Charlotte's Niece

by Pamela

pamelapamela@hotmail.com

 

Chapter 23

When Charlotte led me to the bed I became hysterical. I shook and wailed.

"Jesus, what's the matter?" Charlotte asked. "You're over tired, I can see that much. I'll put you in the crib for a nap and when you wake up we'll get Maria here to feed you. Then I'll give you some pee. I want everything to be just right. A well rested and fed baby is a happy baby. I'll get you a juice bottle and leave you to rest."

I stopped crying immediately. It was true. I was beyond exhausted. Charlotte lowered the side rail of the crib and I climbed in and she closed it behind me. I lay on my stomach with my face pressed into the mattress. In front of me I could see a variety of pink, yellow and blue dancing bunnies decorating the sheet. Before leaving the room Charlotte placed a pacifier in my mouth. I did not protest.

I felt safe and protected but I also felt like I was in a place I could not escape from. It was nice wearing a clean dry diaper, though it was more than a little bulky and I could not close my legs together like I normally could. Through the bars of the crib I saw Charlotte come back. She took the pacifier out of my mouth and placed a bottle of juice in its place. I suckled the tasty cold liquid. She wound up the key to a musical mobile of fuzzy bears that dangled over the crib. It played the Brahms lullaby and almost immediately I felt my eyelids grow heavy and I had a hard time keeping them open. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the bears dancing around in a circle over my head. In a few minutes more I fell asleep with the bottle lying next to my face.

I woke up with no idea of how long I had been sleeping. I sensed that my diaper was sopping wet. I had peed in my sleep and had no recollection of having done so. Thank God I had a diaper on. It would have been my second bed wetting if I had not been wearing one and I was sure that Charlotte would have sharply rebuked me, or even worse, beaten me.

I thought about Phillipe and how cruel he had been to me. I was afraid of what might have been done to my bottom hole, which still tingled with a slight pain. It occurred to me how funny it was that despite his being so intimate with me: kissing me, feeling me up, forcing me to provide him oral sex and finally providing an opening for him to put his penis, he never did find out that I was a boy. He would have freaked had he known that. It would be so much simpler if I was truly Charlotte's little baby girl, a true baby girl, rather than Greg acting like a baby girl. I wet myself. I cry. I like petticoats and girlish dresses. The crib is best for me. A nice safe place where I can wait until Charlotte needs me again.

It was not long until Charlotte came in the room and turned on the light.

"Did you have a good nap?" she said.

"Yes, Aunt Charlotte, but I went pee pee."

"Let me see." She felt inside the front of my diaper. "My God you're a leaky faucet. Hop up on the changing table." She lowered the crib railing and I did as she said. Lying on my back on the table she undid the safety pins holding the diaper and raised my legs up. Just then the phone rang.

Charlotte said, "don't move," and she went to the living room to answer the phone. I heard her talking in the distance. The conversation went on and on. Finally I heard Charlotte say goodbye and heard her footsteps approaching the bedroom. She came up to me and regarded me carefully. "That was Ms. Gence on the phone. She said some terrible things about what you did to Phillipe and I want to give you an opportunity to confess to me what happened. What did you do?"

"Aunt Charlotte, I didn't do anything to Phillipe." I wondered what diabolical plan he had hatched. Probably to get another chance to rape me. Charlotte looked like she was holding back anger and I desperately did not want another beating. "It was him. He raped me. He raped me in my bottom. The blood you saw was from when he raped me. My bottom still hurts. He is so evil. He did whatever he wanted with me. I couldn't stop him. I tried and tried and I just couldn't stop him."

I could not stop from crying. "That's not the story I heard from Sara. She said that Phillipe confided to Felicity on the way home that you had forced him to do some terrible things. She was so upset by what you did that she cried all the way home. She said that you wanted to play a game of hooker and "John" and you forced Phillipe to pull down his pants so you could have sex with him. He was too scared to tell the truth to us, but luckily Felicity had some good sense."

Despite my wailing I said, "how could I force him to rape me!! Felicity was his guard so he could rape me!! She only came in at the end and he made fun of me for wearing a diaper."

"I don't believe you. Those kids are younger than you. They couldn't force you to do anything."

"But Aunt Charlotte!"

"This is your last chance to tell me the truth."

"I couldn't stop Phillipe because every time I tried to tell Ms. Gence the first day Phillipe was there, she would yell at me and tell me not to bother her. The second day you were there and I was sure you would beat me if I bothered you. And now you're going to beat me anyway." I wailed and wailed in abject misery. "I'm too scared to ever do anything to hurt you Aunt Charlotte. I've been trying and trying to be your vagina princess. I'll do everything you want me to do. All I want to do is please you. You must believe me!"

Charlotte looked at me coldly and I fell into a fit of hysteria. With my legs up in the air I was completely at her mercy. Any second I expected her to spank my bottom. I looked at her. "I want to be your vagina princess so bad Aunt Charlotte. Phillipe hurt me. He made me bend over and forced his way inside me until I bled. Besides that I had to lick him and touch him and all this stuff I knew was wrong. He is so evil!"

In front of my eyes Charlotte's face suddenly softened and she said, "you know, I do believe you. You are too gentle a soul to rape anyone or to be diabolical. I misjudged Phillipe and Felicity. I guess I owe you an apology."

I began crying even more. Charlotte came over and fetched the baby powder and powdered my bottom and then got a tissue and held it so I could blow my nose. She fitted a clean diaper around me and pinned it tightly on and then pulled up the plastic pants. As soon as she was done I sprang up and hugged her, holding onto her with all my might. "There, there, little one," Charlotte said. "You are a good baby. Mommy is sorry for not believing you. It was wrong of her."

"I love you so much Aunt Charlotte."

"I know you do. Are you hungry?"

"Yes, Aunt Charlotte."

"I'll see if Maria can come over now and feed you. Then I've got some unfinished business with Phillipe. You wait in the crib."

I got back in the crib and Charlotte fetched some of the dollies from my room and put them in with me to play with and then wound up the mobile and left for the living room. I felt so happy and relieved that I could almost burst with joy. I talked to my dollies, telling them about how much I loved Aunt Charlotte and how much I hated Phillipe and Felicity.

I figured out from what I could hear that Charlotte had called Ms. Gence. She said something about the "little shits" and how they had raped her little girl Vickie. I felt so proud of Charlotte. There was silence for a few minutes and then Charlotte said, "thank you, Sara." Charlotte made a second phone call and then came back to the room. "Maria will be here shortly to feed you. I've arranged to put you on a schedule of three feedings a day."

"Thank you, Aunt Charlotte."

"As you might have heard I spoke to Sara who was able to get a confession from Philippe. She feels terrible and wants to make it up to you. Maybe she'll let you have some of her pee also. We'll see. She gave Phillipe a monstrous thrashing. I could hear him screaming in the background and she's sending him home tomorrow. I think you'll also get an apology letter from Phillipe and Felicity, not that that would make up for the harm they caused you."

"I can't thank you enough," I said and Charlotte cut me off.

"As we both know, boys are so often evil. Thank goodness you're a baby girl.

Innocent and pure."

 

When Maria came I was playing with the dollies in my crib. Especially Lisa who was the prettiest of them all. Charlotte brought Maria into the bedroom and she greeted me warmly. Maria was a short Hispanic woman wearing a white blouse and a denim skirt. She had with her a small baby carriage within which a tiny baby girl was sleeping.

"This is a baby?" Maria said to Charlotte indicating me, "she's so big!"

"Big in size, but a little girl in her heart," Charlotte said. She let me out of the crib and said, "let me make sure she's dry," and she slipped her hand inside my diaper and said, "still dry. You can feed Vickie in the living room."

The two ladies escorted me to the living room. Maria positioned the carriage near her and sat on the sofa.

"This is very good Senora Charlotte. I can watch TV while she nurses."

Charlotte gave her the remote.

"It will be a half hour Senora Charlotte," Maria said

"Good, I'll be back before you're done. I've got some errands to do."

Charlotte got her purse and left the apartment.

"Come lie down my baby," Maria said.

I lay on the sofa putting my head on her lap. She unbuttoned her blouse. "You are such a pretty baby," she said as she unclipped the cups of the nursing bra she was wearing and let her large milk laden breasts fall out. Her nipples were swollen with fluid and I could see wetness on their ends. She took my head and placed it below her left nipple. I opened my mouth and she leaned forward and I gathered the large erect nipple into my mouth and began suckling it gently. I immediately tasted the sweet milk and every time I sucked more of it came out.

Maria moaned and said, "its such a relief when the babies begin to suck. The milk comes down and I feel good with the pressure relieved." She held my head tenderly with her arms. I sucked avidly though the milk was a bit on the sweet side. I was very happy. The more I sucked the more I developed a liking for the taste.

Maria turned on the television and flipped through the channels until she found a Spanish station. She kept the volume low. It sounded to me like a soap opera was being shown. After ten minutes Maria inserted a finger into my mouth to break the suction I had formed on her tit and she pulled the breast away. I had been so absorbed in what I was doing that I was startled and fought an impulse to cry out. Maria must have seen my face since she said, "all little babies are the same. They cannot wait one second for mommy to switch titties. They've got to have the milk now! But one of mommy's boobies needs rest while the other one needs to be milked!"

"Sorry," I said in a small voice.

Maria laughed. "There is no need to apologize. Babies cannot help themselves! Thats why they're babies." Maria adjusted my head in front of her right breast and I began drinking. There was so much milk at the start I almost choked on it.

"Don't drown!" Maria said. "While you were sucking the left one, it made the right one start up. What a relief! It feels so good when both of my boobies have been milked!"

I closed my eyes and snuggled as close to her chest as I could and happily drank the milk. After a few minutes I felt the need to pee. I resisted for a minute or two but then let it just start flowing and I felt like I couldn't stop it. I suckled on the tit for what seemed to be a long time. I was growing tired. My belly felt full. Maria extracted her tit. "I know a full baby when I see one!" she said and then I watched with half open eyes as she put both her breasts back into her bra.

"I'll bet two things, no three things. You need to burp, you're wet and you're sleepy." I smiled at her and she helped me sit up and gently tapped on my back. I gave out a little burp and after a few more taps a large burp that made us both laugh. She felt inside my diaper and said "wet. Right on that score too. Come let me change you before Charlotte comes back." I followed her to Charlotte's bedroom and hopped up on the changing table. Maria was much more adept in changing me than Charlotte. She cleaned me with a wet towelette, powdered my bottom and penis and tucked me tightly into a new diaper.

Just as she was done Charlotte came home. Maria said, "she's tired and she's full and she's dry. I just changed her. It probably is a good time for her nap. Senora Charlotte she is such a good baby!"

"Thank you Maria, you're such a life saver. We'll see you later this evening!" Charlotte escorted Maria to the front door while I climbed into my crib for a nap. Charlotte came back and said, "Maria is so sweet. She's an angel for doing this. Her own baby has to have formula - she is very excited for the opportunity to breast feed a pretty girl like you!"

"Thank you Aunt Charlotte."

"Take a nice nap!" Charlotte said and turned out the light and left the room.

 

When Charlotte woke me about an hour later I was drenched again. I was groggy from the seemingly constant cycle of sleep, feeding, changing, and playing with toys.

Charlotte said, "I'll change you later. Its finally time. We've waited long enough. I'm anxious for this to work. You look so beautiful sleeping there. So contented."

I smiled at Charlotte. Though I knew that I would now have to contend with her pee pee I did not say anything. It was best to make her happy. I wanted to make her happy. I watched as she stepped out of her dress and pulled down her pantyhose and took them off. She removed her panties so she was just wearing her bra and then she took that off also. Naked, she came over to the crib and lowered the railing and told me to climb out and to hop onto the bed. "Ethel should be back this evening. It'll be great to show her how close we've become while she's been away. I think you have a very good idea of what my vagina needs and how you can take care of its desires. All of course, except for my pee. Yet that is the most important and also the most difficult thing and you need to do it right. I need to feel that I can nourish you with my pee. You have to feel that you are being nourished. That is the secret for you to succeed. You must also keep your tongue stroking my clitoris while I'm peeing. Then you'll know that you are doubly pleasing me. When you achieve that you'll be surprised at just how close we'll become. You'll be part of me, an extension of your Aunt Charlotte and the fulfillment of your desires and fantasies. Isn't that wonderful?"

Charlotte stared at me and I said meekly, "yes Aunt Charlotte. I love you." I was trembling just a little. I felt an intense desire to hug her and I came toward her and put my arms around her waist. "I love you Aunt Charlotte."

"I know you do, little one, now you must do everything I say. Don't take your tongue off my clitoris while I am peeing. And don't let any pee get on the bed. Remember, that you have to be willing to sacrifice yourself to the demands of vaginas. They are both your friend and master. The kindest sort of master who provides you so much love if you but wait upon its demands. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Aunt Charlotte," I said bracing myself for what was coming.

"Come here." Her hands gently guided me to a position lying on my back with my head about in the center of the bed. She straddled my head with her legs and lay down resting her upper body on mine so that her head lay on the front of my plastic pants. I felt the warm weight of her breasts against my stomach. By slightly flexing her hips she forced her vagina to cover my waiting mouth. Pressed underneath her it was dark and moist. "You can suck on my clitoris a little and then I'll send you some pee and then you can lick some more, then a little more pee. So you get better acclimated." I licked her vagina feeling for the clitoris. In a second I could sense that I had found the right spot since she tensed her body and gave out a soft moan. "Good little princess," she said softly and she shuddered with pleasure.

She used her hands to squeeze my sides as she lay on top of me and her face pushed against my plastic panties. She encircled my buttocks with her fingers and squeezed them. Through the plastic pants I felt the strong pressure from her finger tips. She moved her hands so they slid down inside my diaper and grabbed the cheeks of my rear end.

"So wet my baby," she murmured.

Her hands massaged my bottom and then one hand swung around and grabbed my penis and the other fell onto my crack. The two hands gently and firmly massaged my penis and anus. "My little wet baby," she cooed and she stroked my hardening penis. "You make me feel so good." Her hand reached down and cupped my balls and gently played with them. Her other hand used two fingers to rub just outside my bottom hole.

I felt her thigh muscles tense and then a sort of squirt of hot fluid came into my mouth. I shifted my position as if to get up. The shock of the pee caused me to panic and I wanted to spit it out in the bathroom, but Charlotte pressed down tighter with her vagina and said, "no!" I struggled a bit more but in vain. The taste of the fluid was a shock. Then I gave up struggling. "Thats a good girl. Its all yours my lovely," Charlotte said. I resumed licking her with the small amount of pee in my mouth but I was so scared about having it leak onto the bed that I was unable to do anything. I sensed Charlotte's impatience and then swallowed the pee. I felt sad and I began crying. Charlotte said, "very good now, lets continue" and I resumed licking her and then a minute later she tensed and more pee came out. I swallowed it and Charlotte exclaimed, "now we're getting somewhere! Finally!" I continued licking and then there was more pee. I swallowed it almost instinctively.

"You must lick my clitoris while I pee. I don't want to have to smack you!"

Charlotte said.

My tears increased and I made a point of firmly stroking her clitoris repeatedly and gently with my tongue until finally Charlotte became agitated and moved her hips in excitement. "Yes, thats right. Now I'm going to really unload my pee. Do not stop the licking!" I concentrated on the spot that seemed to excite her the most. "So nice, Vickie, you are wonderful," she said as I licked her steadily and felt her powerful thighs tense up and I waited expectantly for the pee. Charlotte took her hands out of my diaper and grabbed my head with both of them, and let out a great moan and then a rush of pee came into my mouth. I licked and licked her clitoris as the pee rushed out filling my mouth. I gulped it down while still finding a way to keep my tongue on her clitoris. Charlotte screamed in pleasure and her body rocked back and forth and from side to side. I felt like I was killing her. She writhed in intense frenetic passion and by her powerful grip I was forced to jump about the bed as if attached to her. Again and again she wailed and screamed and her hands and vagina triangulated my head forcing my mouth to never slip from her vagina. The pee kept coming and my tongue kept searching against and around its current for her clitoris. Finally Charlotte went limp, the flow of pee stopped and her hands let go of my head. She lay on top of me as a large dull weight. My tongue ached and I stopped licking her and she did not say anything.

I had a belly full of her pee. Its fumes infused me and the taste persisted throughout my mouth and throat. I felt okay otherwise. Charlotte slowly slid off me, then turned around and lay alongside me and enveloped me in her arms so that my face lay between her ponderous breasts. Her hands felt inside my diaper again and began manipulating my penis.

"Mommy's baby for ever and ever," Charlotte said.

"I love you mommy," I gasped as waves of pleasure filled my body. I was as if in a trance by the wonderful magic of Charlotte's fingertips.

"I love you too," Charlotte said. She moved so that one of her breasts swung around and landed heavily on my cheek.

Her hands were expert - they found the right spots near the top of my penis causing it to stiffen up again and again. Just when it seemed I would climax she slid one hand around to my butt and massaged it along with my penis and balls.

"I want your pee pee Aunt Charlotte," I said.

"I know you do," Charlotte said, "its there for you and only you."

Practically in a swoon I said, "I love you Aunt Charlotte. I never want to leave you. I always want to be with you. Please never let me go. I'll die if I'm without you." I reached orgasm with her hands buried in my wet diaper. Not until the last spasm had subsided did she slowly pull her hands out.

She then rolled slowly off me and I felt her lips gently kiss my forehead.

 

Later, after I was again back in my crib, Charlotte went to answer a phone call. When she came back to the bedroom she said, "That was Ethel again. She won't be back tonight after all. She has to stay a day or two more to help her mom."

I stared at Charlotte from my crib. "I miss Aunt Ethel," I said.

"That's the least of our problems. I can't stay home from work again to watch you, and I certainly can't leave a baby alone by herself. I'm going to have to ask Maria if she can babysit you for the day until Ethel comes back."

Charlotte left to call Maria. When she came back she said, "we're lucky. Maria said that she can watch you but it has to be at her apartment. She has another kid to watch mid morning and another in the afternoon. It'll be actually easier on her since she won't have to travel here to feed you. In the morning we'll pack up some of your stuff and we'll walk over to Maria's. She lives a few blocks away on the east side."

 

I spent the night sleeping in the crib next to Charlotte's bed. In the morning she took off my wet diaper and replaced it with a large pampers disposable diaper. "I can't send you to Maria's with a cloth diaper. Do you see what a pain you are!" I must have looked crestfallen since she said, "I'm just teasing you honey. We just have to remember to pack a few disposable diapers with us. I doubt that Maria has them your size!"

When she was done securing the tape that held up each side of the diaper she had me lie on the bed and she climbed over me and fed me her pee. She then dressed me in one of the training bras, ruffly pink panties, and my pink dress and crinoline and tied pink bows in my hair. "Do you think you're wearing enough pink?" Charlotte said and I laughed. "Pink is my favorite color Aunt Charlotte."

"I know that. Now take a doll," she said and I took my favorite doll Lisa from the crib and clutched her tightly. Though I was feeling a bit ill from the pee in my belly, I was still very hungry and anxious to get to Maria's so she could feed me my breakfast.

It was early, about 7 AM and the building was quiet as we rode the elevator down. I had some qualms about running into Linda but we did not see anybody on the way out. Charlotte walked briskly the few blocks to Maria's apartment and I had a hard time keeping up with her.

Maria's apartment was small. The living room had a large play pen set up in the middle. There were a bunch of toys in it including a "busy box" that contained many dials, switches and buttons to press and pull, and a couple of stuffed animals. When we came in Maria had her own baby in a high chair and was feeding her from little glass jars of baby food. The apartment seemed so foreign to me in its furnishings, scents and somewhat dingy atmosphere that I became frightened and clung tightly to Charlotte. "I've got to get to work," she said to Maria and then to me she said, "I'll pick you up this afternoon. At six. Be a good girl."

"Please don't go Aunt Charlotte, I'm scared."

"Nonsense. Maria will take very good care of you."

I started to whine. "Don't leave me Aunt Charlotte."

"You're being a big baby. Now stop it. I have to get to work!"

To Maria she said, "she is infantile. I'm sure she'll get over it in a few minutes."

"Lots of babies are afraid to leave their mommies," Maria said. "Come here my little one. Yesterday I fed you and you were such a big girl. Why are you being such a baby today. You know I won't hurt you."

Charlotte left and I wiped my eyes on my arms. I stared at Maria clutching Lisa tightly.

"I can feed you in just a second," Maria said, "first I have to finish with my own little baby girl."

I sat down and watched Maria feed the baby. It was so absorbing that in a short while I did feel more comfortable and the strange surroundings stopped scaring me. A short while later the doorbell rang and Maria got up to answer it. It was the other child she had to watch that morning. A boy of about three accompanied by his mom. The mother looked at me sharply and asked Maria who I was. "Just another baby I have to watch for a day or two."

"Isn't she kind of big to be a baby? And is she dressed up for a party?"

Maria laughed. "You know, I wondered the same thing. But she really is a baby. She's a very gentle and calm baby. She's not potty trained. She still wears a diaper."

"You don't say." The woman came over and lifted my skirt and crinoline to take a look. She did it so fast, I did not think to stop her. "Maybe she is, you know, slow?"

I started to cry when I heard that. I was smart. I knew I was smart. I was not dumb.

Maria laughed even louder. "I don't think so. She understands everything.

See, you made her cry."

The woman looked down at me. "I've upset you. I'm sorry. I did not mean to hurt your feelings."

"I wear a diaper because I started to wet my bed. Aunt Charlotte thinks its best to be careful so I don't have an accident."

"You poor dear," the lady said. "I hope you grow out of it. All kids do."

"I wear big boy pants!" the woman's son said after listening to the conversation.

"Yes you do my angel. You are a big boy," the mom said, and to Maria she said, "I switched Teddy to pull up diapers. I'm sure he's got the hang of it. He sleeps the night without wetting. In a few weeks I think I'll get him underwear."

"You don't say," Maria said. "He is so precocious!"

The woman and Maria exchanged some more pleasantries and then the woman left planning to return by 11 to pick up Teddy. Maria put the boy in the play pen and then put her own baby in an infant seat next to the sofa. "You must be hungry," she said to me as she sat down on the sofa and undid her blouse. She had me lay next to her. With my head on her lap I looked up at her bra. "There's nobody here to object so I think I'll take off my bra. It is so warm here, I won't catch a chill." She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra and took it off. "I think it is so much easier this way. Particularly for such a hungry baby girl like you." She leaned forward and smothered my face with her left breast. I began suckling her and I heard the faint sound of a contented moan.

 

When Maria was done feeding me she checked my diaper, which was still dry, and then she had me climb into the play pen with Teddy. I sat down next to him and straightened out my skirt. He was busy playing with a race car. I lay down sideways and talked quietly to my dolly Lisa. Maria had fetched her bra and put it back on and then her blouse. She went back to her baby and changed her and then put her down in the play pen next to me. The baby was too young to crawl but she eyed me and I started pretending my dolly was talking to her. This interested Teddy and he came over and I had the dolly talking to Teddy and the baby.

Addressing Lisa, Teddy said, "are you potty trained?"

In a high squeaky voice I answered back, "yes, are you?"

"Oh no you're not," Teddy said. "I know you wear a diaper. I just wear big boy pants!"

"Are you talking about me or Vickie?" I had the doll say.

"You are the doll!"

"No, I'm not!"

Teddy looked puzzled for a second and then said, "you're teasing me!" And he playfully jumped on me and knocked me over. I fell backward and hugged Teddy who seemed to really like it since he started to giggle. I tickled him and he tickled me and we both laughed. The baby even started to laugh as she watched us.

Eventually we grew tired of playing and we went about our own business. I picked up the busy box and played with it for awhile. Maria did some cleaning and talked on the phone. I wet myself and waited for Maria to change me. She had just gotten off the phone and was walking over to the play pen when Teddy stood up and said. "I have to go pee pee!"

"Good boy," Maria said and lifted him up over the railing of the pen and put him down on the floor. Teddy pulled down his big boy pants and stepped out of them and ran to the bathroom.

"And how are you sweetie?" Maria said. She leaned over and put a hand inside my diaper. "Wet! I'm not surprised. Come with me."

I got up and followed her to her bedroom. She spread out a small plastic mat on her bed and had me lay on it. She lifted my dress and crinoline. "Good. I see Ms. Charlotte put you in pampers." She undid the fasteners, slid the diaper out from under me, got some baby lotion and spread it around my bottom and "clitoris" so as to prevent diaper rash. She fetched a new pamper and put it on me. Then I stood up and walked back to the play pen. I watched as Teddy came back from the bathroom, stepped into his big boy pants and pulled them up.

Teddy's mother came to fetch him at about 11:30. Teddy and I said goodbye to each other. He was anxious to make sure I would be back the next day. He seemed to like playing with me. After they were gone, Maria fed her baby in the high chair and then put him down for a nap. She then fetched me to the sofa and once again breast fed me. I felt very tired after stuffing myself on her milk and I lay down in the play pen to nap.

I was awakened an hour later by voices. The afternoon child had arrived. She was a young girl probably about five years old. She was wearing a short blue jumper over a white short sleeved blouse. She stood outside the playpen looking at me. She was holding a Barbie doll in one hand and a Ken doll in the other.

"The girl has a pretty dress," she said to her mother, "its got puffy sleeves."

"Oh, it is so pretty. Puffy sleeves just like Anne of Green Gables liked. A nice shade of pink and with her little crinoline she looks so dressed up. Ask the girl what her name is," the woman said.

"What is your name?" the girl asked me.

"I'm Vickie. What's your name?"

"I'm Kathy," she said. I was holding Lisa and she said, "is that your dolly?"

"Yes," I said.

"What's her name?"

"Lisa," I said.

"She's very pretty. Can I hold her? You can hold my dollies."

"OK," I said. Kathy passed the dolls into the play pen. Her mother who was watching the transaction said. "I've got to run Kathy. Maria will take very good care of you and you can play with the nice girlie in the play pen." She picked up Kathy and gently lowered her into the play pen next to me. Kathy crossed her legs and sat down facing me and I gave her Lisa. Her mother left and Maria got up to do some cleaning.

"I love Lisa," Kathy said, "and Barbie does too!"

I took Barbie and had her walk over and give Lisa a kiss. "What do you think of Ken?" I had Barbie ask Lisa.

"He's very handsome," Kathy said for Lisa.

"I love Ken," I said for Barbie.

"He's very strong and all the girls love him," Kathy said and she had Lisa give Ken a kiss.

"That's enough kissing Lisa. Its my turn now," I had Barbie give her a kiss and Kathy laughed.

"No Barbie. Ken's my boy friend now, not yours!" Kathy said.

"That's not fair, Lisa. Ken has been my boy friend. I'm going to cry."

"Don't cry Barbie. We'll find you another boy friend."

"But I love Ken. I don't want another boy friend except Ken." I feigned Barbie crying.

"Silly Barbie. You can have Ken and Lisa will love Kathy!"

 

Charlotte came at six to pick me up. I had just been fed and changed by Maria who gave Charlotte a good report about how easy I was to take care of. On the way home I prattled on and on telling Charlotte how much I loved playing with Kathy and also Teddy and that now they were my friends.

"Lisa became friends with Kathy and Kathy let me play with her Barbie and Ken dolls."

Charlotte seemed to pay at least some attention to what I was saying, even if she was not hanging on every word. When we got back to the apartment building she fetched the mail and we walked over to the elevators and pushed the button. Other people returning from work joined us and then I saw Linda and her new boy friend come over. She saw me and I saw her. I put my arm through Charlotte's and clung to her tightly while my other arm held Lisa. Charlotte looked up and saw Linda and smiled at her. "How are you," she said.

"I'm fine," Linda said stiffly.

"Vickie, say hello to your friend," Charlotte said.

I looked down at the ground and mumbled "hi, Linda."

"She's shy," Charlotte said, "don't mind her. We're just back from the sitters."

I saw Linda and her boy friend exchange glances. The elevator came and we crowded on. The door shut and it began to move up. In the crowded space Charlotte got out her keys and said, "I hope we have enough diapers for you." I glanced up at Charlotte and then turned my head so I could see Linda's face out of the corner of my eye. She was mouthing the word "diapers" and shaking her head.

When the elevator came to our floor I followed Charlotte out and did not say goodbye to Linda.

  

  

  

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