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I recently took a break from active untraining for a couple months. I still wore nearly 24/7, like I have for the last four years, but I used the potty for #2. This weekend, I decided that I would hit it full force. A Full 24/7 no potty, untraining push.  I'm on day four, and my bladder is spasm-ing especially when I'm in bed at night. Last night I was peeing every 5 minutes, and that's without loading up on water. I've also noticed my voids are much smaller than before, and that I'm getting the urge to go constantly along with the spasms.  I've also felt a few random spurts into my diaper, which is awesome. Those don't have very often, and I still have control, but holding is much more difficult, but it's also sometimes hard to let it go too...I know that's weird.    Does anyone know what all of this means?     

Chapter 6: Jessica and Jane had arrived back in London rather late. Aunt Jane telephoned Ann from a call box. Then Jane talked to Jessica. “Your mother is preparing a VERY special birthday surprise. It may not be quite ready until about nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Would you like to stay at my flat tonight.” So the next morning Jessica came into her home. A breakfast with all her favorite things had been prepared. Mummy ate with her. Then her Mummy explained: “You know that I work and your Daddy did some work. We think that it is fair that boys do housework as well as girls. When you were a LITTLE girl Daddy did not do any of his share. “Your daddy was also VERY naughty in some other ways. One night your Aunt Jane found your Daddy being VERY unkind to Molly. Now what your daddy did was so naughty he might have gone to jail. I could have divorced him but I did not want to cause you upset. “So we punished him in other ways. That is why he now does ALL the housework. He had said it was ‘girl’s work’. He was also VERY immature. So whilst at home we treat him like a girl, a naughty girl. When you have been away he has worn clothes like a little girl and when he has been naughty he has been spanked by your Aunt Jane and I. “Now last week Daddy thought he could just do what he liked. Aunt Jane told the office what your Daddy had done. He was sacked. I told him he could not come home unless he promised to do what he was told. “Now in lots of ways you are a lady now instead of a little girl. Your Daddy does need people to tell him what to do. He does need to be punished for refusing to tidy your room and being rude to you.” There was a pause. Ann called her husband. Then Jessica saw her Daddy as he had been whilst she was away from school. He wore a rather short childish dress. A petticoat peeped out from underneath. He also wore black sandals and pink ankle socks. Oliver Hill curtsied to his daughter and said: “I was VERY naughty. I would like you to spank me as hard as you can.” Jessica thought for a few seconds. “Mummy, you know that there are some girls from my old school coming to my party this afternoon. I think it would be better for me to spank Daddy then. I think he would remember it more and not be naughty so much.” Aunt Jane, who was just about to go to work, had an even better idea. “Why don’t you give your spanking now and ANOTHER one this afternoon?” Ollie went upstairs. He brought down a large armless chair, which Ann had called – ‘the spanking chair’. He then went up again and brought down a heavy hairbrush. The 33 year old business man placed himself across the lap of his 13 year old daughter. Jessica had been getting quite big and tall and her father was never an especially  big man. This scene, therefore, looked odd rather than impossible and absurd. Jessica hit her father twice hard on his dress covered bottom. Then her Mummy told Jessica something: “We usually find it works best to take the dress up and pull Daddy’s panties down.” Jessica slowly took her mother’s advice. Then she hit her father VERY hard. Oliver had dreaded the humiliation of having his young daughter being able to treat him in this way. He had kind of consoled himself with the thought that Jessica would not be as strong as Jane or indeed as his wife. What he did not know was that Jessica had played tennis at school. Her arms were now VERY strong. Within a minute he was bawling and kicking  his legs. Jessica carried on the spanking for ten minutes. In the afternoon Ollie acted as kind of a waitress for Jessica and six of her friends. He had prepared the food that the girls asked for. He cleared away the dishes and washed them. He repeatedly heard comments like: “What a cute dress…” “I had a dress just like that, when I was four…” “A polite young lady does not show everyone her panties…” At 5pm the door bell rang. Molly, Ollie’s former secretary arrived. Soon Aunt Jane also arrived. Mrs Bloom from next door was there too. Her children were now two and a half. She let Bobby play in the back garden. He would be quite safe. However Nancy sat on her mother’s knees. Ollie did what he promised “All last week I was VERY naughty. I did not do what I was told. I used VERY nasty words. I know that you spanked me this morning but please will you spank me again, Miss Jessica.” Nine pairs of female eyes watched whilst Jessica slowly and ceremoniously prepared her father for his spanking. His dress was pinned out of the way as was his petticoat. His panties came to around his knees. The same ladies watched an listened as the spanking went on. The room was full of the noise of a bad boy bawling and of lots of young teenagers giggling. Stephanie, one of Jessica’s friends asked: “Can I have a go?” So Ollie had to submit to five more spankings. Marta, originally from America, had another idea. “I have a better idea than a spanking. My aunt used to wash my mouth out with soap when I said a bad word or lied.” Marta had to run to the shop but she was able to buy a wash cloth, carbolic soap and a waterproof apron. Ollie had to kneel down in front of the young American and open his mouth. She scrubbed his mouth VERY thoroughly. Unfortunately by then the guests had to go home. Just before being put to bed, in the spare bedroom, Ollie had to endure another mouth soaping, this time from Jessica. Ollie also had to write letters to each of Jessica’s old friends thanking them for the spankings and one to Marta thanking her for telling people about mouth soaping: “I am sure that mouth soaping will make it much easier for me to only use nice and true words from now on.” There were some more changes. They legally changed Jessica’s name to Porter, after her mother. Ollie’s last name was also changed. They moved house to a bigger place which was jointly owned by Ann and Jane who now lived with them. Ollie, under his new name, did get to go back to work for the family company. His new job had always been known as – ‘The file girl’ Until then this task had been usually given to a 15 year old, just out of school who had not been good at typing or shorthand. It was the most junior and low paid. All the women working there knew of Ollie’s history. At that time he did not wear frocks at work, though his trousers were not typical of those worn by businessmen. Every morning Molly checked to make sure he was wearing the appropriate underwear  including childish panties, a training bra and a chastity device. Chapter 7: Jessica did indeed find that she liked her new school. She was both clever with her hands and her brains. She did not want to learn “Domestic Science” but did want to learn wood and metal work and design. The teachers often encouraged girls to think for themselves and ask questions. Several of the teachers were elderly and had memories of the movement to give women the vote in Britain. Jessica did make friends at her new school. She decided not to invite them to her home. She did not want to tell other girls all the details of her father’s new role. Despite the unusual nature of her parent’s relationship Jessica was in lots of ways a normal teenage girl with normal attitudes and feelings. One Monday she desperately needed to go to the nearest pharmacy, for very feminine reasons. This particular place was very old fashioned. There was no idea of getting what you wanted to buy. What happened was that you had to line up and ask for what you needed. The pharmacy was crowded; lots of people got their prescriptions filled on a Monday afternoon. Jessica tried whispering: “I need some S.T.s” Lots of people used the initials rather than the full word “sanitary towels” or sanitary napkins. She had to repeat what she wanted: “Are they for you dear, or  for your mother?”Jessica wanted to avoid a repeat performance of this experience. Then she had an idea.   Jessica REALLY did not want to risk running out. So the next Monday she popped over to her father’s work, just at the end of lunch. She told him what to buy. Except when he was getting shopping Ollie did not carry a bag. Jessica took a string bag with her. This bag was very useful because it could be quite small in a pocket or handbag but could carry quite a lot. It had, from Jessica’s point of view, one the great virtue of showing off the contents. Jessica’s best friend was a girl in her class called Sophie. She happened to be at the pharmacy to get some aspirin for her mother. The next day at break she told several girls, including Jessica about her experience. “It was amazing. There was this bloke. He asked for sanitary towels. He then carried them with him in a string bag. Would you ever carry that stuff in a bag like that?” Jessica smiled. She told her Aunt Jane and her mother what she had done.  She also had a brief chat to Mollie and to their neighbor Mrs Bloom. For the next three years nearly every Monday Ollie had to line up in the pharmacy and ask for sanitary protection. A few times he was sent back because he had got regular sanitary napkins when night ones were needed or the other way around. Jessica did well at school. Of course she had no chores to do, not even tidying her room or ironing her own clothes. A couple of timed Ollie had burnt her school uniform when ironing. On each such occasion Ollie knew what to do. He curtsied: “Miss Jessica, I am very sorry I have been very naughty would you please spank me.” Usually Jessica managed to make sure that her mother, her aunt or her neighbor was on hand to watch the spanking. Jessica did quite a lot of sport and exercises. Each spanking from his daughter seemed to hurt Ollie even more than the last one. A few times Jessica found that her father had said things that were not 100% true or used naughty words. Jessica had got quite skilled at mouth-soaping. Every half term and every holiday from her old school Jessica invited her friends from there. Ollie spent a lot of time waiting hand and foot on a group of giggling, rather privileged young ladies. At Jessica’s suggestion her friends usually wore trousers for these occasions. Jessica was really uncomfortable about keeping this big secret from her current school friends, especially from Sophie. On the other hand she feared she would be teased and wondered what would happen if she found out. At the half term holidays girls were expected to do work on a project. The summer before she was 16 Jessica left at school a file with all the material for her project. Sophie saw this. She was very worried that her friend’s school work might suffer. She asked her teacher what they could do. The teacher gave Sophie the file and the address. Sophie took the bus and went to her friend’s front door. Actually she was quite curious about what kind of a home her clever, kind friend had. Sophie knocked very hard. At the time Jessica was reading a book and Ollie was busy with a huge pile of dishes to wash. Jessica did not want to answer the door to unexpected visitors. Ollie was shocked and scared. He always hated it when new people found out about his dress and treatment at home. He dropped a vase. Jessica heard the sound of the glass breaking. Sophie decided to look at the side of the house to see if she could find her friend. The kitchen window was open. So Sophie heard Jessica yell “Ollie, that was Aunt Jane’s favorite vase. I am sure  she’ll give you a very hard spanking, but right now you can clean up the mess.” Then Sophie saw through window. There were no drapes. Jessica saw her friend. Jessica went to the back door and let her friend in. “Who is this?” Sophie asked, she was not 100% sure of the gender of person in a childish dress, with a petticoat peeping underneath. Jessica decided quickly the best way of using this situation. She looked at her father “This is Sophie, my best friend from school. I think you should tell Sophie who you are and why you wash the dishes and wear what you do.” Ollie was confused. “Er erm…” Jessica talked to him again: “Are you not going to curtsey to our guest?” Ollie did a curtsey. Sophie was surprised. She had learned about curtseying when she was 8. But she had not used that skill since she was 9. “I am Jessica’s daddy. My name is Ollie. I used to be an ordinary man but I was VERY naughty. I need to be punished. I thought doing housework was doing girl’s work so I wear dresses like a little girl. “When I am naughty my sister Jane, Jessica’s Mummy spank me.” Jessica twisted the knife a little more: “And who else spanks Ollie when he is naughty.” He paused and then answered: “When I have been very naughty sometimes you do Miss Jessica, also any other lady who thinks I have been naughty can spank me.” Ollie curtsied and made tea for the two girls whilst they talked about their projects. Sophie asked: “Does your aunt really spank your daddy?” Jessica was surprised: “Of course she does. So do I. Now Ollie needs a spanking for breaking the vase. Would you like to watch when Aunt Jane does the spanking?” Sophie was both fascinated and amused. What especially pleased her was that this man, who was only a little less than average height an build curtsied and asked his sister: “I was a very naughty child. I broke your vase. Pretty please will you spank me very hard?” Sophie had been invited to dinner. She telephoned her mother who said it was okay for her to stay with her friend. Sophie noticed that the naughty man was not allowed to eat when he was naughty. Instead he stood in a corner, panties around his ankles and holding up his dress and petticoat. Over the next few weeks Jessica, very carefully, sounded out a few other friends from school. Ollie got to explain himself to six more teenaged girls. Jessica was also waiting for an opportunity of her father being naughty. It came. He has actually forgotten to get her sanitary napkins. He said he thought the shop shut early, which was a lie. Jessica, of course, always made sure she had more protection available than she needed at any one time. There was no danger of her running out. Her father did not know that. So the next afternoon Ollie had to go to the shop. This time Jessica had told her friends of the shopping arrangement. Sadly the shop was not as crowded as it would be on a Monday. However six teenaged girls had asked for various tablets and things. They then looked at things whilst a middle aged man purchased sanitary napkins. As always on these errands he carried the purchase in string bag which showed any passer by what he was carrying. They then stayed on the other side of the road, giggling, as Ollie walked home with the string bag containing Jessica’s order. About a quarter of a mile from home the girls started to run. They were all ready when Ollie rang the doorbell. He was NOT allowed a key to the front door. Ollie went upstairs and changed into his little girl dress and petticoat, As soon as he got down he curtsied and gave Jessica her change and her protection. Then six girls sat and watched. “You were supposed to get my special shopping yesterday, did you do it.” He shook his head. Jessica was not satisfied. “Answer properly.” He obeyed “Yes I did forget.” Jessica had more questions: “Was that naughty?” He answered, even though he knew her next question. “Yes it was naughty.” Jessica wanted to savor the moment: “Please go upstairs and get the special chair.” He obeyed. She continued: “Then go and get the heavy hairbrush, I think there is something you need to ask.” Ollie went upstairs and brought down heavy wooden hairbrush. Then he curtsied as he handed the hairbrush to the 15 year old. “I have been very naughty, would you please spank me.” Whap, whap WHAP!! Jessica gave her father an especially long especially heavy spanking. He thought his punishment was over after he had spent half an hour in the corner showing of his very red bottom. He was wrong: “Ollie, did you say the chemist shut early?” “I did.” “Was that true or a lie.” “It was a lie.” “What do you ask Miss Jessica after you tell lies.” “Please Miss Jessica, would you wash my mouth out with soap because I have been a naughty child and I have told lies.” This time Jessica not only allowed her friend to watch but also got them to take part in soaping the washcloth and scrubbing the inside of her father’s mouth. Jessica was still a bit cautious about who she told about her father. Still every girl who did know thought that Jessica Porter was the coolest girl in school. Lots of other girls thought the same thing even when not knowing the specific reason for her coolness.

A casserole 

One gas station was $3.49 the two down the road were both $3.55.

Chapter 4: So the next morning, as instructed, Oliver went to a local charity shop. His sister happened to know some of the volunteers at the shop. It was a Saturday and it was quite busy. Oliver handed the lady who seemed to be in charge a note, that he had hand written but Ann had dictated. It read: “My wife insists I do house work. I said it is girl’s work. Please find some suitable clothes for me and make sure that they fit.” Oliver also handed over a pound note and a ten shilling note, quite a lot of money in those days. Five or six volunteers popped into the changing room in the next half an hour as they checked that the various skirts, blouses and dresses fitted this particular customer. He left with a bag containing 2 bras, 8 pairs of panties, five slips or petticoats and 4 very flowery dresses. Ann sat down and did her studying for the rest of that Saturday. Every so often she got up and watched, and took a few photographs of her husband hovering, scrubbing the kitchen floor and scrubbing in the bathroom as well as washing the dishes and doing the ironing. Ann did not feel like cooking. Her husband did that. She did, however, feel quite proud of what she had achieved. She invited Molly and Jane The meal that Oliver cooked was adequate. However Jane was very upset: “Ollie, you bought women’s clothes.” He was defeated and vulnerable: “Yes, that’s what you said.” His tall sister smiled and said: “Oh no, you did not talk about women’s work. You talked about GIRL’s work. I think you should wear GIRL’s clothes, as childish as possible. I think you need a spanking, have you anything to say.” Ollieattempted a curtsey and said: “Please Miss Jane would you give me a hard spanking.” Jane sat on the sofa. Oliver placed himself in the appropriate position. Very carefully and slowly firstly Jane pulled the skirt of his dress out of the way. Next the very frilly slip went up. Finally his pink panties were pulled down to his knees. For about a minute Jane spanked her brother with her hand. It stung. Next she took a very heavy hairbrush. Olliewas crying after less than a minute with the hairbrush. However the spanking carried on for five minutes. Ann opened the kitchen window. The sound of his crying, as planned, went to their next-door neighbor, Mrs Bloom. They sat down, to eat. Olliestood in the corner with panties around his ankles and holding up his slip and dress. Just before they ate Ann dialed the number of her next-door neighbor. She said, in a loud voice: “I was a bit worried that you might have heard someone crying and wondered. You have no need to worry. It is just that my husband and he had to be spanked.” The response surprised Ann. “I would have loved to watch.” Lucy Bloom’s father had often spanked her, more often than her rather less well-behaved brother. She had married, Ben, a lovely man who, sadly, was knocked over by a car and killed. Ann had a question for her neighbor: “Have you cooked your dinner yet?” “No, why?” “Oh, it is just that we happen to have spare supper.” Two minutes later Mrs Bloom arrived. She pushed a big old-fashioned pram with her 6-month-old twins Nancy and Robert. They were asleep. As they ate Jane explained what had happened. She told Nancy about Oliver’s problems with treating women with respect. “You made a pass at me, didn’t you?” Ollie stood in his corner, holding up his skirts and showing his very red behind. He did not know whether to reply. Ann had the answer. “I think that Ollie should SHOW Mrs Bloom why he won’t try to impose himself on ladies. Turn around.” Lucy saw the chastity device. Jane added. “Well it does seem appropriate that he should be sitting down to go pee.” They had a lovely dinner. They talked.  Molly said: “I agree that it would be good for Ollie to dress as a little girl rather than a grown up. He does talk about ‘girls’ rather than ladies. He is also very immature. But unless we specially make something, which would cost a lot of money how can we find the right frocks.” Ann had an idea: “Mrs Bloom, you know your Maternity dresses looked a little childish, and with some adjustments could be made very childish. Have you still got some?” Lucy laughed: “Oh, I would love to. By the way my American cousin Sam, that’s Samantha left her training bras here after her visit, she was so proud to wear a proper bra. And I can make the adjustments.” Jane had one more thought: “Shouldn’t Mrs Bloom be compensated?” Lucy was less sure: “Well, I don’t know. I know that paying for Jessica’s school and Ann’s college books cost a lot of money. And well Ben had a good pension scheme and life insurance. So although I’m a widow I am NOT poor.” Jane explained her brainwave. “Perhaps not money. How would it be if Ollie paid for his new dresses and the work you are doing by, say, washing Nancy and Bob’s nappies for the next three months.” Jane then talked to her brother: “Isn’t it nice of Mrs Bloom to let you have pretty dresses. And I’m sure you’ll be very glad to help her out with the nappy washing won’t you?” He nodded. This was not enough. He ended up having to write, and then read out loud a contract: “I Oliver Hill, also known as Ollie, promise to wash all the wet and dirty nappies belonging to Robert and Nancy Bloom. “In return Mrs Lucy Bloom promises to adapt her old maternity dresses so as to resemble those of young girl children and to give me the training bras and panties once worn by her cousin Samantha.” They both signed and Jane, as a lawyer, witnessed the legally binding contract. So whilst Jessica was away at school Ollie spent all his time at home wearing rather childish dresses. He did all the housework for his wife and also for his sister. He did other work for his neighbor. On a number of occasions he suffered spankings, usually with other ladies watching. They did not feel that it was right for Jessica to see him in his frocks or across his wife or sister’s knees. Still Jessica could not help noticing that her Daddy now did ALL the housework. He even tidied Jessica’s room for her. Also the trousers he wore were often in pastel colors, and had once belonged to ladies. Jessica did not see the training bra and childish panties her father wore underneath. Neither did she know that when her aunt invited her father to her home it was usually for a spanking. Chapter 5:  Just after the first half term with Jessica at home Jane suggested some ways to reinforce Ann’s authority over her hubby. It took several spankings but in the end he signed some doc-uments. Jessica was disappointed by her boarding school. It was not nearly as much fun as in the stories she had read. She did like most of the other girls. Then too Jessica was quite a strong willed person. She was often accused of ‘answering back’. She got caned several times. Luckily the school did the hitting in private and Jessica always had her thin school skirt and knickers (for Americans this is the British word for panties) to protect her dignity. Still it hurt a lot. Then too the school was rather limited in what it taught. Jessica met her friend Mary who was at the local State (that is what Americans would call a ‘public school’). Mary had lots of fun. The girls were encouraged to think and ask questions. They did learn about history and science. They could learn typing, needlecraft and Domestic Science (or Home Economics). However, this was a VERY progressive girls’ school. Girls did wood and metal work and technical drawing. Jessica decided that perhaps it would be nice to go to the same school as Mary. The summer just before Jessica’s 13th birthday Ollie very much encouraged his daughter to change schools. He hoped that with more money he might be allowed to have a bit more money for his leisure interests. In addition he reckoned that it would not be possible for Jane and Ann to keep him in frocks at all. The school term was due to start on a Tuesday (some 11 year olds would go a day before the rest of the school.) The day before the new school term would be Jessica’s birthday. Ann had tried hard to persuade her daughter to stay at the boarding school. As it happened she would be starting at junior school as a teacher the same term: “Don’t you love me Mummy?” Ann had explained: “Of course I do, I just think that the school you go to will give you the best education.” Ann had a long discussion with her sister in law. “Jane, I have to admit that Jessica’s got a point. I was never enthusiastic about sending children away and this local school is REALLY good. However we do need to keep Ollie on the straight and narrow. It is always harder to keep him under control during school holidays. “I think keeping him in frocks is best, but we can’t have Ollie in a dress without Jessica finding out. What should we do?” Jane’s response shocked Ann. She thought about it for a week. And finally agreed with her sister in law. A week before Jessica’s birthday Ann told Ollie of their plans for that day. Now by that time Jane had joined the family firm. Her legal qualifications were useful and she actually had greater management skill than her brother. They mostly worked at different offices, however Jane had been able to increase the number of women in senior positions in Ollie’s office. That particular week Jane was at the family Company’s Manchester office. However Ann was in regular telephone contact. Ollie thought he could rebel because Jane was away. He went into the spare room. He removed the chastity device, VERY carefully with a file. He went back to wearing very conventional male clothes. He ceased to do any housework. At the office his hands started wondering, although admittedly not in Molly’s direction At home Ollie swore a lot and Jessica heard it. Ann was very upset. Over breakfast that Friday Ann asked: “Ollie, are you going to change your behavior of the last week and go back to how things were for the last two years.” He shook his head. As agreed Jane telephoned Ann from a public telephone at Manchester station. She also had time to telephone a couple of senior people in the family firm. Ann had some good news for her daughter: “Your Aunt Jane would like to take you for a little holiday to the Isle of Wight over the weekend. You will be back in time for your birthday party.” At 1145 AM Ollie, reluctantly, took a call from his wife: “Ollie, have you changed your mind about your behavior.” He yelled, so that Molly, the outer office could hear. “I’m going to act like a normal MAN, there’s nothing you can do to stop it.” There was a pause The Ann explained: “You are NOT welcome in MY house until you change your mind. I have changed the locks.” Oliver Hill vaguely remembered some of the doc-uments he had signed 20 months earlier. Just after the telephone call was over Molly told him: “Miss Watson is here to see you Mr Hill.” Miss Watson’s appointment as a senior personnel officer was one of Jane’s suggestions. Ollie had not liked her. Miss Watson asked Mrs Patterson, as Molly was referred to since her marriage, to leave. “Is this your signature?” Ollie saw a Photostat of the paper he had signed two years earlier. He nodded. “Your employment contract requires high ethical standards. You have obviously not kept to them. You are dismissed. You have one minute to leave the premises. By the way I understand that your wife has sent a package for you to collect.” Oliver Hill thought that this was not the moment to fight back. He obeyed. He picked up the parcel. Now 4 days earlier he had taken two pounds, quite a lot of money, out of Ann’s handbag. However there was only eleven pence left. He sat in a park and looked in the parcel. It contained clothing. Two of the Maternity dresses that had been altered to seem more childish, four very childish pairs of panties, a training bra and 4 pairs of pink ankle socks. Oliver needed money. He went to his bank. The Manager explained “You cannot close the account without your wife’s agreement. An as there is only three pence left in it I do not think that we can give you a payment without closing it.” Oliver was angry: “Did you let that bitch take out all my money?” The middle-aged manager explained: “We are NOT marriage counselors. Mrs Hill merely did, as she was legally entitled to and took out the four hundred and eight pounds in the account. If I could have stopped her I would have. I fear she had moved her account to a rival business.” Oliver went to a telephone box. He thought that his family’s business was quite well known in the small exclusive sphere it operated. He knew the three other companies in that line. He assumed that they would be grateful to offer him a job and an advance. He was disappointed.  All the other companies in his field had received telephone calls with telegrams to follow explaining his conduct. Now Oliver had often remarked that there were too many lazy people on the dole. Now he found the Unemployment office. He explained the situation. He was surprised to discover that the bureaucrat wanted to telephone his previous employer. He was shocked when it was explained: “Well Mr Hill, it is said that you were dismissed for misconduct. I am afraid we cannot pay you anything for at least six weeks. You might qualify for National Assistance. Oh and there are some jobs you might want to check out.” Ollie checked on four of the jobs. The only one he was offered was as a dishwasher at late night café. He was also very shocked to discover he would not get paid for 6 days. Ollie slept in the park that night. He then checked on room rentals. He knocked on thirty doors. All wanted a deposit and rent in advance. He worked on Saturday evening and left the café at 1am. Again he slept on a park bench. It rained very hard. He went to the café to start his shift at 2pm. The man running the café said: “I can’t have someone working for me looking like you, you’re fired.” He was given six shillings and eight for wages. It started to rain. Then a hailstorm hit. A little after 7 that Sunday evening he knew he had to surrender. Ollie rang Ann. He agreed to all her terms. Ann  thought about the unique birthday her daughter was going to have.