2011

Besides the munches are there any local get togethers that might be on Saturdays ?  DM me if your aware thanks 

So, I am trying to get Disabled Veteran Plates for my car.  Attempt #1 The Web: Lots of info most contradictory. No way to actually apply. Attempt#2 A Phone Call: After a bit of explaining, "Just stop by the DMV and pick up a couple of forms." Attempt #3 The DMV: (Their computers are down.) Hi, I need these two forms to get a Disabled Veteran plate. Answer: We don't have any forms, we just do that here. Attempt #4 Different DMV: We need this form to say something else. Info 4.5 From a Patient Advocate at the VA: That form never says that. Attempt 5 First DMV: It's easier to just do that online, go home and do it. Attempt 6 Back online: Still doesn't work. Attempt 7.1 Phone call: (No option for license plates, so I choose Placards) I can't help you, let me transfer you to "General Help." Attempt 7.2 "General Help": Yeah the DMV should have done that. You want to talk to "Specialty Plates"? Attempt 7.3 "Specialty Plates": Yeah the DMV should have just done that. I can fill out the forms and mail them to you. NO THE FORMS AREN'T AVAILABLE ONLINE.

Messy Monday!  I messed my sleep diaper while getting the mail. 

hello everyone, i am a daddy who fully cares for all abdl boys not matter why u wear them, in the uk and make ur little life amazing,, want to chat maybe meet up like many others  i know

Chapter 26.docx Sorry I've  been quiet but i had surgery 5 weeks ago and it's taking time to recover. Anyway enjoy.   Chapter 26   How’s Sam getting on?   The bell sounded its usual double ring to signal lunch time.   Tony had spoken to me earlier and had asked me to collect Samantha from the baby’s room when the bell sounded and to bring her in for her lunch, so after I’d helped Ann organise the kids outside and we’d brought them through into the house, I headed to collect Sam while the Ann guided the other kids who were led toward the dining room to join the queue in the corridor.   I clicked the door open walked in and found Sam exactly where I had left her on her back in the playpen staring up at the ceiling. Somebody had obviously been in earlier and offered her a bottle because she was still clasping the empty bottle in her hands resting on her chest. “Penny for them! I asked her.   She looked over to my direction and smiled at me through the cage bars. Hello that’s new I though.   “You seem happier”   “I’ve been thinking nonstop about what you were saying earlier Daniel. A lot now makes some sort of sense and I think your right. I’ve been a total idiot for the last few years”   “Misguided and taken advantage of” I interrupted. “Not an idiot”   “Call it what you will mate, I’ve been used, and in oh so many ways abused. I’ve also hurt so many people, and I think it’s time I looked at the bigger picture”   “You really don’t know how happy that makes me feel Samantha. I so, so pleased for you, and I know your dad will be ecstatic if you really worked at getting back on track”   “I’ll try” She looked at me with a soft puppy dog hung face all sorrowful. It was then I knew she was lying through her teeth.   “You fancy some lunch then?” She nodded a yes.   “Just so it’s not a shock when we go into the dining room, as I said earlier you’ll be sitting in a highchair for lunch”   “Oh, fucking wonderful, I thought you were joking earlier, this place gets better and better. Suppose your gonna spoon feed me as well”   “Look Samantha please cut the language, let’s try to work together here, I really don’t want to have to punish you further, unless of course you’d like me to?”   “NO!” She replied.   I opened the playpen and she sat up, dropped the bottle on to the padded mat, then turned onto all fours and started to crawl out. Once out she struggled to her feet and made her way toward the door and then out into the corridor where the queue of other children was growing along the corridor wall as Pembroke joined the back of it.   Tony was standing in the dining room doorway and spotted her as she walked out.   “Hang about there for just a minute please Samantha”   Everyone who hadn’t already spotted Sam turned to look in her direction.   “Arundel! please lead everyone into the dining room”   With that they started filing past Tony into the room. As the queue moved along the corridor some of the kids were sniggering in Sam’s direction.   “Summit fucking funny?” She shouted at them.   “Samantha, that’s enough! do you still want to go to lunch, or would you rather be back in the playpen” I asked her.   She stared a long hard stare in my direction then grinned. “Can’t wait for lunch she said sarcastically”     As all of the children filed past us in some sort of orderly fashion, James and Simon were bringing up the rear, but didn’t really take much notice of Sam. I noticed some smiling, some giggling and a few of the kids a little apprehensive, maybe worried about being treated in the same fashion at some stage in the future as Sam was now, so I reasoned that the punishment attire was maybe doing its job as a deterrent.   After the last kid went in Sam was called over by Tony, I followed behind her closely, but not so close as to cause a reaction.   “I do hope were not going to have any trouble from you young lady” said Tony.   She must have given him a sarcastic smirk but didn’t say a word as she walked past him because Tony gave her a little sarcastic smirk back. He entered the room in front of her with me still following on very closely behind just in case she kicked off.   As we walked in the whole room turned to look at her, all whispering to one another as the story of the nursery fight had obviously gone around the school.   “Quiet everyone” came a shout from Mrs Thompson.   “You lot getting a good fucking eyeful then” Sam said.   Tony stopped walking, sharply turned to face Sam and she stopped abruptly in her tracks, they were virtually face to face.   “I’ll give you one last warning Samantha” He had a seriously stern face.   “Anymore language or misbehaviour and your straight back into the babies’ room and in the playpen for the rest of the day do, or maybe you would like to be back upstairs in your cot? I make myself clear”   I could see her brain working overtime, but she didn’t say a word. I could see her give Tony another sarcastic smile. But she walked where Tony directed her, straight to the Pembroke table and her highchair at the head of the table.   She spotted James and Simon and burst out laughing. “Nice nose” she said as she got closer. “Fuck off bitch,” said Simon. “You’ll get yours”   “And you’ll be getting punishment again if you continue like that Mr Weston” said Tony.   “She started it” said Simon. “And I’m finishing it, that’s enough” said Tony.   Sam was directed to the highchair and was instructed to climb up.   “This is an absolute fu--” She stopped short of completing the sentence. Said no more and climbed up. As with Simon the precious day, the three layers of terry nappies frilly pants and punishment dress were very evident to all in the room as Sam twirled to sit in her high-rise podium.   Ann came forward and slotted the tray in place with a click on the front of the chair and I tied Sam’s bib around her neck and smoothed it down the front of her white frilly dress making sure it covered her from neck to hem. The dinner ladies appeared in the room as if they were hiding around the corner waiting for Ann & I to finish.   They were pushing the four dinner trollies with everyone’s lunch loaded up on them.   We were the closest table to the kitchen door, so we were the last trolly in the train to reach our table. James looked excited about the meal Simon not so much.   They handed out the lunches which consisted of boiled potatoes peas and a large slice of fresh cold ham and a sippy cup of milk and a banana.   A few of the kids tried to dive in and start eating straight away but stopped when a shout from Tony told everyone to wait until everyone had a plate in front of them.   Sam’s had been pre-cut up into tiny pieces including the banana and was handed to her on a toddler type plastic plate along with a teated bottle of what looked like milk along with a toddler spoon and fork.   “You are really avin a laugh now” said Sam.   “I expect the plate to be cleared please Samantha” I told her.   “Right off you go” Tony said once the last plate was in place.   Sam picked up the spoon and scooped up a piece of ham with some of the cut-up potato and popped it in her mouth.   Everyone at the table was as they had done the previous day with Simon awaiting a tantrum from Sam but she got on with it and cleared her plate then her bottle with no fuss in much the same as Simon had done yesterday.   Simon & James were whispering to each other all through lunch maybe concocting some sort of revenge.   Every now and then James would say something, and Simon would nod and laugh then Simon would say something, and James would smile. It could have been totally innocent but looked very much like they were plotting.   Tony called me to him, and we stood by one of the large windows away from earshot of the table.   “Despite what Sam has said Daniel, I would like you to keep an awfully close eye on her after lunch. Stick fairly close but not that close that you’re stepping on her toes.   “I’m sure that Simon and James are up to something as well” I said.   “There’s that but I’m not convinced that Sam’s not up to something herself as well, just be on your toes in case of problems”   “No problem”   Everyone cleared their plates very quickly and some of them has satisfied smiles.   “Fuck I need a shit” came a shout from the table. I spotted that it had come from Simon.   “Simon you’re walking a very thin line at the moment. I will not tell you again, and this goes for everyone on this table, NO MORE SWEARING WILL BE TOLERATED DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR”   “Yes Tony” came a muted reply from everyone.   “DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR” he said again but slightly louder.   “YES TONY” everyone including me shouted back. “Right let’s have no more then please” “Simon, I suggest if you need to have a poo you get on with it” he said.   “Ewwww that’s grosse” said Candice. “Can’t he wait for us to finish lunch first”   Simon let out a large fart and then a moment of silence, he turned a bright shade of red as I assumed he’d let loose in his nappy.   Everyone was looking at him, and I tried to break the suspense.   “Better out than in Simon” I said with a neither serious nor joking look. “That’s gonna stink the room out” Said one of the kids on the table. Everyone in unison said Ewwww as had Candice earlier.   I could feel Simon’s embarrassment with the whole table, and now what seemed the whole school looking at him.   I think he was just about to get up and run out of the room when I saw James put his hand on his arm and push it down on the table, they looked at each other. I could see that Simon was ready to throw a fit, but James mouthed something to him that I couldn’t make out. He went to get up again and James pressed what appeared a little harder and with eyes fixed with Simons mouthed a no, which this time I spotted, and he gave a little no shake of his head as well.   He leant over and whispered something in Simon’s ear and Simon seemed to calm down a little.   Wow this kids a diamond, so confident in himself, willing to support and guide his peers and so calm, I could see why he was allowed back, we were plonking a lot on his shoulders as a sort of unofficial mentor, but he seemed to be revelling in the task.   Another of the kids let out an explosive fart which was clearly followed by a gushing sloshing sound, now everyone’s attention on the table was directed at Abigail. She went bright red and had a totally shocked wide-eyed look on her face as if she’d been struck by lightning.   There was some shouting and laughing at a couple of other tables so obviously the laxatives in the earlier meals were having their desired effect in a big way.   Mrs Thompson stood up from her table at the end of the room and called for everyone’s attention. “Quiet down please, quiet down” she said will little or no effect.   “I SAID QUIET” Her voice was that much louder this time. “Everyone settle down please. Some of you may have noticed by now that a few people in the room have developed the urgent need to defecate”   “What’s desiccate miss” came a shout, and a few people laughed.   “Defecate is the correct word for having a poo Jacqueline”   More laughter and a few Ewwww’s as well.   “Over the next couple of hours, you will all find the need to Defecate in your nappies. When you arrived and started eating the food, we give you here you were consuming tiny amounts of a mild laxative which we purposely add to the food and drink.   This does two things, firstly it allows us to make sure that your bowels are working correctly and secondly it helps clear out all and any toxins in your digestive system, maybe from previously drinking alcohol or other consumed non prescribed drugs. The effect will only last a couple of days and then you will be back to your nearly normal bowel movements. With everyone being forced to defecate in this way you all get to see that everyone is in the same situation here and everyone is treated in exactly the same way, no exceptions”   The kids were finding this out for the first time and the noise level began to go up again as they exclaimed their shock and horror to each other.   “Settle back down please” Asked Mrs Thompson. The noise level quietened again.   “Going to the lavatory is a totally normal thing for the human body we just require you to do it in a nappy rather than a toilet bowl, it’s something that at the moment may seem weird but as time progresses you’ll become accustomed to wearing and using the nappy and eventually it will become second nature to use it and for you not think about it at all.   If you have any questions, please ask your house parents after we’ve finished lunch, they will be able to help you”   Just as she finished speaking there was another loud fart, and because the room was nearly silent everyone looked in the direction it came from and this little girl from the Arundel table who started to cry. A girl she was sitting next to put her arm around her in an effort to console her, but it didn’t help and she started to bawl her eyes out totally distraught.   A lot of the kids started to laugh at were immediately pulled up by the adults on the respective tables.   Mrs Thompson cleared her throat and again shouted. “SILENCE”   Again, the room went very quiet with the exception of the now hysterical little girl from Arundel.   “I can see” she said in a quieter voice. “That many of you may think this situation is hilarious, but may I remind you that everyone in here will at some stage sooner or later today, if it has not happened already, be filling their nappy with a nasty mess, so let’s hope no one laughs at you shall we”   Some of the kids had a look of realization at the comment Mrs Thompson had made and everyone just looked each other with a sickened face, maybe with a dreaded anticipation for what was an impending coming and inevitable outcome.   Mrs Thompson walked away from the top table and all the other adults sitting there followed her out.   “Right guys I think we should do this outside” Tony said. “it’s a nice day we can do a question-and-answer session on the grass outside”   I went to help Sam down from her highchair after Ann had removed her tray and bib. She like Simon had done the previous day launched herself off the chair landing on her feet with a thump.   Tony led the table out of the dining room, but Simon waited and brought up the rear. I thought he was waiting to confront Samantha, but it turned out to be something totally different.   “Daniel, can I get a change please” He whispered.   “Let’s do it after we’ve finished outside eh!”   “But I might leak and it’s all sort of sticky inside my nappy”   “You’ll be fine it won’t leak trust me, let’s get the question-and-answer session over with first then we’ll change you”   I saw him beginning to boil up, but he seemed to be able to catch himself and calmed himself down without any intervention, he ran and caught James up who was waiting by the door.   With me bringing up the rear with Sam and keeping her far away from the Boys, we headed through the school toward the boot room and out of the door.   We made our way across the grass toward a bench but as the kids squabbled over who was going to sit on the table Tony told everyone so sit on the grass   Tony started. “Right guys, I’m not going to mess about I’m going to give it to you straight. Everyone by now knows that while you’re here at Happy Summers you’ll be nappied 24 hours a day every day until you go home, right?”   A few of the kids nodded some yea’s and one look of total shock from Elizabeth at the news, she had obviously not picked up on the subtle messages from the day before.   “Well as Mrs Thompson said earlier some of the food you have had while you’ve been here will have had certain things added, to both help you poo and pee freely. I’m not going to go into all technicalities, but this will over time help everyone relax a little knowing that everyone here at the school is in the same boat so to say.   There is also another thing added to your diet that stops the poo that you do from smelling. We would not want fifty odd kids running around the place with smelly poopy nappies all day would we now”   A few Ewwwww’s a couple of no’s and a couple of laughs,   “But why do we need the nappies then” Asked Elizabeth. “I can accept being here for the six weeks but why the nappies?”      “I’m not going to beat about the bush with you guys, I’m going to tell you how it is and how it will be for you all.   This school has been working to the same principals for many years now and we have found that if everyone is treated in exactly the same way with no exceptions we get better results.   With everyone here including you lot, we have found that the best way to help you is to take you back to a state where you were dependant and reliant on an adult or parent for all your needs.   For whatever reason in life, you’ve all taken the wrong path in the past, in one way or another, and we are here to try to help you to return to the correct path. We have discovered that the nappies make you all equals, all dependant in the same way, all taken back to a state where that dependency makes you feel secure and safe, and where it makes you respect your peers, in a way babying you dressing you the same and making you use your nappies will make you all equals, no one will ever be an individual and treated any differently from any of the others, even the kids who initially reject the way we treat them will come around. Hands up who doesn’t feel safe and secure here”   Not one hand was raised.   “Hands up anyone who feels that they have been mistreated, abused or harmed” Again, not one hand.   “There we go” said Tony. “All the staff here are here for your benefit and here to help you re discover yourself. Simon what have you discovered in the last two days”   “Errr ummmm I can help myself if I really want to”   “That’s one thing, anything else” “I can make real friends here” Simon looked at James first then at me, we both smiled.   “There we go, so if you can find these things about yourself in just two days then how do you think you’ll be in six weeks”   “Errrr, A better person” Simon blurted out.   “Exactly, well done, now if we all help each other we can then help ourselves become better people. It’s the goal of everyone here to help you to become a better person, someone that inside you is there and needs to be rediscovered someone that’s in there but has been lost in the last few years just waiting to be let out again. People aren’t born bad guys, they just take the wrong path and make the wrong decisions in life as many of you have and were here to put you back on the right path”   “I’m happy with the way I am thank you” said Bruce.   “But are you really Bruce? You used to be really really close to your parents, but something has changed that, do you know what that is?”   “No”   “Then let us work together to find out what’s causing the problem shall we. I am sure your parents would love to see their old Bruce return home, the polite and caring boy that’s somehow disappeared from their lives, the boy who wasn’t coming home drunk most days, the boy who didn’t lie and steal at every opportunity”   Bruce looked sad and his eyes teared over, but he didn’t cry. He obviously knew where Tony was coming from as I did after my similar talk with Simon so he may have now taken the first tentative steps as Simon has.   A few of the others had taken in what Tony has said and had deep thought processes etched all over their faces obviously thinking a little more of their own situations.   “Right guys any questions?” No one offered any response.   “Right its free time for 45 minutes before lessons start again so off you go. If you need a change then follow us back to the changing rooms and we will get you into a nice fresh nappy”   All the kids got up and made off in different direction Just as Sam was going to run off, I called her back.   “Please behave your self during play time I do not want any rough stuff with Simon or James, just have some fun with the rest of the children”   “How can I have fun dressed in this getup” she said.   “Look if you behave this afternoon knuckle down in your lessons and don’t cause a fuss then tomorrow is a new day, a new start, a chance to show everyone your serious about starting your life afresh, if not then I don’t need to tell you where you’ll be spending tomorrow do I”   She shook her head no.   “Off you go then”   And with that she ran off toward a small group of girls that were sitting on the grass near the trees.   I sauntered over in the general direction that she had headed and was keeping a close eye on her.   Simon and James were heading back towards the house with Ann and Tony. Off for a change I suspected.   Sam spent quite some time talking to the girls, I’ve no idea what they were talking about but she fluffed up her dress a couple of times to show everyone what was underneath, so I thought she was at least accepting her current clothing and maybe bigging up her status as a bad girl.   After a short while the two boys came running out of the boot room and again started doing some running exercises between the house and the woods and I noticed Sam getting up with the rest of the girls then they all started walking towards the boys who were near the woods.   I started following expecting things to kick off in a fight, then the girls split away from Sam and headed toward the play equipment. Sam however stayed on a straight-line course toward the boys who were by now near the edge of the out of bounds woods.   Sam picked up speed and started running as did I, she was quite fast, faster than I had expected her to be and was in no time close to the two boys but then veered left and toward the tree line and I decided rather than being a revenge attack she was now doing a runner.   I ran behind desperately trying to keep up with her. As she reaches the first line of trees and Giff popped out from behind a large tree right in front of her.   The two of them were playing a sort of tag. Both jumped left then both right Sam trying to dodge being caught, but Giff was far too practiced and wise to be fooled by her and managed to grab an arm.   “Get the fuck off me you wanker, let me go, I wanna get the fuck out of here and kill that cunt before the Police get him, let me fucking go”   She was wriggling and pulling throwing punches, trying to wrench herself away from Giff. I arrived and grabbed hold of her free arm. With his free hand, Giff pulled off a restraining belt that had mittens attached from behind his waist.   “Calm down Samantha you know we can’t let you go” I said.   “Well you ain’t putting that shit on me” she screamed as she tried in vain to pull away from our grasp.   “I’ll hold her arms Daniel you fit the waist belt”   Giff took hold of both her arms in a standing full nelson move from behind and I took the belt from his hand, wrapped it around Sam’s waist and did up the two buckles on the leather belt.   Simon and James had in the meantime run over to watch the excitement.   “Detach the mittens and slip them on over her hands one at a time then re-attach them to the belt Daniel”   All the time Sam was struggling screaming and kicking trying with all her might to get loose. The mittens went on quite easily and were strapped up around her wrists securely in quick time.   Simon and James who had now reached us. Simon was watching with a sad face, James on the other hand was all smiles and excitement.   “Don’t hurt her. Please don’t hurt her” Yelled Simon, still for some reason concerned about her welfare despite the attack in the nursery.   “Were not hurting her, we are trying to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself boys. Daniel, you take hold of her left arm and I’ll take her right. We will need to cross her arms in front of her and attach the mitten straps to the belt”   “Couldn’t have happened to a nicer person” laughed James.   “You want to join her young man” Giff shouted at James.   He went all quiet and stood behind Simon as if trying to hide behind him.   We managed to secure the straps and Sam quite quickly calmed down once she realized that she was now totally unable to get away.   “Please let me go, please! I must get to Frank, he needs to be punished, I want to make him fucking pay for everything I want to kill the wanker”   “You know I can’t do that Samantha, and you know why. I want to see that Frank gets what’s coming to him I really do, but it has to be the legal way we have to let the police and the courts do their jobs, you getting at him wouldn’t help and all you’ll end up doing is going to prison yourself and you might just end up letting him off the hook”   “I don’t care what happens to me I just want to fuck him up for what he’s done to all the other kids”   The alarm bell rang and the group of kids that were heading our way to see what all the commotion was about stopped when they were called back by other staff members who had obviously been called by the guys in the nerve centre.   They turned back toward the house apart from a couple of them who continued running toward us.   “You two need to be off back to the house” Giff said to Simon and James. He turned to the two other boys. “You two off back to the house please he shouted”   They stopped with disappointed expressions then turned and headed away as told, Simon & James turned and ran to catch them up.   “Carry on running. All of you” Giff shouted. And in unison the four of them trotted away toward the far end of the house toward the boot room. Giff called out to the other staff members that we had everything in hand, and they stopped running and turned to hurry up the four boys heading back towards the boot room.   With Giff on one side and me on the other we started frog marching Sam in the same direction with her feet hardly touching the ground.   She was still pleading to be let go to effect her revenge on Frank Glass, but had now stopped totally struggling “Look I’ll be good I won’t try to get away again I promise”   “You promised that to me earlier Samantha and look what’s happened” I Said to her.   “Look, stop a minute, please stop just for a minute” We didn’t stop or slow down and continued at a fairly quick pace back toward the boot room door.   “I’m asking nicely now. Please can we stop just for a second my stomach really is hurting, I’m really, really going to shit myself in a second”   I looked at Giff and he nodded, and we stopped, both of us still firmly gripping Sam’s arms.   As soon as we had stopped Sam let out a huge fart that was followed by a gurgling noise as she filled the back of her terry nappy with a sloppy poo, more than likely a result of the slow acting suppository from the previous day.   She’d obviously been desperately holding everything in and maybe the tight belt had forced the issue. The poo was followed by a long loud drawn-out pee which seemed to go on forever. Her face was now a real picture, still angry that she’d been caught but now with a look of disgust that she’d been forced to use her nappy for its intended purpose.   “Finished” I asked. She nodded a yes. “Off we go then”   “Go, Go where?”   “Off we go back to the baby’s room where you can spend the rest of the day in the playpen and contemplate your actions”   “Ain’t ya gonna change me first”   “No, I think sitting in your mess for a couple of hours might make you contemplate a little harder young lady” said Giff.   “We’ll change you after dinner if you behave, if not then you can go to bed as you are and contemplate all night strapped into your cot in a poopy wet nappy” he said.   “That’s fucking disgusting” She shouted. “Get me out of this crap NOW!”   “It’s crap of your making Samantha” Giff said with a smile.   “You have constantly been warned of your behaviour, and you have been given a lot of slack by Daniel and all you’ve done is throw it back in his face each time, so I think I’ll need to take charge of you in the future”   “No please, look I’m sorry I will try to be better, please let Daniel look after me, I like Daniel he’s trying to help me”   “Then why are you rejecting his help”   “I’m not, not really, I just want to help the other kids get away from Frank”   “Then work with us Samantha, let us help you, and if you do then sorting Frank Glass out will be a lot easier. If you let us help you and the other kids in the long term, you’ll feel better in yourself” I said.   “We’ll catch Frank quicker with your help and cooperation then he can face the justice he deserves”   “What about the rest of them”   “What the other kids?”   “Yea”   “They’ll be found with your help, and we can help protect them as well, but we can only do this with your help though” I emphasized. “The more time we have to worry about you trying to run off and causing a distraction, the harder it will be to get this done, work with us not against us Samantha.   Look let’s wipe the slate clean, I’m prepared to forget this little escape attempt if your prepared to help us moving forward, deal?”   Seeing as she’d told us that she liked me for trying to help her I had decided to offer her the only olive branch I could, but would she still have that trust in me.   “OK OK I’ll do it, but you’d better be bloody sure he’s caught and all the others as well. What about the other kids what we going to do about them?”   “Look first off let’s get you inside and out of that dirty nappy and into a fresh one eh!”   “Can’t I please not have one, I don’t like them”   “You remember those challenges we were talking about earlier”   “Suppose so”   “Well as I said to you before this is the first challenge we’ve got to face. The nappies won’t go away despite how much you might hate them, they’re here to help you and along with everything else we do for you and all the kids here and eventually you’ll come to see that.   For the next six weeks you’re in a fixed programme of discovery and self adjustment. We’re here to help you on your journey but ultimately the outcome of that journey is totally down to you.   We will guide and direct you but in the end you are the one who must make this journey of re-discovery and you’re the one who has to ultimately decide you want to do it, so the ball is in your court.   You ready, you up for the challenge?”   She started crying again, tears streaming in floods down her face but no sobbing no sounds just the tears.   “Can I trust you not to try to run again Sam, can I trust you not to fight, swear   And most of all can I trust you to help us unconditionally in trying to find Frank and his mates and all the other kids, you trust me, and I’ll trust you”   “Yes, I trust you, I don’t like what’s happening to me, but I do trust you. I trust you’ll help get me and the other kids some justice and I trust that you’ll do your best to help us all, and thank you”   “Thank me for what?” I asked.   “You called me Sam; I feel more human now”   “You know I can’t call you Sam in front of the other kids though don’t you”   She nodded a yes and gave a little sigh.   “Shall we get you cleaned up then”   She nodded again, her tears had stopped, and she was totally back in control.   “Are you going to lock me in the cage room” She asked.   “For a while yes, and it’s not a cage, it’s a secure playpen”   “Looks like a bloody cage to me” She gave me a hard stare.   I smiled back at her and ignored the language slip.   “So, once we’ve changed you, you’ll be placed in the playpen, just until we’ve sorted out some stuff and arranged for someone to come and talk to you about everything”   But I want to talk to you Daniel”   “Don’t worry I’ll be there, but someone else we have here at the school has more experience in asking you the right sort of questions, that way we can get all the right information and enough to evidence to catch them”   “Cummon let’s get you inside”   Sam started to waddle, obviously struggling with the contents confined within her nappy. Giff and I didn’t grip her we just supported her along.   We arrive at the boot room door to find Ann waiting for us. She let us in and led the way to the girls changing room opening the door when we arrived.   Giff and I helped Sam up onto the table and laid her onto her back.   “If we undo your straps, will you be good or will we have trouble?” Giff asked her.   “No trouble” she replied.   Between us we undid her mittens and unbuckled her strap.   “I’ll leave you to change Samantha if that’s ok Daniel, I have to start setting some things in motion.   “No problem”   “Thank you, Sam said again” This time directed at Giff.   “You’re welcome young lady, now let’s all work together to get this Frank guy shall we”   She nodded.   Sam had done a real number in her nappy, when I unpinned it and pulled the soaked front down, I found her poo had spread just about everywhere it could have. Front, back and sides and the stench was nearly gagging, because Sam hadn’t had any proper food since she had arrived the Nullo hadn’t kicked in with her yet.   “Wow Sam this is a real mess”   “And who’s fault is that then? Not mine she said” She looked me in the eye as if to say you’d better get on with it.   I smiled at her knowing full well that she had got one over on me and knew it. A small victory but one she felt was huge to her.   I wiped her down, front and back totally making sure that every last piece of poop was found including any inside her labia.   “You still avin fun down their mate” She asked.   I jumped back, and went a little red. “I really need to make sure your totally poo free Samantha otherwise you can pick up a dose of thrush, and we don’t want that do we”   “Ad it before, nuffin a dose of antibiotics can’t sort out”   Clean up achieved, I applied cream to her front to back, grabbed three clean larger sized Terry nappies off the shelf and placed them on the changing table and started folding.   “Can’t I have them disposable things instead of these towel ones?”   “I know it’s not what you think you should be wearing but despite your progress this last 15 minutes or so, your still on punishment”   “But, But”   “Let me finish please. Because of your behaviour yesterday and today you should really be on punishment for the next three days, but I’ve decided that if you knuckle down and work on those goal’s we’ve set then tomorrow morning I’ll look at reinstating the normal nappies and clothing, but If I get any further tantrums or anything else then you will on punishment again, Understand?”   She nodded a yes “I’ll really try Daniel, Promise”   “Good girl, let’s work this out together shall we”   She nodded again.   In no time I had her securely pinned into her fresh nappies, and had her plastic pants and frilly cover pulled up and in place with everything tucked in.   She was just jumping off the changing table when Giff came back in.   “Right, I’ve arranged for Mary our specialist to meet with you in an hour or so Samantha. She’ll need to ask you some personal questions and your chat will be filmed, is that ok?”   “Suppose so”   I smiled at her. I think we were finally making some headway with her I thought to my self   “Right off to the baby’s playroom then please until were ready for you”   “Do I really have too”   “I think so yes, it’ll give you some time to think before your meeting with Mary. Just try to think about everything you would like to ask and think about some things that Mary might ask you about everything that’s happened to you over the last couple of years, as much detail as possible.   She nodded a yes again. I could see her thinking and mulling things over, and she was just about to speak when she stopped herself mid lip movement.   “Come on then Samantha let’s get you sorted” I said.   I had her lead the way through the corridor and into the main building, past the hallway and the nerve centre door, which was obviously closed.   The baby’s room was open, and Tony was there to beckon both Sam and I Inside.   The cage on the right-hand side of the room that had contained Simon the day before was open and Tony invited Sam to enter. She got down on all fours again without complaint and crawled in. Her large nappied and frilly panted bum waddling from side to side as she did.   A notebook and pencil were on the mat in the middle of the playpen and sitting next to it was a bottle of milk and a rusk. “I’ve left you the notebook and pencil just in case you remember something and want to write it down, and a little treat for you to have while you’re waiting” said Tony.   “Hummmmph” Came the reply.   “Bloody funny treat” she said.   We both ignored the language; I think we were just happy that she was beginning to conform a little and didn’t want to push it too far.   “We’ll be back in an hour or so to collect you, ok”   She nodded a yes.   Tony and I turned and left the room, pulling the door closed with a definite click as we walked through it.   We walked up the corridor a little way and Tony stopped.   “I think we’re getting through to her a bit now, don’t you think” He asked.   I nodded. “I think it’s still early days though, but we have made a start”   “I’ll come and find you in an hour” said Tony as he walked up the stairs.   “I’ll be ready”   I was fairly confident that were making some real progress with Sam. It was all going to hang on Mary now, and her ability to dig deep into Sam’s mindset and pull out the things deep down that were causing the problems, along with the details of this Glass guy.   Next time were back with Simon in Lunchtime Confessions.