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Chapter XLVI: JB and the Babysitter When Mommy and Mama came in George was tickling me and I was rolling around on the floor. Mama said, "Don't be too rough, Georgie. She isn't used too it like Glyn is." He wasn't being too rough yet though, but I jumped up and ran to give them a hug. Mommy picked me up; she wasn't dressed all fancy, just for like business, but she smelled real good, and I liked putting my face on her neck. Mama gave all the same instructions to George that Mommy had earlier, and I could tell he had a hard time listening. When she got to the bath part I asked if we could use the real big tub, and Mommy nodded, but when I asked if we could use the sprinklers they said it was already too dark but I could swing and play in the sand for a very little while. Both Mommy and Mama gave me one last big hug, and they kissed Georgie too, and they finally left. I took George out side, and he opened the sand box up, and I got some trucks. When he started to help me I had to tell him that no clothes were allowed in the sand and he acted like that didn't mean him, but I insisted. He didn't want to play in the sand with me then, but I talked him into it, he still got to keep his boxers on though, and we made a big road and tried to do a tunnel but those never really work. Then it was real dark and he said it was time to go inside, and I showed him how to wash off with the hose and made him take off his boxers then. He had hair down there! Lots, and I reached over to feel it, but he pushed my hand away, and I said, "I just want to see what the hair feels like," and he let me touch it for just a second, and then brushed off unders started to put them and his other clothes back on. I grabbed his pants and said, "Just stay naked. I am." He said, "No, JB, I'm older and it's not right." "Mama and Mommy are older and they stay naked. They won't care. It feels nice. Don't you ever?" "Yeah, I do but not tonight. Don't give me a hard time, JB." I said, "Sorry." And I really was; I felt bad because I guess I was being really fussy and bossy right then. He put his arm on my shoulder and kissed my head. Then he guided me into the kitchen - and he did just wear his t-shirt and boxers. In the kitchen he said, "'K, where does Aunt Nora keep the cookies?!" "Mommy doesn't believe in them I think." "But we got to have snacks!" "Carrots and stuff. Mostly I just get juice." "Oh," George said, but he kept looking in the refrigerator and on all the shelves. He got out the bread and the Jam and made some toast. He poured two glasses of juice and handed one to me. I picked it up and held it and just looked at it. I said, "I never drink form these now." George had spread a ton of jam on a whole piece of toast and gave it to me. He said, "Oh. Not at all. Do you want to?" I didn't answer but just looked at the juice. He took it and poured it into a baby bottle for me. I took it at once and started to s-ck on it. Then I put it down and just looked at the table. I was embarrassed. George acted like he didn't notice. He was eating his toast and said, "Eat up, JB. Plenty more where that came from. Glyn tries to get a whole piece in her mouth at once all the time, but she's never made it. I smiled and folded the bread up and I did get it all in at once but some of the jam came out and got on my stomach, and I couldn't close my mouth or chew or swallow it. George laughed, and pulled the toast out of my mouth. "Close, but that doesn't count," he said. He made me a new piece of toast and told me not to try again. I asked him to cut it up for me, and he did, and I ate it that way, but more jam slipped off and got all over my face. When we were done I started to go to the den, but he said, "Go wash up, JB." I felt surprised, and just looked at him and shook my head. He understood, and got a wet towel and started to clean my face for me, then he started to do my tummy and some jam had dripped down almost to my wiener, and when he wiped that off I put my face in his hair and hugged him and said, "You starting to think I'm creepy yet?" George didn't answer. Instead he said, "I think it's bath time. Let's go, buddy," and he took my hand. I didn't want to be fussy some more, but I said, "It's not yet bed time though. Can we play after bath? Please?" "Sure. I just think we need to get you un-sticky is all." "You're real nice, Georgie," I said, and I led him into Mommy bathroom and I got into the tub before he turned on the water. I said, "Georgie, will you get in the tub with me? Please. My Mommy and Mama do lots. It's more fun." And he did! And I got to look at his big wiener, and he helped me wash the bathtub dolls too, and he pretended to like doing it (but I could tell that it was just pretending). And then he made me sit still and he started washing me, and he washed real soft, lots gentler than Mama, like he was afraid he was going to hurt me. I turned around and he did my back, but when he stopped I stuck my butt up real high and said, "You got to do that place too," and he washed it real fast, and I grabbed his hand and rubbed it on my bottom hole, and he laughed, so I said, "Do the inside too." And he laughed louder and put a finger inside me. I made his finger go back and forth and then sat on his lap and put his hand and the wash rag on my tube and said, "You forgot that part, Georgie." Then George sighed before he put the wash cloth on my wiener, and he rubbed it real softly, and it felt good. Then he took his other hand and held my tube up and pulled the skin back and squeezed the wet, soapy cloth over it. He said, "My mom says that's the best way to get the part under the skin clean." I just nodded, because Mommy and Mama always did that too, and I smuggled up next to him. He dropped the cloth but kept rubbing me down there. I got the cloth and smiled right in his face and said, "I'll do yours," and he didn't say anything but didn't pull away either, so I held him in my hand and pulled back on his skin and squeezed water on his mushroom top. Then I held on longer and moved my hand up and down. His wiener felt different from mine and from Greg's (Gina's) which was the only other I'd really felt before, and it started to get hard too, and he let me keep doing it for a while but then pushed me away. At first that made me sad, but right away Georgie pulled me back and hugged me, and he let me kiss his lips and cheek. I got behind him and said, "I'll wash you," and I did his back and then made him lean forward, and I stuck my finger inside him and he gasped, but I left it in and wiggled it, and he didn't mind, and my finger was way in him when I kissed him on the cheek - on his back cheek, inside the crack. Then I move back to the front and washed his tummy but got back to his wiener again, and it was lots harder! It couldn't hardly bend, and I said, "I can french kiss it, Georgie." Then before he could say something I put his stiffy inside my mouth, and it almost went all the way to my throat. And he moaned, but I thought he liked it. Then he started breathing real fast, and his chest went up and down, and I started to sit up, but he pushed my head back down on his tube. Then his butt started going up and down, and I was afraid that he was going to get to deep in me and took my mouth off, but I still licked it and felt it. Then he breathed out real loud and then lay real, real still. I said, "You 'K?" and he nodded and hugged me real tight. After a minute he said, "Yeah, I think that was when I was supposed to come, but I never done that before. I guess, I'm not old enough to really come yet." "Oh, me neither," I said, meaning I'd never done that. Then I said, "But you've played with you wiener before, haven't you." "Sure. Everyone does that. But it's never wanted to squirt like that." "I so little mine never even gets that hard, and I'm really as old as you, you know." "Not quite, little guy, I'm almost fourteen. I should be able to come by now." "Doesn't matter. People get old at different speeds, Georgie, you know. And it's still fun, isn't it?" He smiled and said, "It sure is. We better get out of the tub, your all wrinkly and I bet we've used up all your playtime I promised you. Are you going to be mad at me?" I shook my head, and he got out and dried off. He handed me a towel, but I just sat on the side of the tub until he realized he had to dry me too. When we finally got to where there was a clock, it turned out not to be that late, but Georgie still wanted to get me into my nightie and diaper right away. He said we could watch a movie for fifteen minutes after though. While I was lying on my back on my changing table he asked me what I wanted to wear to bed, but I let him pick. He got out a baby-doll nightie that was pink and white with lots of lace on the top and bottom and had an empire waist that made it look like I almost had boobs. And it came with a frilly bottom that could fit over my diaper. He handed them too me and I just looked at him, and he laughed and finially got the idea that I didn't do none of that stuff for myself anymore, and I could tell he didn't really mind dressing me at all. In the den I started the movie about the fish that got kidnapped and started playing with my dolls. Georgie went to bathroom and came back all dressed, well he still didn't have on pants, just boxers like before dinner, and he told me I should take off my diaper because I'd forgot to go potty. I shook my head and said, "I'll just use the diaper if I got too, Georgie. I don't mind." "Yeah, but I might, Jadie." "Oh, do you? OK." "No, it's alright. I won't mind at all. Ready for a bottle though?" I nodded, and he went to get it. He handed me the bottle and I made him sit down and hold me. After about three sucks I said, talking around the nipple, "Georgie, will you tell me something?" "Sure, sweetie," he said, and I giggled because boys out age don't call people things like that usually. "Why do people 'round her treat me nice. How come people don't care if I do girl stuff or baby stuff and just get nicer." "JB, it's a long story, and I'm just barely not a kid too so I don't know all of it. But it's because of something that happened last year." "Yeah, that's all anyone says to me. What happened?" "OK, this is what I think it was, some things are supposed to be secret even to me. There was this girl in our school last year. -- No wait. Before that, Two years ago..." Chapter XLVII: George's Story (Part 1) {This is the story that George told JB. Since it's so long, I'm going to paraphrase rather than start every paragraph with quote marks. I've added some details and fixed some parts that George was fuzzy on or that JB just didn't understand.} ---About two years ago, in late January, a new student transferred into the junior high where JB and George went. The very first day she went to the infirmary and begged to be excused from PE. Nora thought the kid was more scared than sick and spent the period talking to her. She decided that the girl had been put into the wrong PE class, and Nora talked to Ms Evens so she could go to the right class instead. See, the girl had been put in a boy's class, and that was because everyone including her parents thought she was a girl. Nora knew about girls like that. (JB remembered what Amanda had said about Nora's own daughter that she had always made act like a boy by mistake.), and really wanted to help this new girl in school. She talked to the girl's mom, but that didn't help. Both the parents wouldn't accept it, and that was obvious, so Nora had to work around them. She also knew that the old principal, this was before Ms Spinner came, was real macho and wouldn't help. However, the counselor that was at the school was more accepting and reasonable. And they arranged for the girl to see someone who could help her too. So what they all did was let the new girl be the infirmary aide in the morning and told her parents that that meant she had to be at school real early. Then Nora and Ms Evens, JB's Mommy, got her lots of clothes to wear, and she would change into them. They let the girl always come to the infirmary to change clothes and stuff too. Everyone thought that was because she had a disease or something, but that didn't bother anyone. Pretty soon everyone at the school new her as a girl, and she had lots of friends but, of course, she could never take them home or anything like that. But her parents both worked a lot, and didn't come to school or anything so it all worked. Actually the only contact they had with their child's school was Nora, and both of the parents liked her because she was helping their "son", who they thought was real shy and antisocial and stuff. The girl stayed with Nora for part of the summer, while both of the parents had to be out of town too (They didn't know that Nora had just moved into Marnie's house though.) That was when George got to know her. That September George started at the school where his Aunt Nora worked, and so did all of his schoolmates, of course. There were these two kids in his class, they were twins but didn't look exactly alike, and they had this real weird mother who had always been the room mother and head of the PTA and stuff, but George and all the kids had thought she was weird. (Many of the parents and teachers did too, but it was nothing they could put their finger on and, of course, they didn't say anything to their children about it.) The woman was a single parent and she hinted at terrible dark things that her ex-husband had done, so no one wanted to meet him. Later she would tell these stories in great detail to Nora and the school so no one ever tried to contact him. Sometimes the mother would be too friendly and real busy and talkative, other times she would sort of disappear for a long time or just yell about nothing. Of course this meant the two kids didn't have lots of friends, but George tried not to be mean to them at least. During the first weeks of seventh grade one of the boys talked about how hungry he was everyday on the bus to school and tried to buy food from other kids. George mentioned this to his Aunt Nora, and she made an effort to get to know the two kids right away, and soon they were coming into the infirmary every morning that their mom wouldn't let them eat breakfast and dinner. --When George got to that part he noticed that JB's baby bottle was empty and said, "You want some more, buddy?" JB shook his head and said, "Na. Could I have a plug? With some honey? What happened to the two girls?" George got up and fixed JB's pacifier and then said, "This story is getting long. And we gotta brush your tooths too; are you dirty yet?" JB giggled at the word 'tooths' but shook his head some and said, "No - tell more, George!" So, after he had got JB's plug, George went on: --It was the other girl, the one from last year that noticed that one of the kids always wanted to come into the infirmary to use the restroom, and other stuff. She told Nora that one of the two boys might be a girl in a boy's body too. Then Nora started talking to the kid and thought that might be right. She decided to talk to the kid's mother. This time the mother didn't get mad and Nora could tell her the whole story and about what happened when people pretended that people like that didn't exist. And the younger girl's mother was surprised but accepting, and she said the girl could start doing more girl type things. Since lots of people in school knew these two kids, they had gone to school together forever, the girl could just show up as a girl one day. But Ms Spinner had shown up as the principal that year, and the first thing she had done was start an anti-bullying program. Nora, and the kids mother, who was already the treasurer of the Jr. High. PTA, got an early lesson on gender and social rolls put in to those lessons. Slowly the young girl started wearing blouses to school and, when she changed to girl's PE, no one said anything bad out loud (although Ms Spinner had some meetings with some parents that none of he students knew about.), and she just changed in Marnie's office all the time. Some people teased her a lot, but she had been teased before, and they teased her brother too, but some people tried to be there friends, and the school tried to stop people from teasing too much. The trouble was that the mother of the two kids was nuttier than people thought. Apparently she decided that since she had used to have two boys, now she must have two girls. At home and stuff she made the other kid wear girls clothes and do all girls stuff too. She made him learn to wear make-up and she made him throw out all the old boy's toys and play with dolls (even though they were already twelve), and rather then letting on of them move into the spare bedroom (yeah, they had a big house), she redid their old room for too girls. The boy hated all of it, naturally. And he took the whole thing out on his sister, who he still called his brother, although he had known the truth longer than anyone. He did lots of mean things and he got into trouble with lots of other people at school. (JB thought that George had been one of the people the boy had fought, but didn't ask because it seemed like George felt bad about the whole thing. It turned out that the woman had six different Identities, and saw several doctors under each name. She was a real expert at this and at getting the kinds of pills she wanted. Without waiting for the doctors to say it was the right time for her daughter to take some pills to stop her growing more like a man, she had got the pills on her own, and started to give them to both of the children. No one, certainly not Nora, knew about any of the pills. --Since George had asked about it, JB remembered that he was supposed to go in his pants while he listened, so he had relax and let him self. Now George pinched his nose, but he didn't stop the story just yet. --At first they only got pills that would keep them from seeming older, but she got impatient, and because she thought it would end the fights, and started giving them the pills that would make them become more like women. By the time school started back after Christmas both of the kids started to get breasts. That was when the trouble started. The boy didn't go to girl's PE, in spite of taking the pills. Nora and the school wouldn't have let that happen, because he showed no signs of being or wanting to be a girl at all. When the boy was changing for PE right after the vacation someone said something about his boobs, and he shoved the kid. Then lots of boys grabbed him and said they need to "check his equipment", and started to pull his pants down. Since his body was becoming more feminine, the boy was afraid that his penis was strange looking too. He fought to keep anyone from seeing them. And when his pants were off the others did laugh at him, and then they tried to throw him into the hall. The boy's leg got caught in the heavy locker room door and got broken real, real bad. --JB gasped and then held his breath. George said, "JB I don't think I should tell you all this. I don't want you to get scared." JB said, "No, don't stop there!! How was his leg? Can he walk? Don't stop!" "No, JB," George said, "I forgot how bad this story was. Yeah his leg was OK, and then they lived happily ever after. Bedtime, bud." JB started crying; he was real mad. He said, "NO! That's not all. I'll be OK: I not a real baby, you know! Tell me, George. I got to know why people treat me like they do!!" George said, "You're not a baby?" but he was grinning at JB when he said it. "Let me brush your teeth and change your diaper then, JB, and I'll think what else I can tell you." JB frowned about that, but George leaned over and kissed him on the head, and then tried to carry JB into the nursery. Chapter XLVIII: George's Story (Part 2) Even before they got to the hall, JB made George let him go. George just was not big enough to carry him far. But then he took George's hand and let George lead him into the bedroom, and he allowed George to put him onto the changing table too. "Did the boy's leg ever get better?" JB asked as George worked on his bottom. "Just hush, baby, or I'll have to sit on you, JB," George said, and JB knew he was getting kind of annoyed even though he smiled when he said it, and he knew George was thinking hard too, so he did hush, but it was real hard to, and he didn't say anything else until George had finished brushing his teeth. Usually JB was just lifted over the rail to be put into bed, but George put the rail down so he could get JB high enough. After he had tucked JB in he sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "OK, I don't really understand all of the next part, JB, but yeah the boy's leg got better, or it has mostly. He still can't do sports and has to do special exercise that he hates, but it is supposed to get back to normal soon. "The boy had to spend almost two weeks in the hospital, and about three of the other boys got suspended and sent to special classes because of what they had done," George said. --The doctors at the hospital thought at first that the boy had problems with his hormones and was producing high amounts of the wrong kind by himself. The mother of the boy was let into the hospital room and could still make the boy take the pills she had been giving him too. When the doctors wanted to give the boy pills to counter act what they thought was the child's messed up system the woman got worried and wouldn't let them. She pretended it was a religious conviction and said that was the way God wanted the boy to be. While that was happening something else was happening too. The older girl that was in the wrong body had tried out for the girl's basketball team. Before when she had had to be a boy all the time she had decided to become a real good dribbler to fool boys and her parents who liked her doing boy stuff, and because she knew girls with regular bodies that played basketball too. While the boy was in the hospital she played in her first game, which was in the next town over, the town in between JB's town and the one where the volleyball team had played their game. Coach Evens had told the sports people about the girl, because the rules said she had too, but the league had had rules about girls like that for a long time. The rules said that, as long as there was a psychologist that said she was really a girl or probably was, she could play on girl's teams. This girl had seen a psychologist (that Nora had found for her) and had the school counselor's support, but she was younger than any of the kids that had ever used that rule before and wasn't yet taking all the drugs that older kids would have been. Now the other school was trying to get the courts to change the rules so she couldn't play. The schools and the courts (and George's mom, the editor of the little local paper) managed to keep the name of the kid out of the paper, however, and the story stayed on the back pages. In fact it was a case between the school districts and the girl's name wasn't even in the court papers at all. By the middle of February the doctors helping the boy with the broken leg were starting to feel something weird was happening with his mom and called in Social Services, and a social worker got involved. It took along time but the social worker got the boy to admit his mother was feeding him all these pills. Protective Services took both of the kids, and their little sister too, out of the mother's house and put them into a foster home. --When George said that, JB snuggled up closer to him. He knew about those places, but he also knew that there were lots worse places for kids to be; and that, at least, those places were safe and secure and comfortable, just sort of strict and lonely. George started rubbing JB's back, and JB slipped his hand in through the slot in the front of George's boxers. --The woman went ballistic!! At first she tried to get the paper to print a story about how the government had taken her children because they had gender dysphoria, and she called up all the national organizations she could think of to try and get help. Then when some of the groups listened too her and sent lawyers and publicists out to help her, she suddenly vanished. The social worker in charge of the case found out that the name the woman used wasn't real, and none were the kid's names either. All the birth certificates they had used were fake. People thought she had run away and hidden from her ex-husband because of the horrible mean things he had done to the children. But, the thing was, none of the kids could remember any of that, and had never herd bout it from their mother. At first the psychologists thought they had just blocked out all the bad things (and it had been over half of their lives ago), but they could remember lots of other things from that time and even things about their father. Also, they said the reason they ran from their father was because of the things he did to their mother, not what he had done to them. But none of them could even remember their old last name, but they remembered stuff that let people figure out what town they had come from. Nora and Marnie tried to get the Protective Services people to let the kids live with them while things got settled out. They would have liked that, because the boy was still in a wheelchair and all, and Nora was a nurse, but they couldn't because Nora and Marnie were a "non-traditional couple", and they could have that. So what happened was the little sister got moved in with George's family, and the boy was officially there too, but he stayed next door actually so Nora could help him. Only the girl got left out, and see had to stay in a group home, but she saw everyone at school (and Nora brought her girl's clothes to wear at school too.). Eventually they did find the kid's father, and he told them that the mother had also stolen whole, whole bunch of money from her old boss before she had run off (She had worked in a tax office for a big city, and it had taken them about four years before they knew the money had been taken.) That was too big a story not to get in the local papers. When the father got there he was real mad that the Protective Services people wouldn't let him have his kids right away, but when he found out how scared they were he decided that waiting was a good idea. However, he also blamed Nora for a lot of the problems (he thought she had given the woman the pills.), he tried to keep the kids from seeing her at all, and no one told him where they were living because of all that. --JB usually always feel asleep right after his might time bottle, and now he yawned real big, but he really wanted to stay awake to her the rest of the story. But George knew he should make it real quick. George said, "So then the cops started looking for the mother, and the man got used to one of his sons being a girl. He also got over being mad at Aunt Nora, and now they are good friends. The school made some new rules about who was a girl, and almost the whole town was all for them, and that is why they let you be a girl, JB. OK, that's a very long story and enough for tonight." JB moaned and said, "That's not all though. Please, George." "Come on, buddy. I'm getting tired of talking, and if you're still awake when Aunt Nora gets here, they won't let me sit on you ever again, you know." "But did that lady get sent to jail? What happened with the other bigger girl?" George sighed. He said, "The big girl didn't get to play basketball any more last year. Lots of people found out about her and got mad. But most of those people got sorry later, and that's the reason for the new rules too. OK, go to sleep, JB." JB grabbed George's wrist and put George's hand on the front of his diaper and moved it back and forth. He said (yawning again, he couldn't stop), "'K, but stay here 'til I do; the boy and girl live with there father now? And they like him?" George started rubbing JB on his own and said, "Yeah, they are both doing real, real good mostly now, JB. And almost no one ever teases either of them now. They never became famous or anything." That made JB smile, but he needed to know one more thing. "And there Mom will never get out of jail?" he asked. "She got killed, JB." "OH," JB said, and now he sighed. So there was lots more to the story he knew, but he closed his eyes anyway. George rubbed his diaper front and then his legs a couple of times, and by then JB was asleep, and George snuck out of the room. JB slept all the way until the next morning. He did have some bad dreams, but they didn't wake him up and he couldn't really remember them the next day. Chapter XLIX: JB on Saturday Morning Cartoons! That was the first thing JB thought when he awoke. It was Saturday, and he could watch and not have to fight with anyone about it either. He climbed out of his bed and waddled down the hall to the den. Diapers were better than wet beds, but they also got heavy. Half way to the den he checked his mouth to make sure the plug was there; it was. He found two shows to watch and got the buttons set to go from one to the other quickly then settled back to watch with his bears. The second time a commercial came on he decided it was time for some juice. In the kitchen there were plenty of cups and glasses where he could reach them easily, but he took the prepared baby bottle from the refrigerator. He no longer thought of it as getting a drink any other way; he liked bottles. By the time the bottle was empty his diaper was dirty as well a wet, but that had nothing to do with him wishing one of his mothers would wake up and could sit with him. This morning the juice hadn't perked him up as much as it usually did. He waddled back up the hall to check on them. They were both still sound asleep, each with an arm over the other, and he thought they looked very cute. He decided to sit on the foot of the bed and watch them instead of the cartoons for awhile. The clock said seven fifty-five, and he considered waking them up, but then remembered that they had been out very late last night so he didn't. That made him think about Abby's problems. He wondered what Mommy and Mama and all the grownups had decided to do to fix it. It still worried him a lot, though he didn't really know what it was all about. His mommy sighed real, real deeply in her sleep, and he giggled. His Mama moaned and rolled on to her back, and he remembered to stay very quiet. He thought of crawling over to her and nuzzling but know that would wake her and he liked this just watching. Then he remembered that his mama had started making real milk and he could nuzzle for real now, but still he would wait. Also he decided that he would ask to wear a skirt and braids and a real frilly top today as a reward to his mama for being able to nurse him now. Being a girl today reminded him about girls that got into the wrong bodies and all of that, and that reminded him of all of George's story, and that made him grab his bear and hug her tight. He wondered what else had happened to make it so OK for boys to be girls in this town. He had never though he was really a girl, but he had wished he was a lot; a lot!! Now he could be. Being a girl was so much better, just because you could do so much more. No one teased girls for acting like boys when they wanted to. Girls could even do sports and play with trucks if they wanted. But of course girls did have some rules, about having to look nice and not being rough and stuff, but he liked all those rules. But they didn't beat you up, or throw you around, or break your legs. Besides, he liked all those girl rules a lot. Right then he decided to always be a tomboy from now on. He wasn't sure if he was a girl, like the two in George's story, but that is what he wanted to be, so that is what he would be from now on. He could not see any draw backs to that. Except for the kind of trouble that was happening with Abby. That was when he realized that Abby had a twin that didn't look like her, and also had a little sister, just like the younger girl in George's story. He wondered if Abby still had her wiener, and realized he had never seen her naked although he had seen so many people naked, especially girls, in the last week that he didn't even think about that any more. He had no doubts at all that she was the girl in the story. He wondered if Sam's leg still hurt. He wondered what had happened to their mom. Now he knew, at least in part, why Lee was so sad and wanted to be so little. He felt real sorry for her too. He also thought he shouldn't tell anyone he knew, because no one had really told him, and especially no grow-ups had. He kept his legs folded under him as he leaned sideways until his head was on the bed. He might have even fallen asleep for awhile before he felt the bed jiggle, but it couldn't have been for long. His mama breathed out real loudly and rolled her head back and forth. Then she stretched out her arms a little bit. Mama opened one eye and smiled at him. JB smiled back, put his thumb in his mouth next to his pacifier, and wiggled his fingers at her. Nora's looked over at Marnie and then put her finger to her lip. She got out of bed, picked JB up, and carried JB into the other room. Nora wasn't nude this morning. She had on a white flannel night gown that hung without any shape from her shoulders. She had to undo four buttons before JB could get to her breast. He nursed, and just when he thought maybe no milk would come out today it flowed into his mouth and tasted wonderful. At first it was slow, but then it was a fast as a bottle. But then it slowed down and hardly any came, and he still wasn't full. "There will be more each time, sweetheart," Mama said. "We can finish off with a bottle this time." And she left him on the couch while she went to the kitchen. When she got back she said, "Do you want me to change you while you drink it, baby?" JB shook his head as he reached for the bottle that he knew would be warm and contain the special milk. "After," he said as he pulled her down so he could be held some more. It was the first word he had spoken and he barely whispered it. He only drank about half the bottle before he dropped it and kissed Nora's face. While he did that he noticed Marnie, undressed, standing by hall door, and when he smiled she said, "'Morning, my loves. Had breakfast already?" Nora answered, "Just partly," and bent her head back to kiss Marnie. JB grabbed his mommy and pulled her onto the couch and began nuzzling her. Only after he had done that with both his moms did he finally fell awake. Now he felt brave and ready to face this day. Chapter L: Mommy got up to take me in and dress and I asked to wear a skirt today as I had decided earlier, but Mommy said, "Maybe later, sweet pea, but I want you to stay in just diapers until after lunch." I said, "Why," 'cuz didn't like that idea much. I really didn't like being a baby during the day, and if I wasn't going to get dressed staying just naked was way better. "Someone is coming to visit," Mommy said, "and I think she would like to play with another baby." I knew who it was right away and was excited. "Lee!?" I said, "Is Abby and Sam coming?" "Yes, Lee, I don't know about the others; not for as long if they do. We will see." "What's going to happen to Abby?" I asked. "Why; nothing is going to happen to her, sweet pea. Now, don't worry your sweet little head." I didn't want to be put off like that; that's the bad part of being little. I said, "Yeah, but she gonna get to play volleyball or not like that other girl?" Mommy actually gasped when I said that. My diaper was all hooked up, and she picked me up and sat with me in the big rocking chair. "How much do you know about all of that, JB?" I didn't know what to answer. I mean I didn't want to tell her the whole story and talk forever. So I just said, "Don't know. Lots. I know that people didn't let a girl play basketball because they thought she was a boy." "And you think some people might think that about Abby too. Huh? Well, JB, there was a girl like that here last year, and she was a good friend of your Mama's and mine. But this year will not be like that at all." "But why? Is this why people are so nice around here? Will they stay nice, Mommy? Or you and Mama going to get in trouble again and fight?" "Oh, baby, baby, baby," Mommy said, and then she sighed like she didn't want any more air in her body. Finally she said, "It won't be like that at all. I promise. And it won't hurt you, sweetheart." "But it will hurt my friends, won't it?" "NO, love! Not if I can help it. I guess you do need to know some things, and maybe it will make you feel safer. Let's go into the kitchen so Nora can help with the story too." Mama had breakfast for everyone on the table, and as Mommy set down she told her what we had been talking about. Mama said, "Yes, something should be explained, Marnie. Just don't let on how awful I was about things." "I'll won't tell what creaps either of us were, honey. OK, JB, you know that a girl that had a wrong body wanted to play sports, and that in this state that is allowed if a doctor says they are really a girl. We don't need to go into how that's decided. This girl -- do you know her name?" I shook my head. Mama had moved her chair close to mine and wanted to spoon eggs into my mouth; I was letting her. "Well she was called Teri back then. That was her boy's name too, but she changed the spelling. Now she has a different name. "At first, when people started protesting 'a boy' playing on a girl's team, no one knew which girl it was. That got bad, too because some people took it out on every girl on the team. "You know that the girl's parents didn't know she was being a girl at school, don't you?" I nodded. "At about that time a story of another little girl with some of the same problems got out," Mommy said. I knew she was talking about Abby and her mom. {Again I'm going to paraphrase the story so that I can give more details than Marnie and Nora wanted to tell JB. He was told the general story though, and enough to understand why the town was so understanding now.} Soon after that some very stupid national talk show people heard what was happening in our town, and they started talking about it all the time. They wanted it to sound like the school was forcing boys to be girls, which was just stupid. Some people got even more upset. Nora's and Marnie's names got out in the story about the other girl, and though they didn't know about Teri yet, Teri's parent's took her out of school, because they knew she was a friend of theirs. Soon they learned that she had been going to school as a girl, and they said Nora had made her. It got to the point that in school some of the students were accusing every girl of being a boy, or every small or shy boy of wanting to be a girl. That was contradictor of course, but such people don't care about that even the older ones. Some girls actually tried to blockade and guard all the bathrooms. The radio assholes thought that was great. At first they wanted doctors to have to check student's gender and give each student a blue or pink bracelet or collar to wear. Then they realized that some doctors weren't as stupid as they were and had already said one girl they wanted to be a boy was a girl. So they wanted to appoint there own people to check everyone before they could go into a locker or bathroom. The former principal, who had lost his job for other reasons, decided to use the controversy for revenge. He started an emergency recall of the school board chairman, and soon found other people to run for the other seats. "The little local paper supported the current school board and tolerance, but the regional paper didn't, and made thing worst too." Teri had disappeared, and they became very worried. Marnie knew someone with Protective Services, (the man working on Abby's case) and got them to look for her, but the police didn't try very hard. -- When Marnie got to this part, JB climbed into Nora's lap and put his hand inside her nightgown so I could brush her breast; it made him feel a little better. --None of the teachers at all were supporting the recall or any of the crazies, and so some of the students questioned their authority because of the way the radio and some grownups acted. They thought they didn't have to do any work and could fight as much as they wanted. And some of the parents openly supported those students. Then, about a week before the special election, there was a riot right at our school. A whole bunch of boys and girls got hurt badly enough to have to go to the hospital. --JB gasped. -- So Marnie explained that none were so seriously hurt that they didn't get better - two spent one night in the hospital, most just got stitches or were given medicine for bruises and stuff. The night before though there had been a rally and Teri's parents gave speeches. While they were gone she had crashed threw the boards over her window and broken the window with a chair. Then she jumped out of the second story and hurt her ankle, but she was still able to get to a store near by, she was trying to beg money to call Nora, and the guy inside the store saw her bruise and cuts and called the police. She tried to run from the cops but couldn't because of the sore ankle. The police took her to the hospital, and protective services were called. Trisha's paper printed a special edition about Teri being beaten and locked up by her father and mother and about the huge fight at the school. Most of the people that had been for the recall and for all the new rules got very quiet, some even apologized. In the election the recall only got twenty percent of the vote on a huge turn out. No one organized a boycott or anything, but the people that had run the recall all had a hard time doing business in town, and the one's that didn't have there own businesses decided to move too. The old school board decided to become even more supportive of children with gender problems, and rules were made to let students decide which bathroom and classes were right for them. Special booths were installed, and anyone could use them if they cared about other people seeing them change clothes or showering. Also, kids that were old enough and developed enough but didn't have the right parts for the gender they though they were, had to use the booths in case someone else didn't want to see what they had. Smaller children didn't have to worry about that, it was decided, because this town has always been easy going about that. And, of course, there were some rules made so a boy could just decide to hang out in the girl's room for fun. --"And that is why we think that things are going to be OK, JB," Marnie said when she was done. "No one wants anything like that to happen again, and the people in this town have learned a lesson about gender and letting people be who they are. That's one reason they are so nice to you, baby, but the big reason is because you are soooooo sweet." I did feel better about things, all tough there were scary things that could happen. Still I asked "Then why is that lady doing this to Abby though?" "That's because she thinks she can get famous that way, and the radio people will want a second round, but we don't think they will, and all ready her on bosses are trying to keep it quiet. We are going to meet with them tonight." "What happened to the older girl? She OK?" "She's doing real well. Her parent's are in jail, and won't see her for a long time. She lives with an uncle who is very understanding, and smarter than his sister was. She goes to a private school under a new name and no one knows she was the one in the stories last year." I felt good about her and that part at least. I said, "Who is staying with me tonight when you're at the meeting? Georgie?" "No, all those kids are busy it seems, but we found someone you don't know yet, but who is very special. OK?" I nodded and just then the door bell rang. "Oh my gosh! It is all ready nine thirty," Mama said, "JB, you answer, we have to get dressed!" Mama and Mommy both rushed to the bedroom. I only had on a diaper, not even a top, but I went to the door, but first I peeked out to see who it was. It was Abby and Lee and Sam and their mom and dad, and I guess Mama knew that was who it would be, and it was OK for me to open the door dressed like this for them. So I did. And the first thing I did then, before even saying "Hi" was give Abby a big hug and kiss.