The night dinner was over and the family was relaxing in the living room.

Lloyd was still in his diaper but had taken off his boots and socks. He was lying on his stomach alongside of Clara and Martha who had only had on their bikini bottoms. They were watching a favorite TV movie.

Uncle John was sitting across the room in his big chair reading the evening news. Aunt Betty was lying on the couch reading her favorite book.

Uncle John could be seen sneaking a peek at the kids now and then while changing the pages of the paper. When he chuckled to himself it was apparent he was enjoying what he saw.

When Uncle John could catch Aunt Betty's eye, he would wink at her. She smiled and nodded her head in understanding. This was a signal indicating their special night.

After the movie was over Aunt Betty announced that this was bath night and ordered all the kids into the bathroom.

"Me too?" asked Lloyd.

"You're a kid aren't you?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Yeah, but I'm a boy." Lloyd swallowed hard. He would not mind taking a bath with the girls but would not admit it to Aunt Betty or Uncle John.

"Then get your butt in the bathroom." Aunt Betty said with a laugh pointing out the way.

"I will be washing tomorrow so be sure all your dirty clothes are in the wash room. And Lloyd, any dirty cloth diapers I want in the pail." Aunt commanded.

Because of the relaxed attitude towards family nudity the girls stood up, untied their bikini bottoms and carried them to the washroom.

Lloyd sat up not sure if he should take off his diaper or not.

Clara went into the bathroom where Aunt Betty filled the tub.

Martha came back to the living room and seeing Lloyd had not yet removed his diaper she asked, "Your suppose to take your diaper into the wash room where your other dirty diapers are?"

"I know!" Lloyd answered.

"Want me to help you?" Martha asked.

Lloyd looked a little disgusted that she would ask if he needed help. He stood up and slipped the diaper down without removing the pins. He handed the diaper to Martha and walked towards the bathroom leaving Martha to take the diaper to the washroom.

When Martha realized the diaper was soaking wet she said, "I just changed you a while ago and your wet again already?" She shook her head giggling.

Clara was already in the tub when Lloyd came in. Aunt Betty was crouched down washing the little girl's face and ears. Lloyd was asked to climb in.

"Good thing we have a large tub." Aunt Betty laughed.

Aunt Betty decided Martha would have to take her bath later but asked her to help bathe the younger kids first.

After Aunt Betty moved out of the way. Martha was kneeling down beside the tub. "I'll get diapers and things laid out on the bed so you will have them after your bath." Aunt Betty left the bathroom.

Lloyd kept watching Martha as she bent over him with the washrag filled with soapsuds. She had him stand up so she could wash all of him before rinsing.

"You like me to bathe you, eh?" Martha asked.

"Yeah, it's ok." Lloyd stood facing her. He didn't seem to mind that both girls were watching.

Martha took more time then needed to soap him all over. She had him turn around then began to wash his butt. Lloyd giggled when she washed inside his thighs.

"That tickles!" Lloyd turned his head.

Clara seemed oblivious to what was going on between her older sister and Lloyd while she was washing herself.

Martha had Lloyd sit down again so she could rinse him off. Using a cup she poured water over his head till he was rinsed of soap. Martha used her hands to brush off the soapy water.

Even though his mother would rinse him in a similar way, Lloyd thought the way Martha was doing more enjoyable.

Lloyd was told to get out of the tub and dry himself. Then Martha turned her attention to Clara.

Lloyd was heading towards the bedroom. As he streaked through the living room he heard a wolf whistle from Uncle John who had dropped his paper in time to see the naked boy.

Lloyd never stopped but ran into the bedroom shutting the door behind him. To his surprise he ran right into Aunt Betty who was just about to leave the room.

She had him climb upon the bed then proceeded to diaper him. By the time he was diapered, powdered and pinned the girls came in. Lloyd was glad he was already diapered, not that he would not have liked the girls to diaper him, but like any normal boy he was reacting to all the attention given him by females.

Aunt Betty seemed to understand Lloyd's situation. "You're not so shy anymore are you, Lloyd?"

"What you mean, Auntie?" As he turned his eyes away from Martha.

"Well, when you first came to us you were so afraid we were going to look at you but now you seem to feel much better about it, don't you?" Aunt Betty took the cloth diaper cover and pulled it up and over his diaper making him have to spread his legs because of the thickness of being double diapered.

Lloyd hardly answered but nodded his head and smiled.

"You're a sweet little boy and we are very lucky to have you with us here." Aunt Betty leaned over and planted a kiss on his belly causing Lloyd to giggle more.

"We like having him here too, Mommy!" Clara just pulled on a pair of white training underpants then jumped into bed beside Lloyd.

Martha was already in her underpants and a halter that barely covered her belly.

"How about you Martha, you enjoy having Lloyd living with us?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Well, sometimes he acts like a boy but, yeah, I sort of like having him here anyway." She giggled and winked at Lloyd.

"I think they are teasing you, Lloyd. Pay no attention to them." Aunt Betty laughed.

"Aunt Betty, I like staying here. How much longer do I get to stay?" He asked.

"Oh, Lloyd, we are not going to send you home anytime soon. Your momma and daddy have a lot to work out yet and had asked us to keep you a little longer. Is that alright?" She sat on the bed beside him and reached out with a hug.

"I… I don't really need to go home for awhile, eh?" Lloyd asked.

"Are you worried about your Momma and Daddy?" She asked.

"Not worried, but I hope they can… " He dropped his head with a tear forming in one eye.

"You love them so much and don't want them to fight anymore don't you?" She pulled him closer while patting him gently.

Lloyd hadn't been feeling home sick since arriving but now he felt a little homesick. Aunt Betty understood his need to let it all out.

Looking up at his Aunt, Lloyd asked, "Do you think Momma will let me wear diapers when I go home?"

The question surprised Aunt Betty. "Did you wet the bed when you were home?"

"No, not for a long time?" Lloyd answered while looking up at is Aunt with a smile.

"You're doing a lot of wetting here, I think diapers are best for you, don't you?" She asked.

"Yes, I have to wear them here but can I still wear them when I go home?" Lloyd asked.

"Do you really like wearing them?" Aunt Betty asked in almost a whisper.

"Sure… Sort of… Anyway if I didn't it would be worst." He answered.

She held him close and patted and rubbed his back for the next few minutes. Then Lloyd asked another question.

"Aunt Betty, how come it feel so good to wear diapers?" He asked.

"Gee, I don't know…. Does it feel good?" Aunt Betty looked at Martha hoping maybe she would know.

"I don't know!" Martha shrugged her shoulders.

Clara spoke up, "Maybe because it is fun."

"Is that why, Lloyd, cause it is fun for you?" Aunt Betty asked.

"Well, maybe, sort of, but…." Lloyd wanted to ask some more questions but was too shy in doing so with the two girls listening.

Aunt Betty pushed a little bit more. "But what, Lloyd?"

Lloyd looked around at the two girls and turned back towards his Aunt. "Nothing I guess.." But Aunt Betty knew there was something he wanted to say.

"Ok kids, time now for bed." She tucked them in giving each a good night kiss. When she leaned over Lloyd she whispered into his ear, "Anytime you want to talk with me I will listen." She gave him a kiss on the cheek then left the room closing the door.

"Wow, for a minute I thought you were going to tell on us!" Martha slipped into her bed.

"Ah, I would never do that." Lloyd promised.

"You better not!" Martha warned.

"I won't!" insisted Lloyd

"Good night Lloyd!" Martha called out.

"Good night!" Clara whispered in Lloyd's ear.

Lloyd gave a little wave of his hand and turned over facing Clara.

Lloyd laid awake longer then the two of them. He was thinking about the day's activities while gently rubbing his diaper as was his habit.