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The Bet by Karen Singer Chapter 58 (Sunday - week 9) Used! And confused! That was simply how she felt. Confused... and used! Ray and Derek were both there in her dream, lined up in front of her. And Sissy was there as well, standing off to the side. And now both Ray and Derek were demanding that she choose between them. And she couldn't. But mostly, she couldn't understand why they needed her to choose. Why couldn't she love both of them? "I'll show you!" Ray told her angrily. He grabbed her by the hand and dragged her off to bed where he forced himself on her. And when he was finished, she simply felt used. Sissy was there then, consoling her, telling her that he understood how she felt. But Sissy could offer no help. She was back then, standing in front of both Ray and Derek. "Now tell him that you choose me!" Ray demanded. "No she won't!" Derek yelled angrily. "My turn now!" And with that, Derek dragged her roughly off to bed. He was rougher than Ray, less inventive. And when he was done, she felt even more worn out and used. And when Derek had left her, Sissy was there one more time, helping her to get up. Helping her to clean up. "Now tell him you choose me!" Derek demanded when she was again in front of the two men. But she couldn't. She simply couldn't choose between them... because she didn't want to choose between them. And she still couldn't understand why they needed her to choose. Why couldn't they all just get along... like she did with Sissy? Of all of them, Sissy was the only one who didn't make any demands on her. He was the only one who treated her with any kind of respect and tenderness. He was the only one who didn't make her feel... used! "Must I show you again?" Ray demanded angrily. And before she knew it, he had grabbed her hand and was once again dragging her off to bed - where she really didn't want to go. She was too worn out and weak to resist his strength in any way at all. And all she kept thinking was... not again... not again. He giggled! He crawled around the living room, pacifier in his mouth, wearing super thick diapers... and a pink ballet costume. There was a party of some type going on, but he was a baby, he had no reason to know what the party was for. He simply knew that there were lots of people there to pay attention to him... or to give him a bottle... or to play with him... and very often, to laugh at him. Or was that to laugh with him, because mostly, whenever anyone laughed at him... he giggled! Which was often. And then Robin looked down at him and asked sternly. "When are you going to stop behaving like a baby and act like a man again?" He wanted to giggle like a baby, but he couldn't. Not to that question. His happy dream suddenly had something to bother him... making him much less happy. He thought about her question, but he had no answer. He was a baby. He had no idea when he would be an adult again. He crawled away from Robin and found Mel... or was it Mommy Mel? "What do you want?" she asked. He was going to tell her he wanted another bottle, but now that Robin had asked her question, the baby word for bottle wouldn't come out of his mouth. What did he want? Instead of a bottle, the words "self-respect, friends, and a life" came to mind. But he didn't say them out loud. Getting no verbal answer from him, Mel walked away... and he crawled off to a corner where there were less people around. And even in his dream he tried to make sense of what he really wanted. Did he want to be a baby? Or did he want to be an adult? Or did he just want... "self-respect, friends, and a life?" But as a baby, he didn't seem to be smart enough to figure any of that out. Fortunately, he didn't have to dwell on that long as something from outside his dream forced its way through. Talking... a moment later, he realized he was listening to a commercial for one of the local car dealers. As he concentrated on the words, his dream was completely lost. Nothing of it remained in his mind as he opened his eyes and rolled off of his blow-up mattress. He glanced at his pink clock-radio. Right on time. Perfect. The only thing more perfect would be if Mel had for some reason come in last night and left him a note like she always did? no, like she used to do. As he struggled to his feet despite his super bulky and heavy diapers, he was somehow saddened by the fact that Mel would no longer be leaving him her little notes. He had looked forward to them every day? despite how troublesome many of them were. He automatically went to his refrigerator to grab his usual three bottles, but when he opened it, all he saw inside was empty space. Not one bottle. Nothing. He had drank the last of the bottles last night. And even then he hadn?t really had as many as he was supposed to. He figured that much of today would be devoted to making more of Mel?s lousy green tea. Feeling oddly thirsty, he headed for his bathroom to start getting ready. He shaved his face first ? still wearing the massive bulk of diapers. Those he wouldn?t remove until just before he jumped into the shower. But as he shaved, he was still bothered by the fact that he hadn?t drank any bottles at all this morning. He was bothered, and yet, for once he had a good excuse for not drinking any! For once he might actually get away with it! In fact, Mel probably wouldn?t even check! But he still worried about it. He really didn?t want to get punished for something like that. No telling how many bottles Mel might force on him if she did find out? which still seemed like a remote possibility. But still, he worried? and? he was oddly thirsty. It was only because he was thirsty that before he finally removed his diapers to get into the shower, he went back to his bedroom and found one of the used bottles from last night. He took it into the kitchen and washed it out in the sink, then filled it. He was thirsty, wasn?t he? And he didn?t have anything else in the house to drink from? not even one glass or cup. And all he had to drink was water. So he would drink just the one bottle to get over his thirst and then go to Mel?s apartment. He knew it was highly unlikely that she would find out about how many he had really had to drink. Taking his one bottle of water into his living room to sit in his one and only chair, he stared up at the wall of childish pictures in front of him and put the even more childish bottle to his lips. He was only drinking it because he was thirsty! Pressed? and dressed! That was what ran through his mind as he stood in front of the mirror attached to his closet door. Pressed, and dressed. Well, mostly. He was missing his shoes. He also had to stuff his bra with pantyhose since once again he didn?t have the breast forms glued on. He remembered leaving everything at Mel?s apartment yesterday along with the uniform he wore then. He never had a chance to retrieve them when Ray had shown up. One nice thing about stuffing his bra with the pantyhose, they weighed a whole lot less than the heavy forms that were usually glued to his chest. He had no illusions at all that he would go for long without once again being saddled with the heavy forms being fixed in place so he couldn?t remove them. But he would enjoy what he could, while he could. So now, with the exception of his missing shoes, he was about as ready as he could get. He grabbed his restocked diaper bag, the plastic bag now containing only two used baby bottles, and his purse. He opened his door and went out. It was still fairly early. Early enough that it was unlikely that anyone would be around to see him. Not that it mattered. He was dressed far less humiliatingly today than he often was. And hopefully, it was also early enough that Mel wouldn?t be up yet. He didn?t knock, instead he used his key and let himself inside as quietly as possible. Her apartment was quiet ? as if there was nobody home. He paused for a moment to consider that. Was she home? Was it possible she wasn?t even there? She could have stayed at Ray?s apartment last night. He dropped his diaper bag and purse under her table by the door, and creeping quietly in his stocking feet, made his way toward her bedroom. Her bedroom door was wide open ? no lights inside. He stopped at the doorway and just listened. Breathing! He could just barely hear it. She was still asleep! Perfect. Quietly, he tiptoed away and headed to the kitchen where he immediately started fixing her morning coffee. As he filled the coffee carafe with water, he noticed the large pot in the sink that she usually used to make his tea with. He figured she must have left it there yesterday when Ray arrived. Once the coffee was making, almost hating to do it, he opened her refrigerator and pulled out one of the last few remaining baby bottles. He put it to his mouth to drink, only because he knew he still had a wetting deadline and that Mel would be definitely checking on that when she woke up? whenever that would be. Besides, strangely, he was still thirsty. With the coffee making and his bottle in his mouth, he looked around for something to do. His eyes again fell on the big pot in the sink. He filled it with fresh water and set it on the stove to start boiling. He figured he might as well get a start on it since he knew the job was most likely going to have to be done anyway ? whether he liked the tea or not. Now? When was she going to wake up? Her body felt tired, yet wonderfully loose and relaxed ? the after effects of so much sex last night. She opened her eyes to the smell of coffee brewing out in her kitchen? and she smiled. Sissy was there and her coffee was ready! Sissy! Alarmed, she rolled over quickly in bed, and reached her arm out to the side! Empty! The bed was empty next to her. Breathing a sigh of relief, she briefly remembered telling Ray sometime in the middle of the night that he had to leave? that he couldn?t be there in the morning. She must have fallen back asleep before he actually left because for the life of her, she couldn?t remember him actually leaving. At least, she hoped he had gone. Suddenly worried about it, she nearly jumped out of bed. She turned her light on so she could see better as she looked all around. No sign of his clothes anywhere. Breathing another sigh of relief, she wrapped her robe around her and headed directly to her bathroom, as much to make sure he wasn?t there as for needing it. Chad heard her bathroom door and ran out of the kitchen to look. Her bedroom light was on! He hurried to pour her a cup of coffee and started to take it to her bedroom? but he stopped. Should he take it there? She wasn?t in her bedroom right now. Maybe he should just hold it and wait to find out where she would go. Feeling like that was the better option, he stayed where he was and waited ? her fresh cup of coffee in his hands. Mel finished in the bathroom and opened the door ? not knowing if she wanted to go back to bed, or simply get up and go into the kitchen. But when she opened the door, she caught sight of sissy ? her morning coffee already in his hands and waiting for her. The sight of him in that maids dress ready to serve her sent a bit of a sexual tingle through her body... despite how sexually sated her body was from last night. And when she saw him curtsey to her, that thrill doubled. The coffee looked and smelled good. The sight of Sissy there like that looked even better? despite the fact that she now noticed he wasn?t wearing any shoes. Then she remembered, yesterday she had hurriedly thrown them into her closet along with the rest of his uniform when Ray had arrived unexpectedly. The coffee in Sissy?s hands may have looked good, but she was also still exhausted from last night? not to mention, wonderfully limp inside. Sissy was her servant. Much of a servant?s job was to simply wait. Despite the smell of the coffee, she said, ?I?m going back to bed. Don?t wake me.? With a very satisfied smile on her face, she did just that. Chad was a bit stunned. She was going back to bed? But he had her coffee all ready for her! Feeling a bit dejected, he took her coffee back to the sink and dumped it out. Was she going to go back to sleep? Or did she want her laptop? Or? He saw the faint light from her bedroom lamp going out. Back to sleep! Now what was he supposed to do? He picked up his baby bottle and nursed on it while he checked the big pot of tea that was almost ready. Almost ready, but not quite. He would have sat down in his highchair like he did yesterday morning since he knew his diaper wasn?t close to leaking yet, but his highchair was obviously missing. He figured he?d be collecting that from Sandy?s apartment later. He had seen it in the kitchen for so long now that it appeared to be a major hole in the room. Not knowing what else to do, he carried his baby bottle out toward the laundry and started sorting. He dared not make any noise by turning on the washer. She had said not to wake her. Mel rolled over and stretched. She was a little surprised to realize that she had slept soundly for a while and not just dozed. When she checked the clock, she was really surprised by how long she had slept. ?Sissy!? she called. While she waited, she thought seriously about buying a bell she could ring for him. It was something to consider for later. Chad nearly dropped the pitcher of hot tea he was pouring into the individual baby bottles when he heard her call. As quickly as he could, he refilled her coffee cup and hurried into her room, nearly spilling the coffee in the process. He curtseyed at the side of her bed. ?Good morning Mistress,? he said in his stupid sissy voice. Once again Mel felt that tiny bit of sexual tingle. ?Good morning Sissy,? she replied as she reached out and took her coffee. She sipped it. So good! This was what she wanted. This was what she deserved! The perfect servant to take care of all her needs. ?Are you leaking yet?? she asked after taking a second sip. Curtsey. ?I just changed a little while ago,? Chad replied. ?You?ve been asleep for quite a while now. I dared not go much longer without changing.? Curtsey. Actually, he had gone way past his deadline ? judging by the time he had noticed he had put his diaper on that morning. But since she had been sleeping, she would never know the difference. Just as she would never know how many bottles he had really had both last night and this morning. Mel nodded happily. ?Good. Good,? she replied, really only half caring. The way he had been wetting and getting his diapers leaking ahead of time lately, she had no doubt that he really had to change. Today it was simply one of those matters she didn?t feel like she had to concern herself with yet. ?Please fix my breakfast now, Sissy. I?ll have it in the kitchen this morning as soon as I finish my coffee.? Chad curtseyed again and hurried out, still in his stocking feet. For some reason, he felt much better now that she was awake. He wasn?t just standing around waiting for her anymore. Working around all his tea and bottle making supplies, he got busy making her a light breakfast. Mel allowed herself to dream about the house she would buy soon? a mansion really, even though it would be just herself living there. Well, herself and Sissy. But you don?t usually count the servants as living there unless it was necessary, and servant?s quarters didn?t take up much of the house. It was going to be so nice! Feeling wonderfully good, she finished her coffee and slipped out of bed. She set her empty cup down on the nightstand for Sissy to take care of later. She slipped her robe on and wandered happily out toward the kitchen. The first thing she noticed as she got there was the missing highchair. After it being there for so long now, it looked odd to not to see it. She would have to send Sissy after it as soon as breakfast was over with. The next thing she noticed was all the baby bottles, already filled with tea out on her countertop. She smiled. ?I can see you?ve kept yourself suitably busy.? Chad stopped what he was doing at the stove long enough to curtsey and say ?Yes Mistress,? before curtseying again and going back to frying her an egg. Mel grabbed a fresh coffee cup out of the cupboard and poured it herself as she watched him cooking. ?Have you eaten anything yet?? she asked. Curtsey, ?Not yet, Mistress,? he replied before curtseying again and going back to tending his cooking. Mel only nodded. She knew it was wrong, but just then, she didn?t exactly feel like cooking him any baby cereal. Maybe after she had eaten herself she would feel more like it. She sat down at the table with her fresh cup of coffee and enjoyed it. A few minutes later, Sissy set her breakfast down in front of her. Yes, this was what she wanted. This was what she deserved! Chad continued to quietly work on filling baby bottles with the green tea while she ate. For once she wasn?t making him stand on his miserable perch in the corner. And he wasn?t about to make any sound that might make her send him there ? if he could help it. When the pitcher of tea was empty, he surveyed the number of bottles that still needed to be filled. One more pot should do it. He slowly started filling the big pot with water again ? slowly, because he didn?t want it to make too much noise and disturb her breakfast. A few minutes later, that pot was heating on the stove and he was doing nothing but drinking occasionally from his baby bottle, and worrying about whether or not she might send him to his perch. Mel purposely didn?t look at him while she was eating. She knew he was busy ? doing something that really needed to be done. Otherwise she would have sent him to his corner while she ate. When she was finished, she got up from the table and this time looked at him. He was standing there with just his latest bottle in his hand. There was another pot of tea heating on the stove. ?Breakfast was very good ? as usual,? she said, and she meant it. Chad curtseyed elatedly. ?Thank you, Mistress,? he replied sincerely before curtseying again. ?I know you haven?t eaten yet,? she told him, ?but I don?t feel much like cooking for you right now. Can you wait?? Curtsey. ?Of course,? Chad confirmed before curtseying again. ?Good. How much work do you still have to do here?? she asked. Chad looked briefly around before curtseying again. ?I think this one last pot should do it for the tea,? he replied. ?But I really need to get into the laundry. It?s way behind!? Mel shook her head. ?That will have to wait till after my bath. I don?t want to take a chance on it using too much of the hot water while I?m in there.? Chad curtseyed again. ?Yes, Mistress.? Mel started to walk off, thinking about her bath. But she stopped and turned back to him. ?In fact,? she added. ?Come with me. You can help again.? Still in his stocking feet, Chad curtseyed and started to follow her. But he stopped and ran back to turn the stove off first. No telling how long it would take for her bath to finish. ?Start drawing my bath,? Mel told him as she headed for her bedroom. Chad went into the bathroom and began filling the tub with water. Mel came back a few minutes later with one of the scarves she sometimes used to blindfold him. He looked at the scarf warily, but also with some anticipation. ?Get undressed,? Mel told him. ?Down to just your diaper.? Chad did as he was told, but when he started removing the rolled up pantyhose he had used to fill out his bra, she added, ?That?s something else we need to take care of very soon!? He had known that, of course. Once he was down to just his soggy diaper, she blindfolded him. Then she added a bit of the scented bath oil she liked to the bathwater. A minute later she was relaxing in the tub while a blindfolded Sissy luxuriously rubbed her sponge over every inch of her body? spending much more time ?cleaning? the important parts. This was living! This was what she wanted! This was what she deserved! And there was no doubt about it, Sissy really knew how to make her feel good in the bath! Chad didn?t need his eyes. In fact, if she hadn?t blindfolded him, he might have simply just shut them. As beautiful as he was sure her body was, he had never seen her totally naked. But he had felt that body numerous times with his hands. He wasn?t sure how much actually seeing it would really mean to him. In a way, he kind of liked the fact that she would never allow him? a mere sissy? so see her beautiful body naked. And beautiful it was, there was no doubt about that. His hands told him far more than his eyes ever could. He started at her neck, slowly working his way down her body. He spent a lot of time on every square inch of her, slowly and lightly rubbing the sponge in one hand as well as his other bare hand over her flawless skin. Every inch! Over and over. Not just cleaning, but caressing? loving. To him, it was a totally sensual experience as his hands and mind felt all of her. All of her! He brought the sponge up lightly between her breasts, separating them slightly in the process, even as the fingers of his other hand lightly ?cleaned? around the nipple on her far breast. He heard her breath quicken? almost a moan. He had no doubt that she was enjoying this almost as much as he was. Breasts were big. Breasts were special. Breasts took a lot of time to clean thoroughly. And he made sure they were very clean? while at the same time, being ever so careful to rub very lightly so as not to irritate her skin anywhere. But breasts were only part of her wondrous body, and eventually his sponge moved further down? down her long body, cleaning it, caressing it, loving it? in the small way that he was capable of. And his sponge eventually found its way down to the special place between her legs? but only briefly. Before she could properly react, he withdrew it and moved onto her back? merely teasing the spot he knew she had been waiting for him to reach. Mel nearly gasped in surprise as he suddenly withdrew his sponge after spending only a brief moment on her waiting sex. The warm bath water suddenly started enveloping her back instead. Despite all the sex she had gone through last night with Ray, Sissy was making her dizzy with need again. He had finally reached that one important spot? and then he was gone. Maddening! She leaned forward slightly so he could work on her back easier? and concentrated on all the wondrous feelings from his hand and sponge as he rubbed and cleaned her there. Those feelings slowly worked their way down her back? and around her sides, toying briefly with the sides of her breasts again, but he didn?t go back there. Knowing his eyes were closed and blindfolded, she felt his magic sponge eventually work its way downward until he was finally at her hips, moving ever closer to the spot between her legs. Leaning back in the tub now and resting against the end of it, she unconsciously spread her legs a bit to grant him further access. But his sponge didn?t go where she wanted it to go. It came close! Very close! But he was only teasing her each time? heightening her need. And then she felt his sponge working its way down her right leg? slowly and sensually. A little bit at a time? then long strokes that went from the tip of her toes up to her hips and back again. Long strokes that started almost in the back of her leg and methodically worked their way around until those strokes were brushing the gap between her legs. And just as she was concentrating even more on that feeling there, his sponge was gone again, and he started all over again with her other leg. Maddening! Yet so sensual she couldn?t believe it. And again, the feelings he was instilling in her were mounting? despite everything Ray had done to her last night. She felt his sponge going through the long strokes up and down her other leg. Once again she felt the methodical moving? a little bit at a time towards the one place she wanted him to linger. And with every bit of distance his sponge moved closer, her wanting for it mounted more and more. Finally she felt the sponge lightly touch her most sensitive area again? but this time, he didn?t withdraw it. Ever so lightly he continued to ?clean? that small part of her. But she didn?t want it lightly anymore ? she was ready for a much firmer approach. But before she could express anything about that, his sponge was maddeningly gone again? going back up her body, between her breasts, rubbing them lightly with the warm scented water. Then the sponge plunged back down her body straight to that needing and wanting place. Up to her breasts, lingering there a moment, stimulating them, then plunging back down to her other sensitive area. Only now it was going faster and faster, and his pressure was increasing harder and harder. Her legs parted further in response as her breathing increased. Her back arched and seemed to lock in that position, wanting more, more, more from him. And then his free hand was back, rubbing her breasts, fingering her nipples? while his sponged played faster and faster over the gap between her legs. And then, magically, she felt something besides his sponge? his finger was slipping up and down her slit even as the sponge ?cleaned? briskly up and down on top of it. Deeper and deeper, stimulating her more and more. The orgasm hit her full force, like a tidal wave crashing into the shore. She gasped? almost screaming at the force of it, riding it for all it was worth, because there was nothing else her body could do. And slowly, ever so slowly, his finger and the sponge in his hand slowed. His free hand on her breasts slowed. The arch her back had been locked into for so long now slowly relaxed as she came down from her impossible height, until she was once again leaning against the back of the tub, her eyes still closed, her breathing still coming much faster than usual. His sponge finally left that sensitive area and lightly moved up her body again. Caressing her body, paying attention to all parts of it again, moving all over her? loving her. It was only in this part of her bath that he finally got around to using the sponge on her arms? arms that were so totally limp she wasn?t sure she could even lift them? even if she wanted to, which she didn?t. She finally opened her eyes again and stared mostly at the ceiling as his sponge lightly continued to play over her, slowly, softly letting her down. It was wondrous. It was incredible. Without a doubt, the best ?bath? she had ever had. She turned her head to look at him. He was still blindfolded, his head was turned toward the side as he concentrated on her body, lightly rubbing it all over with his sponge. She moved then, suddenly getting to her knees. Surprising him? scaring him?... in the process. Before he could react further, she reached out with her wet arms and drew him to her. She held him against her wet body for a moment before releasing him and grabbing his blindfolded head. She drew his head toward her and planted a deep kiss on his lips. She knew she probably shouldn?t do it? not in light of their Mistress ? slave relationship, but she couldn?t help it just then. She needed the kiss almost as much as she was sure he did. Plus? he deserved it! ?Thank you,? she whispered. Chad had loved making love to her in her bath? as much as he was able to. It had been one of the more special moments he could remember in quite a while. But then when she suddenly got up and hugged him, he was so flustered by it that he didn?t know what to think. And then when she kissed him? on the lips? like a lover? the whole world seemed to turn upside down! He heard her tender whisper of thank you. ?You?re welcome,? he whispered back. A moment later he felt her release him? and he got splashed a little as she moved in the tub? he realized that she had stood up. He stood as well, even as he heard her stepping out of the tub. His arms reached out to try to find her towel that he had put nearby. It took him a moment to find it. Then he began using it on her, drying her? loving her with it. Mel placed her hands over his as he lightly dried her off. ?Better not start that again,? she told him. ?Just dry me. I don?t think I can take anymore.? He smiled at her words and simply did his best to dry her off all over. When he had reached her feet, she took the towel from him. ?Just stay here,? she told him. ?Wait for me. I?ll be right back.? He felt as much as heard her leaving the bathroom. He didn?t know why he did it, but he sank down to his knees on the floor. He never even thought of removing the blindfold from his eyes. His mind was simply too preoccupied with remembering the bath he had just given her? and the hug she had just given him? and the kiss? and her whispered words of thanks. His whole world felt different. And he felt happy? and good. She was gone for a while, but he hardly noticed. His mind was totally at peace as he waited for her. And when she returned, he looked up from his kneeling position, but that?s all he could do. ?Lay down there, Sissy,? she told him. He laid down on the middle of her bathroom floor. A moment later, he felt the nipple of a baby bottle pressed to his lips. His lips parted to take the bottle even as his hands came up to hold it. The tea in the bottle was still warm, but not too hot. He was grateful for the bottle. He hadn?t realized before that he was even thirsty, but he was now that he had something to drink. He expected her to remove his blindfold then, but she didn?t. Still deprived of his sight, he felt her moving around him, then straddling his body. The cold firm pressure of the first breast form being pressed to his chest was his first clue as to what was going on. Oh well, it had been nice to go so long without them. A real treat. But obviously that was over now. Shortly after that, he was getting used to the weight of both breasts once again firmly attached to his chest. It took a little bit to get used to them again, even just lying there on his back drinking his bottle. Again he expected her to remove the blindfold, but she didn?t. And soon he felt her removing his wet diaper. Not leaking ? he didn?t think, but just very wet. Very quickly, he was in a fresh dry one ? which he knew wasn?t going to stay dry for very long ? if it wasn?t wet already. And once again he expected her to remove his blindfold? and once again she didn?t. Instead, she started talking to him. ?I was going to tell you this yesterday,? she said, ?but somehow, my plans got changed. I?m making a new rule for your diaper leaking requirements. You still get an hour and forty-five minutes to get it leaking, that much hasn?t changed at all ? and it won?t! I?m not going to lessen that amount of time for you at all, especially since by all indications, you?re doing very well at always getting your diapers to leak on time. I?m still not going to punish you unless it takes longer than that.? Chad was grateful to hear that part. An hour and forty-five minutes could come all too quickly! And some diapers were just plain stubborn when it came to leaking! It was what she hadn?t said yet that had him worried. ?But I?ve noticed that you very often manage to be leaking in closer to an hour and a half. Sometimes less. So for that reason I?m going to offer you a little reward ? of sorts. From now on? which I guess will be until Friday comes, for every minute less than an hour and a half that you manage to get your diaper leaking, I?m going to let you play with one of my toys in your backside to get what pleasure you can. And I know you like that! You can play with it right then when you change your diaper? or, if you like, you can save up those minutes to use at the end of the day so you can play longer. But if you don?t use that time every day, you lose it. It starts all over again every morning.? Without his eyes, there was no way that Chad couldn?t concentrate on everything she had just said. And she was right, he really did like having his bottom played with. And now that he wouldn?t be going to the gym anymore where Cassie had done it, the chance to play like that sounded twice as good. But the question was, could he make his diapers leak in that amount of time? At least she wasn?t lessening his time limit. He didn?t think he could manage that if she did. But an hour and a half? It was the old carrot and stick approach? with a fifteen minute interval in-between. More than an hour and forty-five minutes and he got punished. Less than an hour and a half and he got rewarded. But somehow he wasn?t all that sure about how successful he was going to be gaining that little bit of time as a reward. So was it worth it? He really wasn?t sure. He would have to see. At least he still had his hour and forty-five minutes to work with! Mel reached out and pulled the blindfold off his head. With the bottle still pressed to his lips, Chad blinked several times as his eyes got used to being able to see again. ?You can lay there till you finish that thing,? she told him. ?Then get dressed. We have grocery shopping to do today.? The grocery store still held a lot of fear for him, but not like it used to? and especially not today since he was once again attired in his maid?s uniform instead of some of the other outlandish garments she had made him wear. A maid?s uniform? which would call all too much attention to him, yet at the same time, compared to other outfits, he almost felt properly dressed. He revised that thought. He was properly dressed ? for a maid? which he guessed he was? for now. As they left the car and walked into the store, he couldn?t help remembering that time early on in the bet when she had actually called the police before he relented and got out of her car to follow her into the store ? wearing a skirt. Now? well? skirts and dresses were the only thing he ever wore ? anywhere. It was amazing how used to it he had become in such a short time. And yet? there was still that same fear rooted somewhere deep inside of him. It just wasn?t as worrisome now as it used to be. As usual, he grabbed a cart and set his purse and diaper bag in the child seat before following Mel up and down each of the aisles. As far as he could tell, they didn?t really need much. Most of their cupboards were fairly full, as was her refrigerator, although that was mostly full of baby bottles now. As they usually did, he grabbed a few things and threw them into the cart, and Mel did the same. But when they got to the aisle where the tea bags were, Mel stopped and just stared at the boxes of green tea. Did they need any? They still had some at home, just not a lot. But really, there were what, about five more days until his testing started? And after that the green tea wouldn?t be needed anymore. Should she buy some? Or not? She glanced a few times back and forth between the boxes of tea and Sissy. Then deciding to just make sure they would have enough, she grabbed only one box and threw it into the cart. ?Not much time left anymore,? she said to Sissy. Despite being out in the grocery store, Chad curtseyed. ?No Mistress. If you count today, that?s only five more days before Friday.? Curtsey. He saw her nod and move on. Five more days of living the dream. Not much. Not much. They were in the middle of the store when Mel reached into her purse and pulled out one of the recently filled baby bottles and handed it to him. Chad had really hoped she wouldn?t do that. But having done it before, he put the bottle to his lips as he pushed the cart. And a few aisles later, they reached the baby food? where Mel stopped? and looked back at him? and smiled all too wickedly. Chad?s brain did a bit of a mental flip as he remembered that she had told him he would eat nothing but baby food until their bet was over with. Even out in the restaurants! That thought alone sent a tiny spark of sexual thrill through him. Talk about embarrassing! Almost as embarrassing as walking around in the grocery store in a maid?s dress sucking on a baby bottle. As if nobody would possibly notice! Mel didn?t waste as much time as she usually did looking over what was available before putting it in the cart. She just started grabbing jars from everywhere. One thing Chad became quickly sure of, he wasn?t going to run out of baby food anytime soon. But looking at the baby food also reminded him that he hadn?t eaten anything yet today. His stomach growled a little in agreement. He took it as a bad sign that the sight of baby food should make him hungry! As they left the baby food aisle, their cart was noticeably loaded with baby food? and he was still drinking from his baby bottle ? while his maid?s dress called all too much attention to him. The looks he got from all too many of the customers kept his face very red with embarrassment. They were halfway down the next aisle when Mel?s phone started ringing. She quickly fished it out of her purse. ?Hello?? ?Where are you?? ?Derek?? ?Of course! Who else?? ?I don?t know. We?re grocery shopping.? ?Oh,? Derek replied somewhat surprised. ?I didn?t think of that. It?s something I don?t do much myself anymore.? ?In other words, you eat out all the time.? ?Wouldn?t you?? ?Not that often!? ?So when will you be home?? ?We?re almost done. Are you thinking of coming over?? ?I?m already there!? Mel paused for a moment. ?Okay, we?ll try to hurry up. Give us about fifteen minutes.? She hung up her phone. ?We need to get a move on, Sissy. Derek is already home and waiting for us. And that bottle better be finished before we get out of here!? As Mel drove home, she was a little put off that Derek had shown up uninvited again. Actually, it wasn?t that he had shown up like that, she kind of considered it sweet. It showed that he liked her. It was just his assumption that she would be there waiting for him and would have nothing better to do. At least he could have been polite enough to phone first! Not that it was really a problem. She couldn?t help but notice Derek?s big SUV as she pulled into her parking space. And as she and Sissy got out of her car, he got out of his. Derek paused as he walked over to her car. He paused because the sight of Sissy in his maid?s dress momentarily stopped him. But a moment later he continued on and gave Mel a small kiss on the cheek to greet her. ?Want some help with that stuff?? he asked. Mel shook her head. ?No, Sissy can get it.? She led the way up to her apartment, leaving Sissy to get all the bags. ?So, is your ballet thing over with now?? Derek asked as soon as they got up to her apartment. ?You? should have been there!? Mel replied with a grin. ?It was hysterical!? Derek couldn?t imagine anything about ballet being hysterical ? even if it was Sissy who was performing it. ?Uh? let?s just say that dancing, of any sort, is not my thing.? ?Pity!? Mel replied. ?Just what is your thing, by the way?? Derek shrugged. ?Work. What else is there?? Mel realized that it was the one thing she already knew about him. He spent most of his time working and did little else. It was the reason he was now divorced. ?You need to find some other interests in life. Things that make you happy.? Derek smiled. ?You make me happy!? Mel smiled. ?Flattery will get you everywhere!? Sissy lugged armload after armload of plastic grocery bags up the steps and into her apartment. At least she wasn?t making him carry them one at a time today. In fact, since Mel and Derek were just sitting in the living room talking, he wasn?t sure if either of them knew he was even there. As soon as he got everything inside, he automatically grabbed another baby bottle and started putting everything away. As he drank from his bottle he checked the time. What worried him was that he didn?t think his diaper was as wet as it should be with the amount of time he had left to be leaking. But then, he hadn?t really had nearly as much to drink today as he usually did. He took a moment to just drink from his bottle before continuing to clean up the kitchen. The other good thing about drinking from his bottle, was that it helped with his feeling of hunger. After grocery shopping and now putting all the food away, he was definitely feeling the lack of breakfast. He briefly wondered if he could eat something while they were talking. Since he was being totally ignored, he finally decided to do just that. After all, wasn?t it proper for a maid to not bother her Mistress with trifling details? ?Oh, by the way,? Derek said as they reached a small lull in their conversation. He reached into his pocket and fished around for a moment before withdrawing his hand again. He opened it to display what he had found. Two bent and misshaped cup hooks and a pair of screw-on earrings with some thin silver chain dangling down. They didn?t look expensive at all. In fact, they looked rather cheap and? ugly. ?Remember my little idea for keeping Sissy in place on that stand you?ve got in the corner for him?? ?His perch?? Mel asked. ?You said I could try it if I wanted.? Mel remembered. It was the time that Sissy had been there so long he had actually fallen asleep right there on his perch, and his head had turned to the side in the process. She really wasn?t too sure about wanting to use Derek?s idea, but she decided it couldn?t hurt to let him go ahead and try it. Besides, since he knew about Sissy and wasn?t being all that accepting of him, maybe it would be better to let him have his little bit of fun and try his idea. But still? A bit hesitantly, she asked, ?Are you sure it won?t hurt him?? Derek shook his head. ?No. See here, I found these screw on things instead of the pierced ones you usually wear. That way with enough effort, they can always slip off of his ears. Besides, with these it won?t matter what earrings he?s already wearing. He doesn?t even have to remove them. Just screw these in place and hook the chains over the cup hooks attached to the wall, and if I?ve figured this out right, he?s not going to be able to turn his head much at all. And I doubt he?ll be going anywhere if you just do something to keep his hands off of them.? ?Like tying them behind his back.? ?Well? yeah.? Mel nodded, then shrugged. ?Try it,? she said, giving him permission. ?I?ll go get him.? Sissy had looked longingly at the food in the refrigerator as well as the food that Mel had in her cupboards? the ones that didn?t hold baby food. Did he dare eat something that he knew she didn?t want him to? ?What are you doing?? Mel asked as she walked into the kitchen. Horrified that he had been caught, he curtseyed. ?I?m hungry,? he replied. ?I was just thinking about eating something so I wouldn?t have to disturb you.? Mel stopped before she could say anything else. ?Oh my God! I totally forgot that you hadn?t eaten!? With a normal servant she wouldn?t have cared as much. But this was Sissy, and for now he was her total responsibility. Besides, if she didn?t keep putting liquids and food into his system, there wouldn?t be enough to keep coming out to cause his incontinence. And? she simply felt bad about it. She turned back toward the living room. ?Derek, you?re going to have to wait a little while on that. I?ve got to feed Sissy first!? ?What? Why?? Derek asked as he got up from his seat and headed for the kitchen. ?I haven?t fed him at all today. He?s hungry! And he?s my responsibility!? Derek wasn?t at all sure about her logic, but he did know that she felt strongly about it ? for whatever reason. ?Okay,? he replied. ?Do what you have to. This was just an idea I had. It can wait.? Mel didn?t care if he could wait or not. She quickly opened the cupboard where all his baby food was stashed and started pulling jar after jar out. As she did, she again noticed that his highchair was missing. ?Sissy, go get your highchair, right now. We need it!? Chad was a bit embarrassed by that ? in light of the fact that Derek was there, but he turned and headed for the door. He went out and walked down to Sandy and Cassie?s apartment where he knocked, hoping that nobody was home. Unfortunately, Cassie answered the door fairly quickly. He curtseyed. ?I need the highchair,? he told her in his sissy voice before curtseying again. Cassie stood back to let him in. Chad started to step over the threshold, but he stopped himself quickly. Curtsey. ?Um? if I go in, then I have to crawl,? he told her before curtseying again. ?Just go get it,? Cassie replied with a bit of annoyance, ?and don?t worry about it.? Chad hurried inside. He found the highchair in the kitchen and started to pick it up. ?Who is it?? Sandy asked as she came out of their bedroom. ?Sissy?s just getting the highchair,? Cassie told her. ?I told him he could walk this time.? She had said it in such a way that Sandy knew better than to protest. Chad lugged the heavy chair outside as Cassie held the door open for him. He set the chair down and curtseyed. ?Thanks,? he said sincerely. ?No problem,? Cassie replied with a hint of a smile. Chad picked up the heavy chair and lugged it back toward Mel?s apartment. As he got close, he saw Derek stick his head out looking for him. ?Geez!? Derek said. ?You look like you?re going to hurt yourself with that thing!? He walked all the way out of the apartment and met Sissy part of the way back. ?I?ll carry it for you. You make it look like it weighs a ton!? Chad gratefully set the chair down and stood back for Derek to grab it. He had no illusions about how much stronger Derek was than him. ?I?ve seen women who are stronger!? Derek muttered as he easily picked the thing up and carried it into Mel?s apartment. It was embarrassing, but what could he do? He simply wasn?t the big strong muscular type! As he got back to the kitchen, he saw Derek placing the chair right where it was supposed to be. He also noticed how much baby food Mel had placed out on the counter. More than usual again. He had a bad vision of the day before when she had made him eat so much he nearly got sick. There was no doubt about it. Being placed into his highchair, having the tray stuck in place, and having a bib tied around his neck ? all in front of Derek was embarrassing. Even though he was wearing his maid?s dress. Having a plate full of nothing but baby food mush being set in front of him with only a tiny baby spoon to eat it with was also embarrassing. The two baby bottles Mel set on his tray as well didn?t help matters either. He was glad to see though, that while she had given him more food than usual, it wasn?t nearly as much as she had tried to make him eat yesterday. ?Since it?s almost lunchtime and you haven?t had breakfast,? Mel told him, ?I?ve given you more than usual. And two bottles because you?re time?s running out! And since Derek is here, if he wants to have the honor of punishing you, then I?m going to let him. So I suggest you drink up!? Chad glanced around at the clock. She was right! He didn?t have much time left. He grabbed one of the bottles quickly and started drinking, ignoring the rest of his lunch set in front of him. Leak! Leak! He had made a big mistake today in not drinking as many bottles as he needed to. And now he was worried about paying for that mistake. Leak! Leak! Mel laced her arm through Derek?s. ?Let?s go back and sit again. I?m afraid he?s going to be a while.? She turned her head back toward Sissy. ?Unless he calls to tell me he?s leaking? which he better!? She led Derek right back to the living room again, leaving Sissy alone with his lunch and his bottles. Chad drank furiously. As hungry as he was, he was far more worried about being punished than easing a little bit of hunger. Especially since it would be Derek who would be punishing him. Leak! Leak! More and more often he turned his head to look at the clock. He knew he was extremely wet, but was he wet enough to start leaking? That, he wasn?t too sure of at all. Mel checked the time? again. She was doing that more and more often the closer it got to his deadline. She was afraid it wasn?t looking too good for Sissy. ?He?s got less than a minute left,? she told Derek. ?Do you want to do the honors when he finally does start leaking?? ?Not really,? Derek replied. ?But I will if you want.? ?Do you think you can seriously punish him without really hurting him?? Derek shrugged. ?I guess I can try.? Mel nodded. ?Please try to go a little easy, but just make sure you get the point across.? Chad watched as the second hand on the clock started going around in this last minute. He had already finished one bottle and was mostly through with the second bottle. He knew he had wet more, but was he leaking? Sitting in the chair like he was it was very hard to tell. In fact, it was possible that he was leaking and he didn?t know it. Fifteen seconds before his time limit would be up, he suddenly yelled. ?I?m leaking!? He was surprised it had come out of his mouth because he really had no idea if he was leaking or not. He figured he was just too afraid of getting punished by Derek to take the chance. ?Damn that was close!? Mel muttered as she got up from the couch. ?So he doesn?t get punished?? Derek asked for confirmation. ?Nope,? Mel replied. ?He made it. It was awfully close, but he made it.? Actually, Derek was nothing but relieved. He really didn?t want to start hitting on Sissy again. He wasn?t sure if he was over his anger at him or not. Chad continued to drink furiously at his remaining bottle. His hope was that in the case he wasn?t leaking, he would be by the time Mel could remove his tray and check. As far as he was concerned, every second counted! ?You haven?t touched your lunch yet!? Mel exclaimed as she walked into the kitchen. ?I thought you were hungry.? ?I am,? Sissy replied in his silly voice. ?I was too worried about leaking to eat!? Mel picked up the bottle he wasn?t drinking and realized it was empty. She noticed how little he still had left in his current bottle ? the one he was still sucking on. ?You must have been worried!? she agreed. She removed his uneaten food from his tray before removing the tray itself. Still finishing his bottle, Chad got up from the highchair. ?Turn around,? Mel told him, let me see the back of your dress. That was not a request that Chad wanted to hear. But slowly, he turned his back to her. Mel bent down so she could see better. She pulled at his skirt just a bit. ?It?s okay,? she told him. ?The spot is barely noticeable. I guess we should have had you remove that dress before you sat down in it.? Chad was totally surprised. Barely noticeable? That meant that he really was leaking! He felt nothing but relief! ?Head for the bathroom,? Mel told him. ?I?ll change you there.? Chad finally set his bottle down on the kitchen counter and hurried off for her bathroom. Once there, he pulled the skirt of his dress up as high as he could so it would be out of the way. Mel came in as he was doing it. ?You certainly cut that one close!? she said as she knelt down on the floor waiting for him. ?No reward time for you this time.? Chad didn?t care in the least about any reward time. He was just glad this diaper hadn?t been too stubborn. A few seconds later, he was lying down on the floor as Mel carefully pulled open the tapes on his current diaper. After making sure he wasn?t in the process of peeing just then, she quickly pulled the soaked diaper out from under him and slid a fresh one in its place. She brought the new one up through his legs to catch any pee that might suddenly escape from him. But instead of fastening the tapes, she just left it there and found the jar of suppositories. ?What are you doing?? Derek asked from the doorway. Chad was somewhat horrified to realize that Derek was watching him get changed again. But it wasn?t the first time, nor could he do anything about it. Instead of replying, Mel simply held up the jar so he could see what it was. ?Again?? Derek asked. ?Oh yeah!? Mel replied. ?These don?t stop till this bet is over with ? if then!? With a laugh, she faked pulling one out of the jar and closed the lid. ?Legs up!? she commanded. She helped push his legs up higher to fully expose his backside. A moment later, she was carefully pushing her finger way up into him ? pretending to insert the suppository. Derek grunted a soft ?Ugh!? as he watched. Chad couldn?t have agreed more. Mel extracted her finger and helped support his legs as he slowly lowered them back to the floor. But in doing so, the diaper covering his chastity device slipped a little and Mel had to grab it to quickly cover him as she saw a little bit of pee once again escaping him. She noted that he always seemed to do that every time he lifted his legs like that. She figured it was because the position put extra pressure on his bladder. She certainly wasn?t going to complain about that at all. It was exactly the kind of behavior she wanted to see from him! Derek quietly shook his head. It had been bad enough watching her shove the suppository up his backside ? even though he knew that she was only pretending, but seeing him helplessly peeing like that slightly hit his disgusting nerve. Why would he ever want to be incontinent? The moron! What was wrong with him? Well, as far as he could see, the dumb ass had gotten just what he wanted. He wanted to be incontinent? As far as he could see, Chad was just that ? incontinent. Totally! Just like the kind of baby he seemed to like pretending to be. He wanted it? Now he had it. And as far as he was concerned, the moron deserved it! He turned away and walked off as Chad and Mel started getting up from the floor. ?I take it you?re still hungry?? Mel asked him. Curtsey. ?Yes, Mistress. Very.? Curtsey. ?Then hurry up and get back into your highchair. And this time ? eat! I don?t want to wait for you to finish before you start making our lunch! So eat fast!? Curtsey. ?Yes, Mistress,? Chad repeated before curtseying again. He turned and hurried back to his highchair. A minute later, Mel had put the tray back in place along with his lunch and a fresh bottle. This time, Chad hungrily dived into his meal? spilling more than usual since he was hurrying to eat. Mel sat down next to Derek on the couch again. ?I think you?re going to have to wait a little while to try your idea. It?s getting late and we still have to have lunch. Then, he?s got a lot of work to do around here that has to get done today.? ?That?s fine,? Derek replied agreeably. ?It was just an idea.? ?No!? Mel replied. ?We just need to put it off till later, that?s all. Let him catch up on some of the laundry and stuff that needs to get done first.? ?At least you?ve got someone to do it for you,? Derek noted. ?That?s got to help. Since my divorce, laundry isn?t exactly the highpoint on my list of things to do.? Mel laughed. ?Mine either. That?s why it?s so nice to have Sissy to take care of things like that for me.? She looked at him with a sly smile on her face. ?Be nice to me and I might ask Sissy to take care of your laundry for you sometime as well.? Derek was a bit surprised by the offer. ?To be honest, I wouldn?t mind that in the least!? As he said it though, he wasn?t sure if he would simply be grateful to have the lousy chore done for him, or if it was because it would be something else to put Sissy in his place. Chad walked into the living room and curtseyed. ?Your lunch is ready,? he announced before curtseying again. Mel and Derek said nothing, they just got up from where they were sitting and headed for the kitchen table ? which was again nicely set. ?Do you have work to do Sissy?? Mel asked before she sat down. Curtsey. ?Yes, Mistress. I really need to get started on the laundry.? Curtsey. ?Then get to it and don?t disturb us. It?s either that or you can spend a few minutes on your perch again.? Curtsey. ?I?ll get on the laundry right away,? Chad replied before curtseying again and hurrying off. ?I thought he might say that.? Mel muttered to Derek. Chad got the washer started, then went into Mel?s bedroom to clean that up. When he finished there, he moved on to doing a quick clean up job in her bathroom. He was getting necessary work out of the way while still staying out of their way. By the time Mel and Derek had finished lunch, he was just putting a second load of clothes into the washer. He did that before moving back to the kitchen to clean it up. But he had no sooner started than someone knocked on the door. ?Sissy? Get that please,? Mel called from the living room. Chad hurried to the front door trying to figure who it would be ? and worrying about it. He remembered that the judges would be meeting this afternoon so he figured it would probably be Sandy or Cassie stopping by to discuss something about it with Mel before they went. He opened the door, curtseying before it was even fully open? and he stopped! ?What the heck?? Ray exclaimed as he stared in shock at Sissy in his maid?s uniform. ?What is this, Halloween or something?? he asked as he roughly pushed his way inside. He was a bit angry to begin with since he had seen Derek?s SUV in the parking lot, but seeing Sissy in a maid?s getup had caught him by surprise. ?Ray!? Mel exclaimed, totally surprised to see him. Ray stopped just inside the door. His gaze fell on Derek who was just getting up from the couch where he had been sitting next to Mel. He momentarily put Sissy out of his mind. ?What?s going on?? he demanded. Mel however thought he was talking about Sissy. ?What I do with Sissy is my?? ?No! I?m talking about him!? he said, pointing at Derek. ?What the hell are you doing here?? Derek?s ire was rising quickly. ?Sitting and talking! We just had lunch. What are you doing here?? ?I came by because I thought we?? he referred to Mel and himself, ?we?re going together.? ?What?? both Mel and Derek exclaimed together. Mel shook her head. ?I never?? ?You thought wrong!? Derek replied angrily, cutting Mel off in mid- sentence. ?As you can see, I?ve been here for quite a while now, and I?m not going anywhere!? ?You mean she?s the one you?ve been dating all this time?? Ray asked, his own anger rising. ?You got that right!? Derek retorted. ?Well you?re not moving in on my territory!? Ray protested as he moved menacingly closer. ?What do you mean, moving in?? Derek shot back as he too moved closer to Ray. ?I?m already here! I?ve been here! It?s you that?s trying to move in on me!? His fists balled angrily, ready to fight. ?Guys!? Mel shouted, trying to stop them before things went too far. But she was totally ignored by both of them. ?No you?re not!? Ray yelled back. ?I?ve worked too hard to get with her, and I?m not giving up now!? ?Worked too hard?? Derek asked. ?What the hell does that mean? And what difference would it make anyway? I?ve been here and I?m not leaving!? ?What difference does it make?? Ray shot back. ?I?ve called her every single stinkin? day trying to get her to go out! I?ve taken her to dinner. And I?ve taken her to bed and showed her what a real man can do for her!? ?Well so have I!? Derek retorted, his anger still rising. ?Not like I can!? Ray sneered. He looked toward Mel. ?Tell him! Tell him that nobody can match what I can do for you in bed!? Mel had a strange sense of deja-vu, but she didn?t know why. She didn?t get long to think about it though as Derek shouted back at Ray. ?I?ve heard all about your stupid tricks you do in bed with everyone you go out with, and that means nothing!? ?Maybe not to you,? Ray shot back, ?but it sure beats anything you can do with them.? ?Dumb tricks that mean nothing to any of your women!? Derek yelled back. ?And I?m sick and tired of all the jokes and pranks you pull on me when it comes to women!? ?You?re sick?? Ray replied. ?How do you think I feel every time I hear you going out with one that I like? Well you?re not getting this one. She?s mine! There?s no way I?m letting you get her money instead of me.? Mel had almost moved completely between the two big men, but she was suddenly brought up short. Money? ?What money?? she asked. But the two men totally ignored her. ?What the hell are you talking about?? Derek asked, totally irritated by Ray. ?She?s rich! Filthy rich!? Ray replied, still in the grip of his anger. ?And you?re not getting it!? Derek was totally befuddled. ?What money? Look around you! Does this place look like she has money? Sure she?s a lawyer and probably makes a pretty good living, but rich? I think I have more money than she does!? ?Who told you I had money?? Mel demanded. But once again she was ignored by both men. ?I have it on good authority!? Ray replied vehemently. ?Very good authority? that she?s very, very rich!? Derek stepped back away from Ray and shook his head. ?Get a grip!? His anger was quickly changing more to simply disgust. Ray pressed forward as he saw his opponent retreating. ?You get a grip! And get out of here! Now!? ?I will not!? Derek replied moving forward again with renewed anger. But now Mel had had enough. She ran around the furniture and not stopping, pushed her arms straight into Ray?s body, pushing him backwards. ?Get out!? she screamed angrily at him. ?Get out! Get out now! And don?t you ever come back here again!? Ray allowed himself to be pushed toward the door, but his eyes never once left Derek. He stopped at the threshold though and wouldn?t allow himself to be pushed any further. ?Call me when you?re ready to move up to someone better,? he said, his eyes still never leaving Derek. He turned quickly then and strode away. ?And don?t ever come back!? Mel yelled angrily after him. ?And don?t ever call me either!? she screamed before striding back into her apartment. Even though Sissy was still standing next to the door, ready to close it, she grabbed the door and slammed it. ?Damn him!? she yelled. She looked toward Derek. She saw him, but her mind was really still seeing Ray, and reliving every second since he had arrived. ?You want me to leave too?? Derek asked. It took a moment before his question registered with her. She started to say yes, but she stopped herself before the words left her mouth. ?No, just give me a little while to calm down.? Not wanting to be near anyone just then, she headed straight to her bedroom where she closed the door. She laid across her freshly made bed. Money? Who had told Ray she had money? There were very few people anymore that knew that about her now. Very few! And the only one she could really think of just then that might have let loose that little bit of information to Ray, was Gloria. Money! So that?s why he had called so insistently every day. So that?s what all that sex had been about last night. She should have realized it by some of the things he had said to her? by all the questions he had asked yesterday at dinner! She should have realized. She should have? Well, Ray had certainly shown his true colors now. Better that she find out sooner rather than later. And to tell the truth, after knowing, she was glad to be rid of him! Sissy and Derek stared at each other for a few moments. Derek finally moved back to his seat on the couch to wait for Mel. Sissy went back to the kitchen to continue cleaning up. That had been quite a confrontation. He had really been expecting to see fists f