get past that 'plain' tag you've put on yourself; it's just not true."

"My, My you ARE a sweet talker; next you're going to want to feel my boobs; I should have seen this coming..."

"Not until YOU decide you want me to Carol. I wasn't lying about respecting you. For now I'm content with you holding me and touching me the way you have been. I enjoy the way you treat me and the fact that we can sit here with me naked and you clothed and carry own an intelligent conversation should tell you that I respect you and like you for who you are."

"So if I shift my hand down and play with your privates that's ok? Without having to let you do that too?"

<sigh> "Carol, told you that after that bath, you could do ANYTHING with my body and it was ok with me; didn't you hear me?"

"Yeah I heard you but I didn't really believe you... I thought it was the whole 'size' thing again since I could physically force anything on you."

"I thought we were past that size thing; apparently not. So I'll make it clear. Carol, I want you to touch me and handle me however you want, whatever makes you feel good and you're comfortable with. I like you and I trust you not to hurt me. So if you want to play with my privates; go ahead and do it; we'll both enjoy it. If you want me to do something with your body; you need to tell me; because I won't unless you give me permission."

"Charlie you are truly amazing, I've never heard any boy say something like that! I guess I'll have to reevaluate my whole outlook on boys now. You really trust me to do whatever I want?"

"Yes I do."

"So if I want to squeeze your cute butt, that ok?"

"Fine! What's with girls and boy's butts anyway. All of you are always stroking and patting it?"

"Well boys like to play with tits right?" and he nods, "girls like tight little behinds to play with, simple as that. It's one of the things girls look for when deciding physical attraction. Don't ask for a better explanation, I don't have one. I just know I like feeling boy's behinds. So what about you? What do you find physically attractive in girls."

"Then feel my butt all you want, because it feels good to me too. Now about boobs, some girls get all worried about size, I know that, but what they don't know or won't admit, it that ANY boob is fine with most guys. Some like smaller ones, some like big ones; I prefer them to be proportional to the girl's body, too big and they don't attract me; small is ok with me, but proportional is best. Yours look to be just about right with the size of the rest of you. And I really like those long legs of yours."

"But what about a pretty face?"

"EYES!" he replied, "Your eyes tell me what's going on in here," he said again tapping her temple, "That's what makes a girl pretty to me, what's going on inside their head. How do they see me; how do they treat me; do they even care about me. Anything beyond those things is a plus, if I get the right answers to those questions. About the only thing that is an absolute turn off for me physically; is fat; not chubby or pleasantly plump; but fat. Grossly overweight tells me the girl has no respect for herself so it just turns the switch in MY head right off. Pretty face, plain face, big or small boobs, short or long legs, hair, none of it makes any real difference to me if the girl cares about me and how I feel. Sex is mostly in the mind; I know you've heard that before. But it's true! I'd rather be with the plainest girl there is, if she cared about me than the most beautiful girl in the world, who's wrapped up in her own image."

"Charlie, I don't know what to say to all that; I always thought it was physical beauty that attracted guys..."

"Well physical beauty may be the 'initial' attraction; but not always. That only gets the 'talking' started; but it's the talking and feeling of care that either makes it work or not. Being so little, I've never had much choice in whether most girls would talk to me or not. Most just wrote me off as a shrimp and bypassed me without getting to know me at all. But take a good look around you sometime and look at all the girls who are 'plain' looking, but have guys hanging on their every word. It's their personality, that REALLY attracts and holds guys not their looks. A beautiful but stuck up girl gets lots of dates, but they don't come back and they don't stay around. The 'plain Jane's' outnumber the 'beauty queens' 10 to 1 and it's the ones who take a real interest in the guy and what he feels that win the contest."

"You're sure about this?"

"Absolutely! Guys will look past almost anything, if the girl really shows she cares about them; and I'm not talking about sex here. I mean shows she's interested in them as an individual, what they think and how they feel and what they want out of life."

"You know Charlie, girls think similar thoughts; but we look for intelligence, respect and caring behavior when we decide who's acceptable or not. Like you said, looks are a plus, but not the big deciding factor."

"Then how do you explain stupid jocks getting fawned over by all the girls all the time?"

"I can't, but you'll also notice; they don't marry those stupid jocks for the most part. They marry the nice guy who couldn't get a date through most of high school when they see past the 'image' of the big muscular dude with no brains and no real concern for his partner."

"Yeah but in the mean time, us 'nice guys' sit and wait for the light bulb to turn on in their heads; wondering what's wrong with us..."

"Nothing's wrong Charlie... that's why I'm sitting here having the longest, most interesting conversation I've ever had with ANY boy ever; I like you Charlie and I want us to be friends like you said. I know I can trust you with anything..."

"I like you too Carol, and as much as I'm enjoying you playing with my butt; I need to go to the bathroom before I have an accident. Sorry..."

<laugh> "Don't be sorry, just go! We'll talk when you get back.... <giggle>

When he returned, he immediately climbed back onto her lap and relaxed in her arms. "So Carol, now that we've resolved all the serious problems between boys and girls, when do I get to see your boobs?" he said with a snicker.

"Charlie Miller!" she all but shouted.

He immediately sat up and took her face in his hands. "I was just teasing Carol, you know I didn't mean that." He said softly, then gently kissed her lips and was immediately grabbed in a tight hug as she returned his kiss only with everything she had.

"Wow!" was all he managed when she finally broke off the kiss and let him lay back against her shoulder.

"Yeah wow!" she gasped out, her chest heaving. Then after regaining control shook her finger under his nose, "I should spank you for doing that Charlie, you shocked my whole mental process! But the kiss was worth it. You're a really good kisser, little guy, I didn't know you had it in you!"

"Good kissing requires caring about the other person Carol, and you're pretty good yourself! I shouldn't have done that, but I just couldn't pass up the opportunity, it was just too easy...." He replied grinning. "But if you feel you need to spank me, go ahead, just don't leave any evidence for my sister to find."

"I really should you know! But then it's no fun when the other person 'wants' to be spanked. Besides, Mary probably wouldn't let me be with you again if I accidently damaged you..."

"Hey at least I asked, didn't I?" he said still grinning.

"Yes you did and the answer is 'not today' mister smarty pants. But that's not a definite no for the future."

"But I'm not wearing pants?"

"Don't even get started Charlie or I WILL leave evidence for your sister!"

"OK... Ok so tell me everything there is to know about Carol Simpson, the Amazon queen of the neighborhood." That started a long conversation where she told him all about herself and he was a very good listener. They were still talking only now in the living room where they could be more comfortable when Mary returned home later, just before dinner time.

"So did you two enjoy yourselves?" she asked as she looked down at her brother, laying on the couch with his head on Carol's lap, her fingers playing with his hair.

"Yes!" they both answered. Then broke out laughing together.

"Well I'm glad to hear that. Carol thank you so much for looking after Charlie today, I got a chance to really sit down and talk to some of the girls; I really looking forward to going to school with you folks now."

"Mary it was really nothing. We weren't lying when we both said we had a good time today. You have the most fascinating boy for a brother, I've ever met. I learned more about how boys really think today than I ever thought possible; mainly because Charlie's so honest about things. I feel really good about myself after spending an afternoon with him; and I'd really like to spend more time with him anytime you'll let me."

"I don't see why not, Charlie needs to make more friends here and well I'd like to spend some time getting to know people better myself. Are you ok with this Charlie?"

"Sure Mary, Carol and I get along fine, she's really nice and easy to talk to."

"OK then... Whenever you want to stop by then I guess is the answer Carol; Charlie's here all the time, at least until his medical problem is over; I'm sure he'd like to see someone besides me in the afternoons. Charlie? Kathy told me about your possible school plan. Are you going to really talk to Dad about that?"

"Yes tonight, if I can get him alone for it."

"Do you think he'll go for it?"

"Don't know. All I can do is ask and give him my best sales job."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but is there anything I can do to help?" Carol asked.

"Charlie's going to ask Dad to have him registered in the 6th grade with us instead of 7th grade at that middle school, where he doesn't know anyone at all. It'll be hard enough being the 'new kid' without his size bringing more down on him. He's worried about his safety with being so small and always targeted by bullies. And thinks that Ricky kid, might come after him over what happened at the school the other day."

"So you'd do the 6th grade over?"

"Yeah, that's the plan..."

"Wouldn't you be bored?"

"Probably a little, but the safety factor of having some kids I know around to block some of the bullying out weights the boredom factor. At least I'd have Mary and Kathy and Cindy and maybe you if you're willing to run some interference if needed."

"Put me down on the 'Charlie's Angels' squad; first rate protectors against all bullies and perverts!" she replied smiling; "Seriously no one at that school messes with me or anyone, I consider a friend; and YOU Charlie are a friend of mine!"

"Thanks Carol, you don't know how much that means to me," he shyly replied.

"Yes I do Charlie! We just spent all afternoon discussing relationships and feelings and I know exactly what that means to you. I'm in all the way!"

"Thanks, now all I have to do is convince Dad, it's a good idea; and get him to convince the school..."

That evening after dinner Charlie talked to his father about registering him in the 6th grade for his protection. It ended up being a very long and tear filled discussion, with him telling his dad he'd been beaten up an average of 2-3 times per week the previous year as well as all the years before and having his lunch money stolen 3-4 times per week. "Son why didn't you ever tell me about this?"

"I told Mom and she patched me up so many times, she knew what was happening; I guess she never told you... or the school, because nothing was ever done to stop it."

"She just said you'd gotten into a skuffle when I'd notice a band aid or bruise. Never that this was going on. Charlie are you absolutely sure this is what you want?"

"Yes Dad, I am. There's no way I'll survive that middle school alone with no friends at all; not with my size and at least one bully and his buddies already hating me, for something I didn't even do. There's no way the teachers can protect me. I know they'll say they can but we both know they can't. They can't be everywhere all the time and then there's the bus rides to consider. At least with Mary, Carol, Kathy and Cindy around, I'll have someone to watch my back for me."

After a long time, he finally made his decision. "OK Son, I'll do everything I can to make this happen; I'm not happy that it's necessary but I can see where you're coming from. I can't guarantee the school will buy onto it, but I'll try my best for you."

"Thanks Dad, that's all I'm asking, is to give it a shot and hope it works."

Two days went by before Charlie heard anything. His father had taken an afternoon off work to go talk to the principle of the school and outlined Charlie's history of being beaten and abused by bigger kids. "We'll have to have approval from the school board, since he's two years older than the other kids; but it's only a one grade holdback so they should approve it; especially given his small stature." The principle finally replied. "The meeting is tomorrow night at 7:00 at the high school conference room, can you make it? A personal appeal would work better, but I'll be there to support your request."

That evening his Dad told him that he would go to the school board the next evening to make the formal request for approval. "Good luck Dad, I know you'll do your best," Charlie replied.

All day Thursday, Charlie worried and fidgeted, no matter what any of the girls tried, they couldn't distract him or cheer him up.

That evening Mr. Miller made his case to the school board and all of them seemed to agree, except one man who couldn't believe it was necessary. "What's the name of this bully who attacked your son already?" he demanded.

"His name is Ricky Martin and apparently lives three streets West of our house." He responded and all of the other members of the board gasp.

"WHAT! MY SON WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" the man screamed.

"If your son is the same Ricky Martin, then he DID do something like that, with a ton of witnesses!" Mr. Miller responded. "He's WELL KNOWN in the neighborhood as a bully!"

"I'll sue you for defamation! I won't stand for this!"

"Do what you want; I already have 3 attorneys on retainer for other legal matters; one case more or less won't make any difference to me. But I'll warn you in advance, we'll parade every kid in the neighborhood through that court and bring out all your son's dirty deeds! I really don't care about your son as long as he and his friends leave the other kids alone. I'm trying to do what's best for MY son here, not belittle yours. It took tremendous courage for my son to ask for this for his own protection; all I'm asking here is that his request be granted."

"Mr. Martin!" the principle interjected. "Before you go on a rant or launch a legal case you WILL LOSE, I've told you repeatedly about your son's behavior; but you refused to believe me. I and my entire teaching staff will appear in that court also and you certainly won't like what we have to say. Your son Ricky IS a BULLY and delinquent and if you don't do something soon; he'll end up in juvenile court on criminal charges soon."

"OK but I refuse to vote on this matter!"

"Alright then we'll vote," the board president announced. "Those in favor? I count 5 for and 1 abstention; the motion passes and Charlie Miller is authorized to register for the 6th grade due to extenuating circumstance of personal safety. Mr. Miller, I'd like to thank you for bringing this matter before the board; I will notify the staff at the Middle School to be particularly watchful on Mr. Martin Jr. and his behavior. The board will no longer tolerate miscreant behavior on his part! He will be expelled with cause on the first offense! Do I make myself clear on this issue Mr. Martin Sr.?"

"I won't stand for it!" the man threatened.

"Then you'd better start investigating other school options soon, because WE won't stand for his behavior just because his father is a member of this school board!"

"Thank you for your time Mr. Miller and offer Charlie our best wishes. Now on to budget items 1-6," she said to the other board members. Mr. Miller and the principle departed at that point.

When he got home, he was met with a small boy crashing into his legs, "Well?" Charlie pleaded.

"You are repeating the 6th grade Charlie, they approved it." He calmly replied.

Charlie launched himself into a hug of his father, his whole body trembling as he just kept saying over and over, "thank you Dad, you don't know what this means to me."

Kneeling down and picking him up and returning his hug, "Yes I do Charlie, that's why I did what I had to do to protect you. You're a good boy and no boy should have to go through what you've been through in your short life. I love you Charlie and I'd do anything to protect you..."

Meanwhile Mary was on the phone making calls and just saying "Charlie's Angels is a Go!" before hanging up and making the next call. Charlie spent the rest of the evening curled up on his father's lap, unable to hug the man enough to thank him for what he'd done. Emotionally exhausted, he fell asleep there and never noticed when he was carried upstairs, diapered and put to bed, with a kiss from his father and who tucked him into bed. Nor when his sister crawled in behind him a half hour later and then spent the night holding him and keeping him warm and safe.

The next morning, Charlie got up and was eating breakfast when Kathy and Cindy arrived, both wearing bright colored t-shirts with the words "Charlie's Angels" across the front. "What the heck?" Charlie said as he saw them and dropped his fork.

"Congratulations Charlie!" Kathy said pulling him up into a big hug and then kissing him; followed immediately by her sister. "We're charter members of a new club at school."

"What is this all about?..."

"Don't you remember Carol saying, 'sign me up for the Charlie's Angel's Squad'? Well we liked the name and idea, so we had shirts made." Cindy replied.

"Charlie 14 girls already have these shirts and have sworn to protect you and each other against all abuse of any kind; 6 more have shirts on order and all of them that you don't know; can't wait to meet you. They all know what you've done and why you did it and we all just want you to know that we support you." Kathy added.

<Ha Ha Ha> "Charlie the guy at the t-shirt place even dug out the logo from that old TV show and used it on them; he thinks we're a revival fan club of that old show. We didn't tell him what it really meant, he just thinks it's great to sell shirts! He even hung one up in the window on display, thinking it's a new fad or something." Cindy told him.

"What can I say... Thanks both of you and all the other girls too I guess..." then gave them each a hug and kiss. Then Kathy sat him back down to finish his breakfast, taking the chair beside him and excitedly telling him about all the other girls who want to meet him and their plans to protect each other during the coming school year. "Any boy that messes with any of us, better like boys, because no girl will even talk to him if we have our way." She said with firm resolve. "And girls better like the bullies, because they will quickly find themselves outcasts, from the rest of us."

"No violence though," Charlie cautioned.

"Only in self defense Charlie; shunning works better than violence; no one will acknowledge they exist."

"Yeah I know about shunning," he replied, "I've been living it for 13 years on an unofficial basis."

"Not any more Charlie, you now have a fan club for standing up to them and forcing the issue." The School Board is really bent out of shape about you even having to ask to be held back was necessary; school behavior will be monitored a lot more closely this year. Sue's mother is on that board and really tore into Mr. Martin about his son after your Dad left the meeting.

"So now that we've delivered the good news; Cindy will be staying with you this morning while I deliver the news around the neighborhood. Carol will be here around 11 o'clock to take over, while your sister and I distribute t-shirts and meet with some other girls and explain it all to them. She'll stay until Mary comes home, probably about 3:00 or so. Is all that ok with you?"

"Yeah Kathy OK, but I really wish you girls wouldn't make such a big deal over this... if you wore those shirts to school; all the guys would really hate me, it'll just make it worse."

"Oh we can't wear them at school Charlie, that's not allowed, no shirts with logo's of any kind except official school logo shirts. We're just making a statement to all the bullies between now and then to cool their jets or pay the price. Don't worry about the guys, when we're done with them; no one will mess with our Charlie. It will only take one example and Ricky Martin has been voted as the first one to get 'the treatment' from the Angels."

"OK but please just don't cause any problems that don't already exist. We don't need to stir the pot any more than necessary; that's all I'm asking here."

"No new problems Charlie; we're just going to address some old ones that are long overdue."

"OK then, I guess I'll see you later..." he said as she got up to leave.

"So what are we doing this morning Cindy?" he asked turning to face her.

"Why don't you put some shorts on and we'll take a walk like you did with Kathy, you really need to get out of the house and maybe I could introduce you to a few other kids. <giggle> I'd really rather take you the way you are, but I don't think naked on the street would go over well with some people around here. <giggle>

"Why you naughty little girl, you just want to keep me naked all the time don't you?" he grinned.

"If I could I would Charlie, I really like you that way, oh so sexy and hmmm just so easy on the eyes. Now go put some clothes on."

"Whatever you say Cindy, you're in charge after all..."

"Yes I am, so go before I decide to ravish you or maybe spank you as an alternative."

"I'm gone!" he yelled as he ran from the room, to the sound of loud laughter.

For the next two hours they walked around the neighborhood stopping a different houses and Charlie was introduced to a number of girls along the way; too many to keep track of names and several boys also. He was surprised when several of the girls were wearing 'Angels' t-shirts and even more surprised when each of them immediately gave him a big hug and kiss and told him how proud of him they were and assured him that no one would stand for him being hurt. They treated him like they'd known him for years and his rear end was getting a lot of pats and a few squeezes in the process. He just smiled at each of them, told them he was happy to meet them and looked forward to being in school with them. At the Hudson house, it was Mrs. Hudson who answered the door.

"Hello Mrs. Hudson is Sue home? This is Charlie Miller and I was just introducing him around the neighborhood, since he's allowed out now. Cindy explained.

"Unfortunately no Cindy she's down at the tennis club. Oh, Hello Charlie, I've heard so much about you. I must say, your father gave a rather convincing case to the School Board, and now that I see you in person, I can understand his concern for your safety. Putting you in that school with boys so much bigger is just asking for problems. I really didn't like the reason it was necessary to do what you did, but I've been concerned about discipline problems in our schools for a number of years. Hopefully, your case will push things to get those problems taken care of."

"Thank you for helping me Mrs. Hudson; I just couldn't go there with no friends or support and already having one enemy and his buddies after me. I had to think about it for a long time before I asked my Dad to do that; I wish it wasn't necessary, but I'm sure I made the right choice. At least now I'll have some friends to look out for me."

"More than 'some' if that t-shirt is any indication; I've seen several of them around today and Susan tells me there will be a lot more quickly; they're just waiting for the guy to print them." She said with a smile. "From what I'm hearing, most of the girls in your grade have ordered them and some from other grades as well. You will be a very popular young man at that school."

"Everyone who has one of these shirts has agreed to protect each other, not just Charlie, Mrs. Hudson, bullies and troublemakers are in for a rude awakening this year. We're not going to tolerate it." Cindy firmly told the woman.

"As long as there's no violence involved, I have no problem with that Cindy; just report them to the school officials and let them handle it."

"That's what we planned. Now there will be witnesses willing to back up the victims and get the troublemakers dealt with; before they were afraid to step forward. Not anymore. This crap stops this year!"

"That's exactly what I hoped you say Cindy and I can assure you, that the board will back you 100%. Proof is what was lacking before and now the administrators will get what they need to deal with it."

"Uh Mrs. Hudson? Would it be possible to uh... use your bathroom. I have this bladder infection and well it's been two hours now and I need to either use yours or get home quick!" he interjected obviously fidgeting.

"Oh certainly Charlie, right through there and first door on your right," she replied pointing and he quickly shot past her into the house; returning a few minutes later looking much better.

"Thanks, this infection is really a pain; I don't get much warning and when I need to go; it comes on really quick," he said blushing.

"Certainly dear, I understand about these things. I hope you're better soon. The fact that you're out and around the neighborhood is a very good sign of progress. That poor Murphy boy didn't fare so well when he had his problems. I feel sorry for him every time I see him; but then, at least he lived through it and seems to be dealing with it."

"Yeah Carol told me about him, but not his name, I guess I'm lucky they caught it early enough to do something before it got too bad." He replied.

"Yes well it's not a secret, everyone knows about it and he doesn't hide it, he can't very well hide the fact that he has to wear that leg bag and drain it every so often. He's such a nice boy though, it's just a shame it had to happen to him."

"Speaking of Carol," Cindy said looking at her watch, "we need to get you home soon; it's almost eleven and she's supposed to take over from me then."

"Ok well nice meeting you Mrs. Hudson and thanks again for your help."

"My pleasure Charlie, take care of yourself now and have a good year at school."

When they got to the house, Carol was sitting on the front porch waiting. "Oh good, I was beginning to think I got the time wrong or something." She said standing up.

"No we were just out for a walk and I introduced Charlie to a few people that's all, then Mrs. Hudson got kind of long winded and well we were pushing it to make it back on time." Cindy replied.

"No problem, Cindy, how's our favorite boy today." She said smiling at him.

"He's doing really good Carol, no problems at all, he went two hours while we walked around and fortunately Mrs. Hudson let him use a bathroom, so no accidents."

"OK then, I officially relieve you of duty Cindy; I'll take it from here." Carol responded and Cindy replied with a mock salute. Then giggled as she turned to leave. Leaving Charlie standing there with open mouth wondering what that was all about.

"Official Charlie's Angels protocol," Carol explained to him, then giggled, "A bit overboard if you ask me, but hey; I'll play along with their game. One of us will be officially 'on duty' with you at all times until you're well. We can't leave until we've been 'officially' relieved by our replacement."

"You're kidding right?"

"Nope! That's the rules of the Angels; no exceptions."

"First it's t-shirts and now this? What is this military or something? Do I at least get to go to the bathroom alone?"

"Well that depends on whether the assigned girl thinks it's safe or not..." <giggle> "Of course you can Charlie; we just want to take good care of you."

"Well ok then, I suppose we should go in, I feel another bathroom break coming on," he replied pulling out his key and unlocking the door.

"OK, I'll wait for you in the kitchen, it's just about time to fix you some lunch." She replied and followed him inside, then made sure the door was relocked before heading for the kitchen.

Charlie came back a few minutes later and found her assembling BLT sandwiches and had made two side salads. "This ok with you?" she asked.

"Fine, I wasn't all that hungry and that looks like just enough."

"Here you go Charlie, BLT on whole wheat, heart healthy and all that good stuff. Must say the real mayo kind of shoots holes in the healthy part though." She said putting a plate down in front of him. She put her plate down beside him and started eating then stopped and looked at him.

"What?" he said.

"Oh, <sigh> nothing really, I came over here expecting to spend an enjoyable afternoon playing with my favorite naked boy and he comes home wearing shorts, all the good parts covered up.... <sigh>"

"Hell, is that the problem?" he said and quickly stood and stripped off his shorts and underwear, leaving only his shoes and socks; "How's that better?"

"Much! Thanks Charlie the scenery just improved 3000%," she replied smiling broadly.

"Any time Carol, I don't have anything to hide from you."

"Good, now eat up so I get to hold that favorite naked boy and play with him..."

"OK..." he replied with a grin; "Do I get to see those knockers today?"

"Only if you're a VERY good boy and follow directions to the letter, young man!" she replied grinning back at him.

Both of them quickly polished off their lunch and then quickly retired to the living room couch. "So how would you like me today?" he asked.

"Right here sitting on my lap where I can cuddle you appropriately and feel all the good parts without having to reach," she replied patting her lap. Charlie quickly found himself reclining against her upper arm, his body turned in towards her, where she had free access to his butt as well as his privates, and was alternating massaging each. "Perfect" she muttered as his cock quickly responded to her soft hand.

"Now about those boobs, do I really get to see them today?" he whispered.

"Yes, I think good boys should be rewarded, so help me get this stupid 'official' t-shirt off and you can both see them and touch them, since you're being such a good boy today. Charlie sat up a minute and helped her pull the shirt off over her head, then she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, then took it off, leaving him sitting here wide eyed and mouth open staring at them."

"Carol they're beautiful.... And HUGE!"

<chuckle> "Charlie, I'm only a 'B+' cup size, so no they're not huge, it's just that, well I'm a big girl, so 'B' is bigger on me than some skinny little girl."

Reaching out, he tried to cup one in his small hand and it barely covered the end, then tried using both hands and couldn't touch his fingers around one. Finally he looked directly in her eyes, "Say what you want Carol but those are really big breasts, especially to a little guy like me."

"Go ahead Charlie I know you want to touch them, you won't hurt me and your hands feel really good, just don't squeeze hard, be gentle with them, but they do like being touched."

Charlie laid his cheek against the left breast and watched as he carefully manipulated her right breast with his hand, while listening to her heart beat, where his ear was pressed against her chest. "Oh Carol these are just so nice, I've never felt anything like this before.... Could... could I kiss them and... and maybe suck like a baby on them?" his voice trembling in anticipation.

"Sure Charlie, why not, now lay your head back here against my arm and we'll let you kiss and suck this one all you want," she replied, as she positioned him, then fed him her left nipple like a baby about to breastfeed and both his hand gently closed around it as he opened his mouth and went to work on it. "Oh Charlie," she groaned, "You make a wonderful baby, go ahead honey I really like what your mouth is doing there." She replied as she returned to stroking his cock with long slow strokes.

Charlie was in heaven as he gently sucked at the swollen nipple in his mouth, his eyes darting up to look at the brown eyes looking back lovingly at him and the big smile on her face as she watched him nurse on her young breast. "Too bad I'm dry or I'd love you doing this to drain them Charlie," she softly told him stroking her fingers through his hair to move it back from his face, then returning to stroking his straining cock down below. She could feel his body tensing from her handling and leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Cum for me Charlie, shoot your cream for mama Carol, I know you want to, I can feel you're ready... " then he arched his back and cum shot up between them and some landed on her breasts but most on his chest and belly. When he recovered he looked up and saw a glob of cum on her breast and quickly sat up and licked it off, then kissed her mouth, both of them tasting his cum.

"Thanks Carol he whispered his nose rubbing against hers, "that was wonderful... can I do something to make you feel good too?"

"You already did Charlie, I have very wet panties right now from the orgasm I had while you sucked my breast. I didn't even know I could cum like that, but I sure did with you working on it."

"Well ok, but if you'd like, I'd be happy to you know finger you or do oral on you down there. I really like doing both."

"Maybe next time Charlie, for now, why don't you go get cleaned up and I'll put my clothes back on then we can rest together for awhile."

"Whatever you want Carol, you're in charge..."

"You like having me make all the decisions don't you?" she asked after a flash of thought brought that to her brain.

"With you and a few other girls; the answers Yes. I like you making the decisions; I trust you Carol to not make any that would hurt me and I want us both to be happy about what we do together." He said smiling as he got up and went to clean the mess of cum from his body. When he came back he explained further as he lay on her lap. "I want you in charge during sex Carol; I can't mess up if you're in charge. I know whatever you tell me you want me to do is something you want, so I can't accidently go too far or do something you don't want. It makes everything really easy when you tell me what you want. I'll enjoy it no matter what we do; but I don't ever want the girl to be uncomfortable about something we do. So if she's in charge; then all I have to do, is try my best to do it good for her. I'll always ask before doing something just to make sure you're comfortable about it."

"Well since I'm in charge, I'd like to try something you might enjoy Charlie," she offered.

"What's that?"

"I'd like to do oral sex on you and maybe add a little something while I'm at it; let's go up to your room and I'll do it there." She replied.

"OK whatever you want, I'm game to try it."

Picking him up like a toddler, she carried him up to his room, then laid him on his desk/changing table, with his rear end right at the edge. "Now just relax Charlie and let me do all the work. First, I'm going to put some lotion on your behind and put a finger in you; it won't hurt, in fact it should feel good."

"That's ok, I've had that done before. Just don't work my prostate so I cum without an orgasm. That really sucks when that happens."

"Someone's done that?"

"Yeah, more an accident while she was experimenting really. She didn't intend for it to happen, she was just trying to find the gland and see what it felt like."

"Should I ask who?"

"Sorry, but it wouldn't be right for me to tell you that, not that I don't trust you Carol, but I don't make a habit of talking about what I do sex wise with any girl. I won't talk about what we do either; that would be breaking trust with the person."

"Thank you Charlie, I'm really glad to hear that what we do is just between us. I have enough guys trying to use me for sex without gossip being spread around about me. I rarely do anything with anyone; but you're kind of special. You're the first boy to ever get to even see my breasts let alone handle them bare or suck on them. Some boys have groped me through my clothes, but no one but you has gotten to even look at them."

"Carol? Could I kiss you? I need to thank you for letting me do something so special and personal."

"You most certainly can little guy, sit up here and give me a good one!"

Charlie sat up with her standing between his legs then wrapped his whole body around her and spent five minutes thanking her for letting him be the first one to see or touch her breasts putting his whole body into each kiss; breaking only long enough to catch a breath in between lip locks.

When he finally released her and moved back down onto the changing pad, she leaned over him and with a big smile just said; "Charlie anytime you want to kiss me like that you don't need to ask! Just do it! You're the best kisser I've ever met and I want you to do that whenever you feel the need or want to do it. You're great!"

"Thanks Carol, you kiss really good too you know..."

"OK now I want to try oral on you; but I'll warn you in advance, I've never done this before either, so if I do something wrong let me know or if I do something you really like, let me know that. OK? And as for your prostate, well I've felt those before, I usually give Richard a handjob when I shave him, and he really likes a finger up the butt, just as he comes, so I thought you might like it while I suck you."

"Don't know, I've never had that done before; but it sound good. That gland is really super sensitive every time it's even been touched, my whole body jerks like an electric shock or something. So go easy on it. I think I'm really going to like this Carol, and don't worry about doing something wrong, I know you wouldn't hurt me; experiment all you want on me, we'll both learn in the process and make it better for both of us if we ever do anything again."

"Oh don't worry Charlie, we WILL be doing things in the future, anytime we can get together and you're willing. I really like you Charlie, more than I've ever liked any boy and I really like your body. You do know you have a beautiful body don't you? I know a ton of girls who's give anything to have skin and muscle tone like you have. I can hardly keep my hands off you and the fact that you let me handle you so freely is just so incredibly sexy, I can't stand it." All through that she been gently stroking him from chest to knees and smiled when she looked down and saw a nice hard erection poking up. "Now relax and let me have a try at this."

Putting a glob of lotion on her left hand, she reached under him and he lifted his legs to give her better access, then gently massaged at his hole until one finger slid inside and when she felt him relax, added as second finger and traced inward along the upperside until the tip of one finger hit his prostate and he jerked. "You weren't kidding when you said it was super sensitive, were you?"

"No," he replied with a groan, "just to do anything to it unless you want to force me to cum, cause it will happen quick when you do... your fingers feel really good in there Carol, stroke in and out some but stay off my prostate until you want me to cum..."

"You got it Charlie," she said turning her hand over so her fingertip were down against the backside of his passage instead of the front, then gently started slowly stroking in and out; getting moans and groans from him. Keeping up the stroking with her left hand, she brought her attention to his cock which was now straining and twitching with every breath he took. Gently picking it up with her thumb and two fingers, she leaned in and licked at his sack, tasting the sweat and smelling his scent, then stroked her tongue up the underside of his cock to the tip and sucking it into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the head, before pulling back and kissing the end, her tongue flicking at the hole. Charlie moaned and his head thrashed some, then she sucked into her mouth and quickly had it full length in that warm, wet cavity, her tongue working along the sides and bottom as her cheeks caved in with the sucking she was applying. Charlie was gripping the sides of the desk top to keep from sliding off, as his hips thrust up towards her mouth and she started moving her head up and down in time with his thrusts, taking all of him into her each time, she descended, and working the tip with her tongue at the top of each stroke. Charlie was thrashing, his head turning back and forth and his chest pink and face flushed, gasping for breath as his body arched at her, she knew he was close and turned her hand in his butt over and slid those fingers over his prostate and his whole body tensed, arched and shook as he screamed and at the same time emptied himself into her mouth, as she continued to suck and swallow at the same time. She kept up working his insides and his cock until finally nothing was coming out anymore and she felt him going limp in her mouth. When she finally released his cock from her mouth and removed her fingers from him, she saw him lying completely limp on the desk, his arms dropped over the sides, his legs trembling as his sweat covered body gasp and heaved trying to draw air into him and allow him to recover. Lowering his legs, she picked him up in her arms and carried him over to his bed and held him on her lap, stroking him all over and trying to get his attention. "Charlie!" she said repeatedly, shaking his shoulder until his eyes finally opened.

"OH GOD! Carol!" he whimpered

"Charlie are you ok? Charlie you're scaring me here."

"Carol, I.... I.... that was.... The...the best....most.... Carol I... I can't describe it...." He finally managed to get out between gasping breaths, his chest still heaving.

When he finally recovered he grabbed her around the neck and shoulders and started kissing her all over her face then locked onto her mouth and put everything he had left into kissing her, before collapsing back in her arms, smiling up at her. "Carol, if that was 'first time experimenting' I don't know whether I'll be able to take it, when you decide you 'know what you're doing'; that was just incredible!"

"So you liked it then?"

"Liked? Carol that's the understatement of the year! 'Wonderful, fantastic, great, incredible, awesome,' none of those words come close to describing what I felt!"

"So you wouldn't mind doing that again sometime?"

"Carol are you not hearing me? Anytime, Anywhere, with 10,000 people watching if you want. Yes, YES, YES!"

"Ok then, since you like it so much, we'll do that again sometime. But right now, I think you need a nice bath..."

"Anything Carol, anything you want..." he replied falling back against her arm and going limp.