The next afternoon Mr. Dean came to the Beebe's door holding his Grandson by the hand.

"OH! Mr. Dean, won't you come in." Kim opened the door wider as the two stepped by her.

"What we came over for is to ask you a favor." John Dean motioned to Jason to sit on the sofa then sat down beside him.

"How can we help, John?" Kim asked.

"Well, I have a bit of a problem, my daughter was called back to her old home town by one of her dearest friends, nothing so bad but her friend is in the hospital so she wanted to be with her." John patted Jason on his bare leg. "This boy and I are alone tonight but this is my night to play cards with the gang and we had planned to go over to Bill's house. I was wondering if you folks would mind having one more little boy for the night?" John Dean had just turned his head and caught a glimpse of Gary and Jon from the kitchen.

Gary wiggled his fingers as if to say `Hi!' to Mr. Dean. Both boys had heard what he was asking Kim.

John smiled at the boys and nodded his head then turned again towards Kim. "I know this is a very short notice and if you can't keep him I will understand."

"We can always find room for one more, we'd love to have him!" Kim turned facing the boys in the kitchen. It was as if she knew they had something to do with this visit. Gary and Jon busied themselves without looking directly at Kim.

"Well, I thank you, it isn't that I just have to play cards you know, but they count on me being there, you know how it is." John rose to his feet.

"Does that mean I get to stay all night?" Jason beamed as he, too, noticed the boys in the kitchen.

"Yes, you, sweetheart, why don't you go out with the boys and I will go home and bring back a few things for you tonight." Jason slid off the sofa and started to head toward the boys, Mr. Dean pulled him to himself and went to his knees. "I want you to mind Mrs. Beebe and any of the other members in this household. You do whatever they say with no backtalk, I know you will be a good boy. I love you, sweetie!"

"I love you, too, Grandpa! I will be a good boy, I promise!" Jason gave his grandpa a big hug then he move out into the kitchen where the two boys greeted him warmly and invited him into their play.

Kim called her son out into the living room to have a word with him. Gary looked as if he was in some kind of trouble as he made his way towards his mother.

"Did you have anything to do with Jason coming over to spend the night?" Kim wanted a straight answer.

"Kind of..... I think!" Gary's two feet turned in toward each other and a finger went into his mouth, a sure sign he was involved.

"Was this part of your plan to get Jason into a diaper, having him come over and spend the night?" Kim wasn't so concerned about having the boy over for the night as she was for Gary manipulating events for his own pleasure.

"I'm sorry, mom!" Gary responded.

"Well, what is done is done. But tell me, how did you get John involved?"

Gary pulled nervously at his diaper while explaining just how he got Mr. Dean to help with his plan. "I and Jon talked to him over the fence this morning and told him how his daughter came over and talked about us and diapers...... He asked a lot of questions about her visit. We suggested if he could get Jason to come over and stay all night maybe we could get him started to wear diapers again. He told us about his daughter leaving town for a couple of days. He said he would see if he could get Jason to come over." Gary spilled the beans as his mother stood quietly listening.

"You boys.... I just knew you had something to do with it. I guess you know it will be your responsibility should his mother get upset over this. But what I can't figure out is, where does Mr. Dean come into all this.... Why is he so interested to get him into diapers." Just as Kim said this the door bell rang once again.

"I didn't pack much for him, I suppose the boys would have something for him if he should need something else!" John said with a grin.

"Now I just suppose they would have just the right `thing' for him, John....... I think you all are a bit crazy about this but I am having no part in it. Kim said laughingly.

"Ha! Ha!" John laughed, "I have been looking for a way to get that boy into diapers ever since he arrived here. This just may work!" John went on to explain why he wanted the 8 year old back into diapers.

"His mother had no idea what she was doing to that boy when she insisted he be potty trained at such an early age. When I visited them a few years ago, that boy was so upset about being forced to sit on that cold toilet seat. He was so small He had to hold on to each side of the seat just to keep from falling in. Poor boy, I had a heated argument with her over that. She still thinks she did the right thing. Well, it was the right thing for `her'. It got her out of changing his diapers, she could never stand that chore."

"When she visited with us the other day, she seemed pretty sure of herself that she was right and that no boy should be in diapers after three. She was almost shocked to find Gary and Jon in diapers. I don't think it has hurt the boys at all, It has kept them from some embarrassing moments." Kim told him.

"Jason has never been able to control his wetting. His mother keeps harping at him about it all the time. He wets the bed, his pants and even like last night while being confronted by his mother for some minor thing, he stood right in front of her and as she got him upset he not only soaked his PJ's but down his leg onto the carpet. I told her then that this was the last straw, that she must get him back into diapers before she completely ruins him." John had let out a lot of family secrets but felt that Kim would understand.

"I guess I had Gary a lot mixed up too before Bob and I were married. I would get so mad to find this `big' boy had wet his bed again and again. It was Bob that helped me see it from a boy's point of view. That Gary did have a weak bladder and it was not his fault. So when Bob suggested we let him go back into diapers I had my doubts about it and all. Now I am glad I went along with him. Gary is so much happier"

"That's what I told my daughter, I said, `if you only give it a chance you would see a big change in the boy', Let's hope the boys can get things started. I told them they had a good idea, I said I would back them up." John took a last look out into the kitchen and three busy boys playing with toys on the table. Gary sat on his knees on the chair while he leaned far over the table. Mr. Dean smiled as he watched the view of a big white diaper butt flagging in the air. Jon had just bent over to pick something that had fallen on the floor.

"Cute boy that Jon!" Mr. Dean thought to himself, "next time I am over maybe I'll see Jason like that... I bet he will feel much better about himself."

"I'll pick him up around 9 or 10 in the morning." John waited for an answer.

"That would be fine, John, and don't worry about him, I have a feeling the boys will take good care of him, with the girls help." Kim closed the door as John walked back towards his house.

"Who was that?" Dee asked as heard the door close. She walked into the living room.

"John.... He just brought a few of Jason's things." Kim replied.

"Is it true.... is Jason going to stay the night?" she asked.

"He sure is!" Kim returned.

About that time Ellen joined them. "Where is he?"

"In the kitchen with the boys". Kim pointed toward the door.

"We thought he'd be in a diaper by now!" Ellen laughed.

"Those two boys are working out their plan so we will leave the rest up to them." Kim reported as she returned her chair to finish reading the nights paper.

Ellen and Dee walked into the kitchen asking, "What ya doing, boys?" "Oh, hi Jason" Ellen said as if she saw him the first time.

"Hi!" Jason answered without so much as a look up.

The boys were lost in the game spread out on the table. Each boy was kneeling on his chair with their back sides high in the air as the balanced themselves on their arms. It was Jason's move. "I get another point." He called out.

Both girls stood behind Jason trying to get a glimpse up his shorts. "No! I think that is just his underpants." Ellen tilted her head for another look.

"I think your right!" Dee remarked as she stood up after another closer look.