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The Eye Witness Chapter # 3 Like I said I had just stood up from putting the shoes I found over to one side, and was fixing the dress I had on to hang right, when I heard Jennifer calling to me saying, "Come on Jack, we need to get your make over started." She told me to get in the chair in front of the wash sink. She said she was going to wash my hair and also add color to make it lighter. I walked over and sat in the chair as she put this pink plastic wrap around me to protect my outfit. Once she had it fitted around my neck, she leaned me back so my head was over the wash sink. Jennifer started to wash my hair saying, "Do you ever wash your hair? My gosh it's so dirty." I said, "Well I haven't washed it in about a month." She said, "Well I going to have to wash it twice to get it the way I need it." After she was satisfied my hair was nice and clean, she added some really smelly stuff and rubbed it in my hair all over. Boy did that stuff stink. She worked the stuff into my hair, and then placed a large plastic cap on my head so my hair was all up inside the cap, as she set a timer telling me to head over to the hair styling chair. As I sat in the chair, she said it was time to work on my eye brows, ears, and my nails. I'm thinking ears, what's wrong with my ears? She explained that she was going to wax my eye brows into a more famine shape. I will admit I do have very bushy eye brows and the first thing Jennifer did was to use a very small looking electric shaver to trim my bushy eye brows down to almost nothing saying, "That's much better, now I can get rid of what hair we don't need, and shape what's left." So, there I sat as she waxed and shaped my brows, which I will admit hurt a little. After she was satisfied how my eye brows looked, she used a gun of some type and pierced both my ears with cute looking studs. Following that she started shaping my finger nails, and painting them a bubble gum pink. She had just finished with my nails telling me not to touch anything till they dry, when the timer went off. She said, "Wow perfect timing. Now try not to mess up the nails as you get back in the hair washing chair." Once in the chair Jennifer proceeded to take the plastic cap off and wash the stuff out of my hair. After she was done washing all the stuff out of my hair, she added conditioner rubbing it in really well, then washing that out. I was then sent back to the styling chair. While I was walking over to that chair, I noticed that Jennifer was putting a towel over the mirror at the styling table. I sat down and Jennifer started to trim and style my hair, what I did notice was when she brushed my hair forward to cut my bangs. I saw my hair was now almost blond in color. I watched as Jennifer started to put my hair up in curlers. She worked on my hair for a good 45 minutes. Then sprayed my hair with what she said was a styling gel to help hold the curls. I was then taken over to the Bee Hive style hair dryer and placed under it. She turned in on saying, "Relax this will take a while." About an hour or more later Jennifer came over and let me out of the dryer. She had me go back over to the styling chair, where she took out all the rollers, and started to brush and style my hair. After she finished with the styling of my hair, she put a little bit of face powder and some blush on my face, followed by some light pink lipstick on my lips. She had me stand as she took me over to a closet. She opened the two small louver doors to revel this tall three section mirror. The kind you can stand in front of and see yourself from different sides. When I looked in the mirror I was in shock. What I saw looking back at me sure wasn't me, instead there was what looked like a little girl, who was maybe about 7-years-old. While I stared into the mirror Lynn came up behind me and handed me a doll saying, "All little girls have dollies, and now you have one too." I was still in shock as I once again look at the image staring back at me in the mirror. There I was looking like a little girl who was now holding a doll, all I could think of was, Oh-my-gosh! I can't believe Jennifer did such a great job, I actually looked like a cute little girl. I heard Jennifer say, "I guess someone likes what they see." I turned to both ladies saying, "I can't believe how great I look. I don't think the hitman would have any idea I'm the guy he is looking for." Lynn said, "Okay Jack we need to get you a new name, and guess what? While I was going through the boxes, I found a great name for you. It seems I found a kid's nursery rhyme book and on the cover was this picture of 'Jack & Jill.' I'm thinking hey Jack to Jill, it's perfect. I think 'Jill' would be a great name for you." Jennifer jumped in saying, "Nope, no way, can't you see what's written on her dress, it says she's a princess. I think a princess needs a more formal name, like Princess 'JILLIAN.'" Both ladies laughed, and said, "Yes, that's perfect. Okay that's settles it, from now on your name will be Jillian." Lynn then said, "Okay princess Jillian, I think we took up enough of Jennifer's time, let's head home." Jennifer said, "Wait one minute, I got something that will help with Jillian's disguise." She went out the back door and came back about two minutes later. She was pushing what looked like a little girl's baby doll carriage, the kind little girls push their dolls around in. She said, "This was the girl's, but I think Jillian can use it right now. Plus, I put a large see-through plastic tea pot in the carriage, inside the large tea pot is a complete tea party set, which you can set it up at home. This way if anyone should stop by, you can go sit down and play with the set, which will help whoever stopped by think you are a little girl playing at having a tea party." Lynn and I said thank you, and headed back to her place, with me pushing the carriage with my new doll and tea party set inside it. We left the back room heading into the main salon, with me pushing my new doll and tea set in the carriage. As we entered the salon there were a bunch of new faces. About 4 ladies were waiting on the side to get their hair done, well two ladies and two teenage girls maybe in their early teens. I just kept my cool and headed for the front door as I heard one of the young girls say, "Oh isn't she a cutie, and look at her hairdo." That's when Lynn said, "Oh she just got her first perm and is so proud to show it off." That's when the one girl then said, "Oh Miss, if you should ever need a babysitter, I can give you my number." Lynn looked at her saying, "Yes please do, I can always use a babysitter." So that's just what the girl did. Meanwhile I had stopped by the front door and was listening to all this going on while waiting for Lynn, who was telling the girl, "Thank you, I may call you up soon." After she had the girl's number, we then both left the place, with the two young girls waving bye to me. On the way home I was trying to get used to the breeze blowing at my dress and up under it, which was a strange feeling for sure. Once back a Lynn's, she helped me set up the tea party set on a small table, with two small chairs she had for her day care kids to play on. This way I could sit at the table and pretend I was having a tea party, if anyone should stop by, which I figured was a great idea. After we settled it, we watched a little TV for a while. The thing is we only get about 6 to 8 channels on her "Dumont" 12-inch TV, and only at certain times of day. I think we were watching Perry Mason, when Lynn said, "It's about 4:30, how about we head over to the REO Diner and get something to eat. This way you can get used to being seen in a dress as a little girl in public." Knowing how I looked in Jennifer's mirror, I was ready to see if I could really pass. So I said, "Sounds like a good idea, because I think we need to make sure I can really pass as a little girl." Lynn said, "Now remember you're a little girl, so act like one when you're walking, not like a guy strutting like you own the place, like most guys do. You need to watch how you walk real slow by taking smaller steps, and you also need to put a higher pitch to your voice, with more of a squeaky sound to it. Plus, you need to bring your dolly with you, all little girls your age carry their dollies with them. Oh! One other thing you need to name your dolly, in case someone should ask what her name is." I sat there thinking for a while, and finally came up with the name "Sarah" for the doll. We arrived at the dinner and were seated right away. The waitress came over to ask what we want to drink. Lynn said, "I would like a coffee with milk." Then the waitress looked at me saying, "And what would the little princess like?" So, in my higher pitch voice, I said I wanted a coke. The waitress smiled as she looked at me and sure enough Lynn was right. She asked, "So princess what's your dolly's name?" Again, in a higher pitch voice I said, "Her name is Sarah." The waitress smiled saying, "oh that's such a pretty name." I said, "Thank you." She then said, "I'll go get your drinks while you look over the menu." When she came back with the drinks, we both ordered a turkey dinner with all the trimmings. The waitress asked, "Will she be able to eat all that?" Lynn said, "Oh yes, she is a big eater." Everything went pretty well with no hick-ups, and after we finished our meal, Lynn left a nice tip and paid the bill, then we headed home. Once back at Lynn's we again settled in watching some Saturday night mysteries on TV. It was getting late and Lynn said she needed to straighten out my room before I went to bed. She left for a while, while I stayed and watched some more TV. Lynn came back about a half hour later saying, "Okay Jack, oops I mean Jillian, your room awaits you, but before we go to the room there is a little problem, which I think you might be okay with, after I explain, so let's go take a look." I followed Lynn into the room she said I would be using, but as I entered the room what greeted me was one big surprise, for instead of a regular bedroom it was a nursery, with a large hospital size crib, changing table, a dresser with shelfing set up full of diapers, plastic panties, baby powder, and other baby stuff. I'm like come on Lynn, you have got to be kidding me, right? This is a baby's nursery, what the heck is going on here, where's the regular bed? Lynn started to explain saying, "Sorry Jack, this is the only bed I have for you to use." "Okay then why can't I sleep with you? We use to sleep together all the time?" She explained, "Yes, I know we slept together before, but since then I got rid of the large size bed and got a single style bed, because I gave up this big room for the kids I take care of sometimes, and took the smaller room, which meant I had to give up mylarge bed. It just wouldn't fit in the smaller room." I was still standing there trying to figure out what she wanted me to do. I'm thinking she wants me to sleep in that large crib? Lynn broke my thinking by saying, "Look Jack it's really not that bad. The crib is a hospital size so it's big enough for you to fit. The mattress is 60 inches long and 30 inches wide, which is plenty of room for you. The only problem I see is that I know how you roll around all over when you sleep. Let's face it Jack, you know you move all over the bed when you sleep, I bet you even fell off the couch once or twice last night, right?" I said, "Well it's a small couch." "Well, if you roll out of this bed, being the bed is so high up, you could break a leg or arm. How would we explain how you're dressed at the hospital? That means for your safety we will need to put the railing up, so you don't fall out of bed and get hurt really bad." "That brings me to the other problem." I'm thinking, 'What other problem,' as I said, "What problem is that?" She then said, "The problem I'm talking about is, what happens if you need to use the bathroom? The railings are very high to keep the kids I watch from climbing out, I'll be in the other room, with my door closed, and you know when I fall asleep, a bomb could go off and I wouldn't hear it. You wouldn't be able to call or yell for me. I would most likely sleep right through your yelling. The only other thing we can do is to have you wear a diaper with a pair of plastic panties." "OH! Come on Lynn, you got to be kidding me, right? You want me to wear a diaper and plastic-panties to bed, and to boot sleep in a crib? I know you have got to be kidding me?" "No, I mean it. Honest I know you don't want to, but I don't need to end up washing sheets, blankets and whatever you will be wearing, plus washing down the plastic mattress in the morning." "Come on Jack you know I'm right. In a way, you know it's for your own safety. Think about it, if I leave the railing down, and you fall out of this bed, you could really get hurt. I mean it's got to be a good two and half to three feet down to the floor. You really could break an arm or leg, that's why the railing needs to be up, and you need to wear something, just in case you need to go during the night." I looked at Lynn, knowing she was right, but I really didn't want to wear a diaper with a pair of plastic panties over it to bed. Lynn gave me that look that said look this is what's going to happen so get used to it. I finally gave in saying, "Okay I know you're right, but I sure don't like the idea of a diaper, so what do we do now?" Lynn said, "First off you go and use the bathroom, this way you might not need to go during the night, then I'll have you take everything off and hop on the changing table." Off I went to the bathroom, and while in there I took off the panties and the girdle thing to use the toilet. Once they were off I did what I had to, washed up, brushed my teeth and came out. I put the gridle and panties on the chair near the door in the room as I walked in. Lynn was waiting over by the changing table, where she helped me to take everything else off. I wasn't worried about being naked in front of her, seeing we have seen each other naked many times. Once I had everything off she had me climb up onto the changing table, where she started putting a lot of baby oil on my butt and front area, followed by a ton of baby powder all over my butt and front area. Next, she slid a large looking diaper under my butt, saying she was sorry but this is the only diaper in my size. Before she slid the diaper under me, she took a way smaller cloth baby diaper and folded it in thirds long ways. As I watched her put that diaper inside the larger one saying, "This will act like a soaker if you should pee a lot." She fastens the diaper on me, with two large pink diaper pins on each side of the diaper, and made sure the diaper fit me nice and tight. Next thing she did was to pick up a pair of nylon looking panties that were plastic lined, saying, "Okay these are the only kind I have that I know should fit you." OMG they were the frilliest panties I ever saw. She called them rhumba panties. They were pink nylon on the outside with a plastic liner inside, with a ton of white lace all around the front and back. After she slid them on, she had me sit on the edge of the table, and went over to the night stand nearby. When she came back over to me, she was carrying a short, frilly, pink, baby doll nightgown. She had me put my arms up as she slid it over my head, and as I put my arms into the sleeves, I saw her giving me a big smile. Once the nightgown was on me, she said, "There we are, little Jilly is all set for nighty night. Come on let's get you in bed for the night." She helped me off the table and over to the crib. Being the crib was so high off the floor, she actually had to help me get up into the crib, by using a small stool for me to step on. Wow she was right, this crib is really high off the floor. Once in the crib she covered me with a large baby blanket and then gave me a kiss on my forehead saying, "Sleep tight," as she then raised the railing up, locking it in place. I was now stuck in this large baby's crib till morning. After Lynn closed my door over and left to go to her room, I lay there thinking the last two days over in my head. If someone had told me that by Friday night, I would have seen a shooting, gone to the cops who told that I might be a target of a hitman, then to top it off, to hide from this hitman, I would end up dressing as a 7-year-old little girl. Plus, by Saturday night, I would end up sleeping in a large hospital crib, wearing a diaper, frilly pink plastic panties, and a pink baby doll nighty. I would have told them they were completely crazy. After a while of thinking over all that happened in the last two days, I finally fell asleep. I still wasn't sure what tomorrow would bring, or for that matter what my next move would be? The Eye Witness Chapter #4 I'm not sure what time it was when Lynn came into the room and woke me up, but I knew it was early in the morning. She was saying it was time to get up and ready for church, but I did notice she looked like she was already dressed and ready to go. She was wearing a lady's pink suit with a slim type skirt and a double-breasted jacket with a white blouse under the jacket, she even had one of those lay on top of the head hats that a lot of the ladies like to wear to church, with her hair in a flip all around her head, and she looked really cute. After Lynn lowered the railing down, I was asked if I was dry. Heck I didn't even think about that till she mentioned it, but I could tell that I was dry and told her so. She told me I should head on over to the bathroom before I wasn't dry. I was on my way to the bathroom when I heard her say, "Jack, you may find it easier to just pull the front of the panties and diapers down far enough so you can pee over the top of them. Then brush your teeth and wash up before you come back here, so I can get you ready." Well, that's just what happened, I peed over the top of diaper and panties just like she suggested, which was easy to do, then I brushed my teeth and washed up. When I came back into the room, Lynn was going through some of the cute outfits she got from the boxes Jennifer had save from her girls, she was trying to find something cute for me to wear to church. She looked over at me saying, "Okay I think I found a really cute outfit for you to wear, so let's get you ready for church." I looked at her saying, "Wait a minute Lynn, I'm sorry but I'm not going to church? No way, no how, am I going to church especially dressed as a little girl! Heck I haven't been to church in almost three years." Like I said before Lynn has this way with taking charge whether you like it or not, as she looked at me, and in a stern sounding way said, "Well it's about time you went to church, so listen up girl, if I'm going to church, then you're going to church. I can't leave you home alone, because everyone in the neighborhood has seen that I have a little 6 or 7-year-old girl staying with me. You know I can't leave someone that young home alone, they would be calling me up or maybe even calling the police, so get your butt over hear so I can get you dressed, it's getting late already." I knew she was right about leaving me home alone, if I stayed home, she would be getting phone calls about it, and yes maybe even the cops. I just didn't want to go dressed as a little girl, but I knew I would have to, because that's what everyone has seen staying with Lynn, a little girl. Next thing I know, Lynn started taking off my baby doll top. I could tell she was in a rush to get me dressed, because according to her we were running late. Once the baby doll nighty was off, she had me turn around as she placed this full slip crinoline over my head and straighten it out. I was surprised at how fast she was getting me dressed, heck she was already putting what I would call a frilly pink party dress on me, that I've seen a lot of little girls wear to birthday parties, and I guess to church too. Once she had the dress on me, she zippered it up in back and tied the two long pink sashes in a big bow behind my back. She then handed me a pair of white socks with pink lace around the top of them, telling me to hurry up and put them on, which was followed by the white Mary Janes with the fancy pink bows on the strap. Wow in less than three minutes I was just about ready to go. I was being rushed so much I wasn't even thinking I still had the diapers and frilly plastic lined rhumba panties on. Lynn handed me a little girl's pink pocketbook that had a long strap I could put over my head and let hang down by my side. The cute pink pocked book even had a picture of a princess on the front. She followed this up with a little hat that she put on my head, as she stood back and said, "WOW! You look absolutely adorable, but let's hurry because we are running late and we need to get going." The weather was nice and warm, near 70 degrees, so we didn't need coats, as she grabbed my hand and almost pulled me out of her apartment, down the septs, and over to her car. Once in the car she started it up and we were off to church. I guess it was about 5 minutes into driving there, when I realized I was still wearing the diaper and frilly panties. I almost jumped up out of the seat yelling, "Lynn, Lynn, wait! Dang! We need to turn around and go back, I'm still wearing the diapers and frilly panties." Lynn giggled saying, "I know, but don't panic, all little girls wear frilly panties. Now as for the diaper, it may come in handy? How are you planning to use the bathroom if you need to?" I wasn't sure what she meant, as I said, "What do you mean?" Lynn started to explain that I would be going to Sunday school, with the other little kids in the basement of the church, saying, "Anyone under 10 goes to Sunday school in the basement. Once we get to church there will be a couple of older girls around 18 or 19 that help take care of the little kids. The thing is they also help them use the toilet if they need to. To be safe I will tell them that you are having problems and that you're wearing protection, but if you have an accident, not to worry, because I will take care of it when I pick you up after church. Now you need to remember to use your girly voice, and act like the other little girls in class, so have fun my little princess." I said, "You're kidding right?" "Sorry, that's how it is." I knew it was going to be one heck of time in Sunday school. We arrived at the church and just like Lynn said, a young girl who looked about 18 (I must say she was cute and if I was dressed as myself, I might have asked her out) came up and took my hand. She had blond hair which was in a ponytail with a bow attached, and was dressed in a nice flared out dress that was about 2 inches above her knees and I could see she was wearing stockings, which also means she had on a garter belt. I always thought girls wearing stocking and garter belts looked so hot. She must have known Lynn because she came up and said, "Hi Miss Rogers." Lynn said, "Hi back," telling her she had her little niece who is 7-years- old with her today. The girl said, "Yes, I saw you come over from the car with a little one, that's why I came over." Lynn said, "I figured that she would be going down stairs to Sunday school." The girl said, "Yes, I'll take her down." That's when Lynn told her my name, and that I been having accidents. She explained that I was wearing protection, and that she would take care me if I had an accident when she picks me up after services. The girl said, "Okay, that's fine, I let you know if she needs changing," as the young girl smiled at me and started to walk me over toward the stairs. This really cute girl took me downstairs and into a large room, where she brought me over to three other little girls who were seated at a table, telling the girls I was new and my name is Jillian. The three girls started to tell me their names. One was named Patty, the other said her name was Ann, and the third girls name was Janet. The young girl that helped me downstairs said she was Miss Emily as she handed each of us a page that had a picture of God blessing a wine container. About this time the teacher told us all to sit down in a circle on the floor. Once all the kids (which were about 10 of us) were seated on the floor she started to tell us a story about how God changed water into wine. After she finished her story, she told us to go and color the pictures we had about the story. That's when Emily and the other girl with her came over and led us back over to the tables, which now had a lot of crayons on top. We all started to color our picture, while Miss Emily was walking around and checking on how we were doing, and told us to make sure we all put our names at the bottom of the page. Once we were finished coloring Emily and the other girl named Rose started to hand out small plastic cups of juice and a cookie to everyone. After we finished our snacks, the two older girls took us all out the side door to a little playground, which had a large swing set and a really large 15-ft. high slide. Plus a push type merry go round. The three girls that were with me said, "Let's all go down the slide." I was trying to act like the other little girls as I said, "Yeah that's sounds like fun." So we all hurried over to the slide and started to climb up the ladder. I was last in line and started to climb up when I noticed two of the boys from the class had started to climb up behind me. Next thing I hear were the boys singing, "I see London, I see France, I see Jilly's underpants." They did it a couple of times. This did not make me very happy that the boys saw my frilly undies and maybe my diaper too. Once at the top I sat down on the edge, pushed off and slid down. When I got off at the bottom, I waited for the two boys to come down. Even though I'm not a real girl, I still wasn't happy about what they saw or said, so when the boys got off the slide I walked over and looked at the one boy named Billy who was the one right behind me on the ladder, and I said to him in my best girly voice, "So you like my frilly panties do you, I think if you like them that much, maybe I should tell your mommy, so she can buy you a pair just like them, this way you can have your very own pair of frilly panties to wear too?" Emily had heard what the boys were singing and was going to say something to them, but I kind of spoke up first. I just finished saying what I said to Billy, when I saw Emily was right behind me saying, "You know Jillian that's not a bad idea, I think maybe I should tell his mom just how much he liked your pretty panties and that maybe she should get him a pair just like them." That's when Janet spoke up saying, "Miss Emily I can tell our mommy that Billy wants to wear cute frilly panties like Jilly has on, when we get home, I pretty sure mom will let him wear one of mine if he really wants a pair that badly. I bet you would look so cute in a pair of my frilly panties, maybe even a cute party dress too." You could tell Billy was embarrassed by what was just said, because he was turning beet red and was mad, as he shouted out, "No way do I want to wear any kind of girly panties like that; we were just making a joke that's all, you girls are silly-willy's, come on Andy let's get out of here, and go on the swings." While Billy and Andy were walking away as fast as they could, Emily looked at me saying, "That was kind of cute, the way you got back at the boys. I'll have to remember that next time I hear one of the boys saying that dumb panty song." I gave her a big smile saying thanks. Just then I heard Lynn yelling, "Jillian dear I'm over here." As I turned and saw Lynn walking in the back gate, and said good bye to the other girls with me and was starting to leave, when Emily said, "Oh Jillian here's your picture so your aunt Lynn can hang it on the fridge." I took the picture from Emily saying thank you and kind of skipped over to Lynn like I figured a happy little girl would do, and with a big smile on my face I gave Lynn the picture saying, "I'm supposed to give this to you to hang up aunt Lynn." She gave a giggle saying, "Oh but we will, as soon as we get home sweetie." I'm thinking great. That's when I noticed Jennifer was standing over by the gate, that's when Lynn told me that Jennifer and her have decided we would all go out to breakfast. She said, they decided to take a ride over to the Colonial coffee shop / restaurant in Fords. I'm thinking, dang that's where I go almost every other day for breakfast, I know most of the people and staff at that place. I looked at Lynn saying, "You're kidding right? Do we really have to go there? Heck I know a lot of the people that hang out there plus the staff, because I go there almost every other day, what if someone should recognize me?" She looked at me saying, "Honest sweetie, trust me, no one is going to recognize you. Heck I almost don't recognize you; you look great." That's when Jennifer said in a low voice, "Honestly Jack you can fool anyone, plus it's a good test, I'm pretty sure no one will recognize you, but if someone should, we will handle it." Well, there wasn't much I could do to stop them. Lynn and Jennifer walked me back to Lynn's car. Lynn had me get in the back seat, and off we went. Next thing I know we are pulling up in the parking lot for the coffee shop. Once inside, we were able to get a booth right away. I slid in first with Lynn sitting next to me. Jennifer sat across from us on the other side. The waitress came over to get us drinks, and that's when I almost lost it. Of all people, and all the waitresses in this place it had to be Ardean. Ardean is the one waitress I know the best of all the gals here, and I was pretty sure she would recognize me right away. She looked at Lynn and asked what she wanted to drink and Lynn said Coffee. Next she looked at me. I bent my head down just a little and in my best girly voice said, "Can I have Orange juice please?" Lynn jumped in saying, "Give her a large glass okay." Ardean looked a Lynn saying, "She's a shy one." Lynn said, "Yes, she is." Jennifer ordered coffee just like Lynn. I was surprised that Ardean had no clue who I was. Once we got our drinks, Ardean took our orders. This time I looked right at her and I ordered blueberry pancakes; Lynn & Jennifer ordered the #2 special with beacon. I realized that the ladies were right, no one, not even Ardean recognized me, or had any clue I wasn't what I looked like, which was a little girl. I was starting to relax more knowing no one even knew who I was. I was finishing off my pancakes and juice when it hit me, I needed to go pee, but didn't tell Lynn that I had to go, because I just didn't want to walk past all the booths and everyone sitting in them and at the counter, just to get to the toilet way in the back of the place, so I decided to try and hold it till we got home. After we finished our breakfast, Lynn went up to pay the bill while Jennifer left a nice tip. We left the coffee shop, got in the car, and went straight home. On the way home I couldn't hold it any longer. I knew I had the two diapers on, with the plastic lined panties so, I just relaxed and peed. Boy did it feel good to empty my bladder, as I sat there in the backseat and pretended nothing was wrong. Lynn dropped Jennifer off at her place and then went around the block and parked the car right in front of her apartment, boy was I happy to get back inside safe and sound and out of the public eye. I was still getting use to the idea that I looked and passed as a little girl, and that no one recognized me at the coffee shop, not even the two guys I sit with at the counter most days, who looked right at me when we walked pass them. Plus, I was still trying to get used to the idea I'm wearing a dress and I had to watch how I bent over and how I talk. Once inside I was going to tell Lynn that my diaper was wet, but first I wanted to tell her about an idea I had, while I was in Sunday school. It came to me while I was coloring the picture. I had decided that we needed a safe word or code if the bad guys showed up because I'm the only one who really knows what they look like, and if one of them showed up at the door she wouldn't even know it. I asked Lynn if we could talk before, we settle down for the day. She said, "Sure, let's crash on the couch and talk. Okay what's up?" I told her that I had an idea I wanted to run past her, about the guys looking for me. I went on to say, "I just have this felling that the hitman and or his friend may figure out I stay here, and may come by to see if I'm still here, and I don't want you getting hurt. The reason I think they will stop by is, because I'm pretty sure one of them has a contact, or a mole in the police department, otherwise how did he know where to find the other witnesses he killed? "I think we should have some kind of signal or safe word I can say to you if I see him or his buddy. We need a word I can say so you know we are in trouble. I just have this feeling he may come by to see if I'm still hanging around here, and having something I can say to let you know you're not safe sound good to me. "We know he will be looking for a guy, and not a little girl, which is in our favor. I should be able to walk up to you and say some kind of code, to let you know it's him or his buddy." Lynn says, "You know that's not a bad idea, what do you have in mind?" "We know he wouldn't be looking for a little girl, which gives us the advantage. But he might try to see if you know where I am, or maybe where I went. I know I would. "My idea is if I see either of them, I will come up and ask you if I can go out and play with 'KELLY.' Saying something like, aunt Lynn, I just saw Kelly outside, can I go out and play with her. You could say not just yet, maybe in a little bit. Or something like that. This way you know to play it cool." Lynn looked at me funny saying, "Why use the name Kelly? I really don't get it?" "The reason I picked the name Kelly is easy, if you change one letter, like the (E) in Kelly to the letter (I) it's now Killy or KILLER." Lynn goes, "Oh My Gosh! Wow! That's a great idea. Smart to think of a wordplay. So, any time you say something about Kelly you mean the killer is nearby or here?" "Right, that's the plan, even if we should be out on the street or in a store, it would still work." "Okay I think that will work just great. Good thinking." After we talked some more, Lynn headed to her room to change, while I stayed on the couch. I was just getting settled on the couch and starting to watch a TV show, when Lynn came back out and over to me. I mentioned to Lynn that I was wet, and that it happened on the way home when she hit a bad bump. Lynn's answer was, "Oh being wet that long is no fun, let's get you out of that diaper and into some cute panties till bed time." Once she cleaned me up, she gave me a pair of cute nylon panties to wear, and told me to go watch some TV while she cleans up the house and room. I said I could help if she wants, and that's just what I did. Once we were both done, we sat down and watched some shows on tv, till it was about dinner time. To be continued: