2011

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I'm away fore a month and going to be writing some more chapters, so enjoy this one for now.    Chapter 29   The plan for Samantha.   All of the kids were all in afternoon classes with the exception of a few of the older ones who were still strapped in their cots.   I was upstairs heading for the nursery to see if anyone needed anything doing when I bumped into John who’d just come out of Windsor.   “I hear that you’ve had some fun and games this morning” He smiled a broad all-knowing smile.   “You could say that” I replied.   “Can you spare me a minute Daniel, I’d like to try something with you back in Windsor”   “Ok, not got long though”   “Ah yes, your prep meeting with Mary. Don’t worry it’ll only take a short amount of time”   We headed back toward Windsor dormitory, and I saw Jane heading in our direction. She’d just come out of Andover.   “How’s you Daniel?” she asked.   God how I loved this woman, her shape, her voice, her everything.   “I heard that you’ve had an interesting morning”   “Wow word gets round here fast” I said.   “It’s a small working community, things get around very quickly here. The more we all know and share the more we can support each other” she said.   “Very, very true” said John. “You’ll find that out as you go along Daniel. The best way to support each other is communication, which is also true with supporting the kids needs as well. The more we all know about the goings on, the better we are at what we do”   “Is Frankie still in Andover Jane” “Yes, unfortunately he’s not taken too well to his new surroundings”   “See, I said this at the pre camp meeting”   “See what?” I asked.   “Frankie is one of the cusp kids. A child that’s maybe too young to be in one dormitory but mentally too old for another. Having read his file, which as I said yesterday is what I do for every kid in the school. I see things between the lines of the files that maybe other people haven’t picked up on. I said to Mrs Thompson that I thought he would need to be upped to Windsor, but in the end it was decided to leave him where he was in Arundel. Looks like I was right”   “Steve and the guys seem to be managing in there though John. Everything’s progressing, just at a slower rate than is usual. I’m confident that they’ll get it sorted out”   “I like Steve and I like his team but remember there a new team this year, sometimes they need a bit more support”   “Which is why I’ve just been along to check on them John. Don’t worry they’ll be fine” said Jane.   I was standing there taking it all in, picking up on the nuances in their conversation.   I could see that John thought he was always right, and I could see that Jane had a really level way of thinking things through.   “We could move him up” said John. “We have spare capacity”   “Let’s leave it to Steve and the guys shall we, we’ll just support and advise as we always do. We don’t want to move a kid up in the first couple of days because he’s being a little more difficult than usual. If we did that, how’d you think the team would take it”   I stepped in. “They’d feel that no one has confidence in their abilities, and it could affect the team’s moral”   “Excellent Daniel” said John. “God your good, you’re really, really good for your tender years. My boy, you’ll go far, even as far as me” He laughed.   Jane smiled. “He’ll do John”   “Yep, he’ll do”   Jane went one way, and we went in another direction toward Windsor. “It’s ok Daniel, I don’t need you now” he said.   “Oh ok” I was somewhat shocked at not being required anymore.   “Hang on a minute, that was a setup wasn’t it”   “Ah ha “Nodded John, and he grinned.   “You pair of buggers” I smiled back at him. “What was all that about” I asked him.   “Teamwork and leadership skills” He replied.   “We know you’re really good with the kids, and I just wanted to see what other skills are hidden away in that head of yours.   You can only read so much in a report, so the only way to get what you need is to sometimes use subterfuge and you passed with flying colours.   I’m confident that you’re not just a, along for the ride type of guy, and that you can question, and are able to put your opinions and thoughts into a discussion and with force if necessary”   I frowned. Then smiled.   “Let’s see how the boys and girls in Windsor are doing anyway shall we” I said.   We walked into the dormitory which was lit up with brilliant sunlight streaming through the windows.   Nick and Louise were busying themselves with preparing trollies loaded with terry nappies and plastic pants.   The cots in the room, apart from four, were still occupied with kids strapped into them.   They all still had the night-time sleepers on, and all had their cot sides lowered. A couple of the occupants were still pointlessly straining against the restraints while the other two were just lying there calmly. One still had a gag.   The thing that immediately struck me was the stench in the room, despite the windows being fully open on both walls.   “Wow you’ve got a few full nappies in here John”   “Yes, we tend to let them stew for a while before we change them. And of course, because they’ve not had the Nullo intake it makes for a bit of a pong”   “Doesn’t that cause any resentment”?   “What the non-changes?” I nodded”   “With some yes, but they eventually come around as will your Samantha”   “Were just about to start some nappy changes, you up for helping out?” He asked.   “Don’t mind. As long as you don’t mind a bit of gagging, I’m ok with the poo but the stench gets right up my nose”   “Try to suppress the impulse to gag with the older ones though Daniel, they think they’re getting one over on you if you show any weakness and gagging is a definite weakness in their eyes”   “Funny, because I had that with Samantha earlier” I said.   “And she’s another one I suggested being upped, I could see it clearly in her file, but the old man of the place was overridden again, but I can see that she’s in good hands with you, so the right decision in the end eh! Can’t possibly be right all the time can I” He smiled at me again.   Steven, the boy I’d seen yesterday was still in his cot restrained but today had no gag. We both walked over to his cot. “Hello Steven, how are we today”? I asked him.   “Why’d you fucking care how I am, what’s it to you tosser”   John knelt down next to the boy lying in the cot, close to his head and spoke quietly.   “Now Steven that’s not nice, I thought we’d come to an agreement about your language”   Steven looked at Johns face and his expression immediately changed from aggression to a little look of fear.   “Now young man would you like the gag back in, or are you going to be a nice boy”?   “No gag, please no gag” He replied.   “Good boy, shall we change your nappy for you now?”   “Yes please sir”   “Just Johns fine thank you”   “Yes please John” he replied.   “Right then, let’s get you done shall we”   Nick came over pushing the trolley he had been preparing when I walked into the nursery, he lowered the opposite cot side to the one we were standing next too. It gave access to the occupant from both sides now.   He handed me a pair of latex gloves, and I slid them on my hands.   Luckily, I still had the pot of Vicks in my pocket, so I dabbed a dab under my nose.   John was still kneeling at Stevens side.   “Now were going to undo your leg and waist restraints, may I suggest that this time you behave yourself”   “Steven nodded a yes”   “Daniel, you get one leg, Nick you the other please”   Louise had appeared at the cot side as if in anticipation of a problem. I undid the strap and then the cuff, Nick did the same with the other leg.   John stayed where he was, right next to Stevens top half and head. “Now Stevens waist strap please Daniel” asked John.   I moved up to his waist and released the buckles laying the waist belt on the cot on either side of his body.   “And now if you both please, can you start on his sleeper buttons”   I started to undo the buttons, and Nick followed my buttons one by one with the ones on his side. We both pulled his legs out in unison and pulled the material up and under his very stained terry nappy.   “Bum up please Steven” Asked John and Steven complied.   The plastic pants were luckily doing their job and had fully contained the obvious wee and poo-soaked terry material.   The stench was worse now the nappy was exposed. And my gagging instinct started to build but I managed to hold it back. The Vicks was doing its job.   “Who wants to do the honours”   “I will” said Nick. I’m sure Nick was a little unsure of what my response was going to be as he’d obviously seen my reaction to the smell in my face as I was trying to hold back a visible gagging response.   “Changing pad please Louise” requested John.   Louise produced a large baby’s style padded plastic changing pad which was at least three feet long and over two feet wide.  Very similar to the one I’d used in the sick room.     “Bum up please Steven” Louise asked. He complied, and Louise slid the plastic covered thick foam pad under his backside, and halfway up his back and it reached down as far as his knees.     Nick started to snake the plastic pants down over Steven’s nappy covered hips, and down to his feet.   The pant leg bands were showing brown staining from Steven’s poo, but nothing had leaked out at all.   “It’s lucky we used the roll fold on you young man otherwise this would have gone everywhere” said Louise.   “Hmmmph” was the reply she got.   Nick proceeded to unsnap the nappy pins and pulled them out of the wet material.   The front of the nappy was pulled down, and both the sides fell away and onto the changing, pad exposing what could only be described as an explosion of bodily fluids inside. Loose liquid poo everywhere, up down, left right, backwards forwards far much worse than Sam’s yesterday when she was in her cot.   “Well, that double suppository appears to have done its job doesn’t it” said John.   Steven tried to crane his neck up to see what was going on, but I think thankfully for him he wasn’t able to see much.   Louise passed me a pack of wipes and gave another to Nick and between us we managed to clean Steven up, luckily, he’d been shaved just like the other kids, so the clean-up was a lot easier than if there had been a load of pubic hair still there.   He also was flaccid which I was beginning to find unusual when doing nappy changes. Most of the boys seemed to get into an excited state when being changed.   He seemed to instinctively raise his bum so we could wipe him down  thoroughly, bum crack and all.   The clean-up now complete, Louise placed a neatly folded clean nappy with the roll fold and an extra folded terry down the middle under his raised bum and positioned it in totally the right place first time. She picked up a pot of cream off of the trolley and started applying it too Steven’s front and bum.   When she had finished Nick and I jointly lifted the front of the nappy and attached the sides to the front with the pins.   Once we were happy that the nappy was tight and secure, Louise picked up a clean pair of white plastic pants, shook them out and guided Stevens legs through each hole and pulled the plastic pants up to the top of his legs.   “Bum up”   Steven obliged and Louise pulled the plastic pants over the nappy in one swift motion securely encasing the fresh fluffy and thirsty terry nappy behind the leg elastics and strong plastic of the pants.   Nick and I pulled the bottom half of the sleeper down and slotted his legs back inside the garment then did up the buttons.   Louise pulled the changing mat out from under Stevens body and put it back on the trolley. Job done!   “Now young man can we trust you to be sensible if we leave your leg and waist restraints off” Asked John. He was still on his knees next to Steven and spoke quietly and calmly.   Steven nodded a yes. “Can’t I please have my arms released”   “Not just yet young fella. I’m happy that your now being a lot calmer but it’s a matter of trust and were not quite there yet are we. Let’s see how we get on this afternoon eh!”   He wasn’t totally happy with the answer because you could see his eyes betraying his true feelings, but he submitted to Johns reply without any major aggressive reaction.   We all backed away from the cot. Nick retrieved the dirty nappy and placed it in the nappy bin. Louise put the plastic pants in the dirty clothes hamper.   The other three kids in the room it seemed, were all watching and or listening to the proceedings and were now a bit restless and demanding a change for themselves.   “Guys, guys, you know the drill, start behaving and we’ll treat you in the same way we’ve just treated Steven.   “I want it now” Shouted one of them, and the girl who was still gagged started to scream through it and pull on her restraints.   “I want! really won’t get you anything young man. I’ll come back in an hour and if you’re being a little more compliant then we’ll see about some nappy changes eh!”   “Can I have a drink please, I’m really thirsty” Came a request from Steven.   “What would you like?” asked Louise.   “Can I have a drink of milk please”   Wow! that was really polite I thought, a big change from earlier.   Louise went over and collected a bottle from the warmer on the shelf, walked back to Steven’s cot and offered the teat to his lips.   “I was hoping for a cup or glass” He smiled at Louise.   “Sorry hun but because you’re lying down cups and glasses won’t work it’ll need to be the bottle”   He sighed, opened his lips, and took the rubber teat and immediately started to suck.   Louise kept the bottle at just the right angle to allow a smooth steady flow of milk in and with air bubbles gently rising through the undrunk milk.   “We need to get going Daniel” Came a voice from the nursery door. I turned to see Tony beckoning me over.   “Thank you for your help, Daniel” said John. And the other two also said thanks in unison.   “A pleasure I said, catch you all later”   I made my way toward the door and stepped out before Tony who was holding the door open for me, he let it go and it closed with a definite click of the lock.   “You ready for this mate, it’s not going to be easy listening to what I think she’s going to be telling us”   “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be” I replied. “It’s not something that’s new to me”   “Yes, I know, that children’s care home job you had a while ago. Eleven wasn’t she?”   “You lot don’t miss much do you”   “Not normally, no!” Tony replied.   We walked down the stairs and along the corridor toward the playroom that had the toys & games and TV.   We entered the open door to find Mary setting up a video camera in front of a table and chair that had been placed in front of one of the wall murals, which was of a brightly painted tigger and poo.   She was around the thirty-five to forty mark slightly overweight but not fat. She had an unmade-up face but looking at her, it wasn’t something she needed to do every day anyway, and a fair complexion with a mousey blond mid length hair.   “Welcome” she said.   “Daniel, I’m Mary if you hadn’t guessed that already” She smiled.   “Nice to meet you, young man”   “You too” I replied.   “Now Tony tells me that you’ve already made some major progress with Samantha and I’m grateful for that, it will hopefully make my job a little easier with her”   “Yes, we’ve made a little connection, and she’s become more responsive and has opened up to me a little”   “Great. Now the purpose of me meeting with her today is to continue the progress you’ve already made but to dig a little deeper and get her to offer up more on her trauma without being too intrusive.   My background is as a family liaison role, dealing with family and outside abuse which could be physical, mental, or sexual or all of them against children of all ages.   I’ve been working at Happy Summers full time now for five years, and am proud to have helped many children that have suffered abuse similar to what seems to have occurred to Samantha”   “Ok” I said.   “I’ll be conducting the interview, and your role here is as a trusted adult who knows the victim.   Please let me conduct the interview, without interruption and only speak if you’re asked a direct question by either me or Samantha.   I need to build a rapport with her to enable a fuller understanding, and it needs to be in her words. Is there anything you’d like to ask me before we proceed?”           “Can I suggest that you call her Sam rather than Samantha, she says that makes her feel more human. You could offer it to her as a concession at the start it might make her feel more at ease with you”   “Great idea, we’ll do that. Tony is here as an impartial observer and will not partake in any part of the process. Anything else?”   “Not from me” I replied.   “Tony”?   “No, I’m fine”   Tony had moved a chair over to near the door and was positioning it ready for Sam’s arrival as a sort of security guard.   “Daniel, can I ask that you go and get Sam from the playpen and bring her through please”   I walked out and along the corridor and opened the door to the baby’s room. Sam was in the playpen on her tummy writing on the note pad Tony had left her, the rusk was gone, and the bottle was empty.   When I walked in, she looked up and saw it was me and she smiled.   “Hello Daniel. I’ve remembered some things and I’ve written them down for you” She seemed quite proud of the fact she’d done what I had asked her to.   “That’s great, bring the pad with you, we’re going to meet Mary as I promised. She’ll be asking you a few questions about what happened to you before you came here. The questions could get a little personal though, are you happy with that?”   She had a pensive but not worried look on her face and I could see that she was weighing up things in her head.   “Will it help to catch Frank”   “We’re hoping so yes”   “And the other kids”?   “Absolutely. Just give Mary as much information as you can, the more the better”   “Are you going to be there”   “Would you like me to be”?   “Yes please”   “Come on then let’s get you to meet Mary”   She got up off her tummy and onto all fours and started to crawl towards the playpen door that I was now holding open.   “Don’t forget your notes” I reminded her.   She swung round, picked up the pad and swung back around and made her way toward me.   She came through the door and stood up, smoothed and adjusted her dress as if she was smartening herself up because she was going out somewhere.   “Daniel” she said with some hesitation.   “Yes Samantha”   “I’m a bit wet, can you change me please”   “How wet?”   “Wet enough” she said.   “Do you mind if I check for myself” I asked her.   “Hmmmph, if you must”   She gave me a glare but nothing aggressive or sinister. Come here then. She walked over as best as her nappies would allow and stood in front of me. I went down on one knee and popped a finger inside the elastic on her crotch as you would do for a baby or toddler.   “I don’t think you’re that wet yet Samantha that nappy will be ok for a long while yet.   She hummmph’d again.   Tell you what, let’s go and have a chat with Mary then I’ll change you after ok”?   She nodded an ok.   I ushered her out of the door and down towards the playroom. She stopped at the door as if frightened to enter the room.   “It’s your choice Sam you don’t have to do it if you don’t want too”   She looked up at me and smiled, a little thanks for the Sam I suppose she then took my hand which was a total surprise and virtually pulled me into the room saying.   “It’s for the kids, It’s for the kids” Once inside Mary greeted her and explained the purpose of the chat, she gripped my hand harder.   “It’ll be ok” I tried to assure her.   She wouldn’t let go of my hand and didn’t throughout the session.   Tony moved a chair over next to hers but far enough away so that I was not in camera shot but still able to hold her hand.   I’m not going into the details of what was said in the meeting, suffice it to say that Sam gave Mary a good enough account on camera to really show what she’d been through and what Glass and his little gang of paedophiles had been doing to both her and the other kids.   She really hadn’t been anything other than brainwashed by Glass and was the true victim of circumstances.   Mary concluded the interview and thanked Sam for her help. She and I got up to leave the room, she was still tightly holding my hand.   “Can you change this nappy now please” she asked.   “Sure, let’s go”   I led her through the door and toward the changing rooms with her still clinging tightly and every now and then she was giving me a little squeeze as she had throughout the interview, especially when asked a really personal question.   We made it to the girls changing room and I opened the door and she walked in, I followed and closed the door behind me.   She turned and hugged me oh so tightly and started to cry.   “Go on sweetie let it all out”   Every now and then I’d get a “thank you, thank you” as she cried. Her tears were this time as real as they could be, not some of the disguised and fake stuff we’d seen from her before. This was total and utter remorse.   I think she blamed herself for what had gone on and allowing it to happen to the younger kids.   “None of this is your doing Sam, remember that”   She clung on to me until she had cried herself out, it took a while, but we had privacy and no way I was going to rush her.   When she’d finished, I changed her wet nappy and instead of a terry, I changed her into a disposable.   “No towel nappies Daniel?”   “My little concession to you” I said.   “What about these clothes” She asked.   “Look, you know that you’re on punishment still, I can’t just stop that. But tomorrow is another day, you’ve been good this afternoon so I’m going to reduce your punishment down to one day instead of the three it should be.   Tomorrow you’ll be dressed the same as the other kids, but please don’t abuse the trust I now have in you. Me and you have still got some work to do to totally secure a prosecution of Glass and his cronies, don’t go and spoil it eh!”     “I won’t” She replied.   “Pinkie promise” And she held out her little finger to shake which we did.   “Good girl”   Just then the bell rang for the end of the school day and the end of class work.   “You fancy going outside”   “Yes please” she said and jumped down off the changing table.   We walked outside and she again clung onto my hand gripping tightly. And that was the way we stayed for the rest of the afternoon, not once did she loosen her grip and where I went, she followed.   Next time were back with Simon in:        Chapter 30 And so to bed!   Chapter 29.docx

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Her eyes shifted between her legs as again she was shocked how easy it was for Paulina to lift her legs up like that. Feeling the diaper get placed under her she let out a wince. Once the diaper was taped and wrapped around her Annie let out yet another small moan. The thickness felt a little to nice for her while also being even more embarrassed at how silly and childish the diaper looked. God the sound made her toes curl, "Wet myself? Like actually pee in them?" she said behind the pacifier. Shaking her head in disbelief. She bit down on the paci a little hard at the pat, she could barely keep her legs closed

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