The Bet
By Karen Singer
Chapter 60 (Tuesday – week 9 Part 2 of 6)
Chad woke up with his thumb in his
mouth. He felt groggy… and very wet all
around the top of his legs. Realizing he
was sleeping on the expensive leather couch in Mel’s office, he quickly got
up. The leather looked just fine, but
his dress was soaked… at least all the inner layers of his skirts. He needed to change his diaper badly, but he
didn’t have any more. He left the room
to find Mel. He peeked into her office
and didn’t see her. He almost missed
seeing Andrea sound asleep on the couch.
He walked through the building, but everything was totally quiet and
still. Having little choice, he went
back to Mel’s office and knocked softly on the door to wake Andrea.
Andrea came awake
with a start. “What?” she said before
her mind could fully make sense of anything.
“I need some
help,” Chad
told her in his sissy voice, but without bothering to curtsey.
“What? Where’s Mel?” Andrea asked still totally
groggy.
“Not here,” Chad replied. “I looked.”
Andrea realized
she had been sleeping soundly. Mel must
have gone and left them. “So what’s
happening?” Andrea asked, her brain only now beginning to function.
“I’m leaking…
badly! I’ve been leaking for a while
now, but I’m totally out of diapers.”
“Out of…” Andrea
started to say, but her brain managed to kick in enough to finally make sense
of that. “Don’t you have anymore?”
“None. I used them all yesterday. I don’t thing Mel was planning on staying all
night.”
Andrea shook her
head as she pried herself up from the sofa.
“No, I’m sure she wasn’t. Is
there anything else around that you can use?” she asked, trying to come to
grips with this odd situation.
“Not that I know
of.”
“So what do I
need to do for you?” Andrea asked. “I
certainly don’t have any.”
“Can you… maybe…
go get me some?”
“You can’t… No, of course you can’t.” She looked at him for a moment and realized
she didn’t have much of a choice. “Yeah,
sure. I’ll get you some. What time is it anyway?”
Mel arrived at
the Hilton Hotel at about the same time as all too many others. She parked her car and had a bit of a long
walk to the lobby. Along the way, one of
Feinbaum’s other lawyers fell in beside her.
Did she get an approving look from him?
Must have been the hairclip.
“That was good
work,” the other lawyer said. “A bit
late, but good.”
“I just hope it
wasn’t too late!” Mel replied.
“I took a look
at some of those sections you dug out.
It’s amazing you managed to put that together the way you did.”
“I had some
help,” Mel replied. “I missed it at
first too.”
Together, they
followed many others into the hotel and down to the ballroom that had been
transformed into one big meeting room with rows of chairs everywhere. As she walked in, she could see several of
Feinbaum’s staff members taping her papers to the walls on each side of the
room. Someone had made copies.
She stared around
the room for a few moments, and had just decided to take a seat in the back,
when Dick Feinbaum walked up to her.
“Mel, we need you up front today.
This way.” Having little choice,
she followed the handsome lawyer up toward the front of the room, not just to
the front row of seats, but all the way up onto the stage where a long row of
seats had been set up. “Why don’t you
take one of the seats at the end here,” Dick suggested.
“You sure you
want me up here?” Mel asked.
“Definitely. You found it!”
Mel was left
alone as he walked off. She didn’t sit
down right away, instead she found a place to stand that was a little more out
of the way. As she stood there watching
everyone in the room, she noticed Slatter standing by one of the walls studying
the papers that had been taped there. He
didn’t study them long. With a sudden
turn, he headed for the stage. Something
about the way he was moving gave her the impression that he was angry. She jokingly wondered why that should
be. Slatter walked past her for the
other side of the stage without saying a single word to anyone. Mel supposed that if she were him, she would
be angry as well.
Many people came
in. A few she recognized, most she
didn’t. And the seats on the stage
filled up about as fast as the seats in the rest of the room. She finally sat down to blend in more with
the rest of the people on the stage.
Finally, a man
she didn’t recognize approached the podium and got everyone’s attention. She soon found out that he was the president
of the Sunshine Corporation. He thanked
everyone for coming, and then said. “I
understand that we have a last minute concern that needs to be addressed. I’ll turn this over to Harry Feinbaum to fill
us all in.”
Harry Feinbaum
took the stage, and immediately announced the cancellation of the signing –
which brought a huge commotional sound from the audience. As soon as the noise quieted down, he
pronounced the contract as not only void, but unethical… which brought gasps
from all around. It was then that he
turned toward Mel. “Mel, you’re the one
who found this, I think you deserve the honor of explaining to everyone the
indignity of what the Sunshine Corporation has tried to put over on us.
Mel was
flabbergasted! She hadn’t been prepared
to speak at all. But this wasn’t the
time to back down or even play the meek little miss. Summoning all her strength and confidence,
she stood up. “Can I get a microphone
down there?” she asked.
Harry Feinbaum
had already anticipated the question and pointed toward one of the hotel
workers who was standing by with a hand held microphone. Mel left the stage and walked down the
wall. She introduced herself and added a
small apology for the late timing of this, explaining that she was very late
coming into these proceedings so she didn’t have a lot of time with the
contract before she found the problems.
She started at
the left side of the papers and did her best to explain things as she quickly
worked her way all the way across to the other end of the taped up pages. She finally closed by saying that everyone
could examine the pages for themselves after the meeting. She handed the microphone back to the hotel
worker and standing as straight as she could, proudly walked back to her seat
on the stage.
It was the
president of Sunshine who took the podium next.
“This meeting is now adjourned until we can further assess this
situation.” With that the room seemed to
explode with noise and the meeting was over.
Mel stood up, but
she didn’t get a chance to leave the stage.
She spoke with more people than she could remember… or wanted to
remember – a few who congratulated her, and some who condemned her. But she held her ground and projected nothing
but an air of total confidence, knowing that she was right… despite her
weariness.
There was one
person she did remember talking with though, Richard Slatter himself walked up
to her. Mel noticed several others
watching closely as he did.
“That was…
rather amazing work,” Slatter said with a bite of contempt in his voice. “I’m really surprised that ‘you’ managed to
dig all that out.”
All Mel could
think about was the way this contemptible man had insulted her and her
father. Second rate? Ha!
She drew herself up to her full height, glad for once for the four inch
heels on her feet, and looked Slatter in the eye. With a sneer on her face, she said, “Don’t
piss me off, Slatter. Turns out, I’m
very good at putting men in their place… and keeping them there! So don’t screw with me, or you’ll be sorry!”
Slatter’s eyes
narrowed as he stared back at her. “I
look forward to our next meeting.”
Without another word, he smiled and left.
From a short
distance away, Harry Feinbaum smiled.
Chad wiped the pee dripping down
his leg again with another paper towel.
He had been staying in the little kitchenette just because he felt it
was the safest place he could be so he wouldn’t ruin anything. He was only glad that his massive skirts had
absorbed what they did and the expensive furniture hadn’t been damaged.
In the quietness,
he heard the door opening at the other end of the building.
“Sissy?”
Andrea’s voice called out.
“I’m back here!”
Chad
called. He saw Andrea heading up the
hallway, with several bags in her hands.
“There you are,”
she said as she approached. “I got you
the diapers you wanted.” she held up one of the other bags in her hand. “And I got us some breakfast too.”
Chad was grateful for the
breakfast, but he was more grateful for the diapers just then. Not bothering to curtsey again, he thanked
Andrea and grabbed the larger bag and headed straight back to the office where
his other things were. He managed to get
his dress completely off, trying to watch where the wet sections touched
anything. He opened the bag of diapers
and pulled one out… then, on a whim, he pulled out a second one. No telling how long it would be before Mel
got back… and he could really use a little more sleep.
Five minutes
later, he was safely clad in two protective diapers. He looked briefly at his dress and decided
not to put it back on since it was so wet.
Clad in only his bra covering his glued on breast forms, his waist
cincher, his diapers, and his pink high heels, he went back out of the room to
find Andrea. He didn’t have to look far
as she had gone back to the sitting area in Mel’s office. He was more than a bit embarrassed at how he
was dressed as he walked in.
Andrea gave a
start of surprise when she noticed him.
She had gotten used to seeing him in that ridiculous but delightful
dress and to now see him this way…
“Those diapers look bulky?” she told him as she continued to look him
over. “Did I get you the wrong
ones?”
“I used two,” Chad
explained. “I’m hoping I can get a
little more sleep before Mel gets back.”
Andrea nodded,
and made a mental note that she wouldn’t be keeping track of his leaking
anymore. Besides, what would she put
down about his last leaking time? They
had both been asleep! “Breakfast biscuits
are in the bag,” she told him. “Help
yourself.”
Andrea had
already started eating, so Chad
pulled one of the biscuits out of the bag.
There was an extra cup of coffee on the table as well. But did he dare take it?
Andrea saw him
looking at the coffee and not moving. “I
got it for you,” she said. But then she
realized something else. “Oh, I take it
you’re not supposed to drink it that way.”
“I’m not sure,” Chad
replied. “She never really said anything
about it, but I haven’t had anything to drink except from a baby bottle in a
long time now.”
“I won’t tell if
you won’t,” Andrea replied as she picked up her sandwich and took a large bite.
Chad was
tempted, but what if Mel came back early?
He looked at the clock. How long
did these meetings last? The one
yesterday had been most of the day.
Feeling brave, he grabbed the hot cup and pulled it over toward the far
corner of the coffee table along with the breakfast biscuit he had pulled out
of the bag. He sat in one of the chairs
across from Andrea and started eating.
So good! So good! And it wasn’t baby food!
“So your bet’s
almost over?” Andrea asked, just trying to make a little conversation.
Chad nodded as he chewed. “Yeah.
I only have today, Wednesday, and Thursday, and then I can return to
normal on Friday.”
“And of course
we’re all going to judge how you’re doing on Saturday,” Andrea added.
“Yeah. Hopefully I’ll be perfect by then and it will
be a foregone conclusion before you even start.”
“Or… you won’t
be perfect and it will go the other way.”
Chad looked at her for a
moment. Then he shook his head. “It just won’t happen.”
“Why not?”
“Because it
can’t! You simply can’t make someone
totally incontinent in only two months.
It can’t be done!”
“And that’s what
we’re going to find out on Saturday.”
“Yes. On Saturday!”
“I guess we’ll
see then.” Andrea replied. She took
another sip from her coffee. “So it
sounds like you still think you’re going to win.”
“Yeah, I
do. At least… I’m pretty sure I will.”
Andrea wasn’t
sure why she asked her next question, it just kind of came out. “But… do you really want to win?”
That one caught Chad
by surprise. “What do you mean? Of course I want to win.”
“Well, I just
thought that… of course I’m not really an expert on these things but… I mean…
someone like you, someone with your… interests… I would think that they would
really love what you’ve been doing with Mel and wouldn’t want it to stop. I would think you would rather lose your bet
instead of win.”
Chad blushed as he thought about
that. He looked shyly down at the floor
as he answered. “There is that, of
course. I’ve been living a dream for the
last two months. A total dream. I’ve done things I never thought I could ever
do. And many things I never dreamed of
doing! It’s been amazing!” His voice became quieter. “I’m going to miss it… terribly… without a
doubt!”
“But you do want
it to end? You still want to win?”
He was longer
answering than even he thought he would be.
“Yeah. I guess so anyway. All good things have to come to an end, don’t
they?” But deep inside, he started to
wonder. Did he really want to win this
bet? Was she suggesting that he should
lose it – purposely?”
Mel wasn’t sure
if she was surprised or not when she saw Andrea’s car still in the parking
lot. She was glad though since it meant
that Sissy wouldn’t be alone. But then
it was very possible that they were both still asleep. She unlocked the door quietly and went
inside. She heard nothing until she got
closer to her office, then she heard quiet voices.
She turned the
corner into her office and saw both Andrea and Sissy sitting and talking with
each other. “I’m back,” she declared
happily.
Chad turned quickly, glad that he
had already finished his breakfast and hoping Mel wouldn’t say anything about
the regular cup of coffee still sitting on the coffee table in front of him
instead of a bottle.
“Wow! Like your suit!” Andrea said. “How did it go?”
Mel smiled at
Andrea’s compliment. “Thanks,” she
replied. “And the meeting went
fast! And would you believe it, Feinbaum
made me explain the whole thing in front of everyone!”
“I’m not really
surprised,” Andrea replied.
“Yeah, I guess I
shouldn’t have been either, but I was.”
She came over and took the other empty chair. She noticed the food bag on the table as well
as the cup in front of Sissy. She
decided not to say anything. “Anything left?”
she asked.
“Sorry,” Andrea
replied. “I didn’t know you would be
back so soon.”
“No matter,” Mel
replied. “I didn’t think I’d be back
this soon either.” She looked over
toward Sissy. “What happened to your
dress?”
Chad wasn’t sure if he should get
up and curtsey before he spoke, but he took a chance and remained seated. “It got… rather wet I’m afraid, while I was
sleeping. I only had the one diaper on and
it leaked all over the place. The dress
absorbed it all though so nothing got ruined.”
“I had to make
an emergency trip to the pharmacy for him this morning,” Andrea told her. “He woke me up because he was leaking so
badly and didn’t have any more diapers with him.”
“I went through
a lot yesterday,” Chad
added. “I’m surprised I didn’t run out
sooner.”
Mel nodded. “Thanks Andrea,” she replied. “And it’s a good thing we put those extra
diapers in your bag yesterday. What time
did you put that diaper on?”
Chad looked a bit sheepish. “Um…
About twenty minutes ago now, but…
I kind of didn’t expect you back yet and I was hoping to get some more
sleep so… I’m wearing two diapers right now.”
He wasn’t sure if she would approve or not.
Mel’s tired brain
was a bit fogged so she simply stared at him for a moment before she could
figure out how she should reply.
Finally, she simply gave in since it made perfect sense. “Okay,” she finally said. “Go get your things together and let’s go
home. I guess we both need a little more
rest.”
Once Chad
had left, Mel got up from her seat and went over to sit down next to Andrea on
the couch. “Thanks again for all your
help last night,” she told her. “You
don’t know how much I appreciate it.”
“That’s what I’m
here for,” Andrea replied happily.
Mel lowered her
voice to almost a whisper. “Well, once
this deal finally goes through, and I expect it will, you can expect a rather
large bonus check for your efforts.”
Andrea was
certainly happy to hear that! “What
about Sissy?” she asked quietly. “He did
more than I did.”
Even quieter Mel
replied, “He probably did more than me as well.
Don’t worry, he’s going to get a very nice bonus too, I just don’t want
him to know about it until after this bet is over with.”
“I’m glad…
because he deserves it!”
Mel nodded. “Yeah, he certainly does.”
In a more normal
voice, Andrea asked, “So you think the deal will still go through?”
Mel got up from
her seat on the couch.
“Undoubtedly. Green Growers still
wants the cash and Sunshine still wants Green Growers. The only question now will be if Sunshine
will continue to play Green Grower’s game and leave the current board of
directors alone, or if they’ll up the game with more money and simply buy them
out forcibly. That’s more what I expect.”
“How long do you
think?” Andrea asked as she saw Sissy coming back into the office. He had his diaper bag, the new bag of diapers
she had gotten him, his silly little purse, and his dress was draped over one
arm.
“I figure
anywhere from one to three months,” Mel replied. “It all depends on what they decide to do.”
1 comment:
Leaking diapers are just terrible, I hate them! I feel so bad for her every time she is forced to make one leak. And to run out of changes, poor Sissy!
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