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I see no reason to provoke police. They are doing a job. That job includes collecting evidence that leads to an arrest. That said, I will never talk to them again, I made that mistake once and I will not repeat it. A few years back, around 8 or 9pm, I heard an altercation from my neighbors yard. They were fighting again. She was yelling stop, stop, someone help me. He was beating her. So, I called the police. By the time the cops arrived, she had left. So, the cops came over to my place, demanding to know where she was. Obviously, I had no idea. They found a tube of lipstick on the ground in front of my door, and showed it to me in some kind of evidence bag. No clue how it got there, my guess is it had been there ever since I'd moved in (I lived in a duplex, which had previous been home to many college students). However, that lipstick tube led them to believe she was in my place. They wanted to come in and look around. I told them they could not enter without a warrant. A few minutes after I said that, now there were 3 cop cars in front of my house. They tell me they decided not to get a warrant, and that I was now a prime suspect in her disappearance. I knew they were just trying to coerce me to let them come in without a warrant. But, what choice did I have? I couldn't let this escalate any further, so I let the pigs in. Fortunately, they did not wake my young children during their illegal search. But, they were not satisfied. I called my asshole neighbor and found out his gf had gone to work. The cops drove to the stripper club where she worked and found her. Case closed, apparently. I later found they'd dropped the lipstick tube back in the dirt next to my doorstep. No apologies, of course. I made up my mind that night: My neighbors could do almost anything now, and unless I'm about to die, I am never calling the cops again (and even if I am, I have no delusions that they'll save me). If they come around, I did not see anything, I did not hear anything. Fuck the police.

Ch. 4 - Natalie's Gamble On the drive home Natalie began to think more about what she was going to do with her summer off from school. Hanging out with some of her old friends from high school was an obvious option, but most of them were working jobs or internships this summer. Natalie had thought about getting a summer job like most of her friends, but she got so stressed out during her previous semester. She felt kind of burnt out from all the school work and studying. She wanted to just relax this summer. As Natalie pulled into the driveway of her house, she wondered how she would spend the $50 she had earned. She should probably save it to buy books for college next semester. But that would be no fun, and she was pretty sure her parents would be willing to buy her books for her again next year. She thought about getting some new makeup or maybe a pair of jeans. She was still undecided as she got out of her car hoping her mom was making an early lunch. As she entered the house she was glad to smell her mom was cooking. Her mom was making tacos. One of her favorite dishes. She liked to pile her taco high with tomatoes, onions, and peppers. "How was babysitting?", her mom asked "It was great and I got $50! But nothing too eventful happened...", Natalie replied laughing to herself. She knew her response was more than a little deceptive considering all that had happened. "Well, eat well because you will have to fend for yourself for dinner. I am going to dinner with an old friend tonight." "Ok that's fine, I hope y'all have fun.", Natalie replied as she enjoyed her tacos. When Natalie was finished eating she went up to her room and got on her computer. Like most college kids she could let a lot of time slip away in front of the computer. She would spend time on websites like AOL instant messaging, and before she knew it many hours would have gone by. This case was no exception. Before long her mom had left to dinner and she had the house all to herself. A lot of girls might have done something more exciting with the situation of having the house all to theirselves. But not Natalie. She was tired from babysitting Todd and all that time on the computer, so she decided she best get to bed early tonight. She brushed her teeth and stripped down to her normal sleeping attire - just her bra and panties. She usually tried to sleep with her bra on ever since she heard from some friends at school that sleeping with a bra on at night prevented boobs from sagging when you got older. She didn't know if this was true or not, but she liked her perky boobs and wanted to keep them that way so she followed the advice anyway. As she was getting ready for bed, she started heading to the bathroom to pee before bed. She didn't really feel like she had to pee; it was just part of her bedtime routine. She guessed it was a ritual instilled into her by her parents when she was younger. After all, most parents encourage their younger children to use the potty before bed to prevent potential bedwetting mishaps. The more she thought about it, the more she questioned why she was heading to the bathroom. "I do not have to go pee right now. Do I really think I'll wet the bed if I don't go right now?", she thought to herself. She had never woken in the middle of the night having to pee before. She wondered, "What if the only reason I haven't been wetting the bed all these years is because I go to the bathroom right before going to sleep every night?" "Is this nightly ritual of habit all that separates me from being a bedwetter just like Todd? Surely not", thought Natalie. She didn't like thinking she was potentially so close to being a little bedwetting baby, so she decided to put it to the test. She stopped walking to the bathroom. She was going straight to bed without her nightly potty time. She thought, "If I'm really not a bedwetter, then one of two things will occur. My bladder will be big enough to last me until morning without needing to go...or a full bladder will wake me up to go potty." Natalie knew the other option was obvious. She was a bedwetter. Her bladder would not be big enough to last the night and her full bladder would not wake her up. Instead she would just wet the bed like a little helpless baby. Natalie was almost certain this would not be the result. "I am a grown up college girl. I am mature and have never struggled with potty training. There is no way using the potty every night before bed is the only thing stopping me from being a bedwetter.", Natalie thought to reassure herself as she drifted off to sleep. She awoke the next morning not even remembering the gamble she took last night. But not for long. She felt uncomfortably cold and damp all across her midsection. She reached down and felt her panties and surrounding bedding. They were soaked. She hoped maybe it was just sweat, but then the smell hit her. She could smell pee - her pee. And it was all over her bed and panties. She felt like such a baby. "Just the other day I made Todd wear diapers, and now look at me. I should be wearing diapers at night just like Todd", she thought as she looked at the wetness all around her. She was so embarrassed with herself. Her gamble definitely did not pay off. She was not going to skip going to the potty before bed ever again. She couldn't believable she had uncontrollably wet herself while she slept, just like a baby. She was older than a baby, she was supposed to have better control over her pee. But she clearly didn't. She really didn't want to deal with the humiliation of her mom finding out she wet her bed, but she didn't know how to prevent them finding out. She decided she would try to do laundry and hope her mom didn't notice her washing her sheets. It would be obvious something was up if she saw that, because the sheets were fresh and had only been slept on a couple nights. Her mom would definitely ask her why she was washing the sheets and Natalie would have no good answer other than to admit she wet the bed. Natalie got out of bed and shivered as the moist pee all over her midsection touched the cold air. She removed her bra to reveal her semi-erect nipples from being cold because of her wet bed. She then removed her soaking wet panties and dropped them into her laundry basket along with her bra. Her cotton panties were a lot heavier than she was used to because of all the pee they had absorbed, and they made a loud plopping sound as they hit the bottom of the laundry basket, similar to the sound of a soaking wet diaper hitting the ground. Natalie got in the shower and rinsed all of her pee off of herself. She scrubbed all over with soap and washer her hair. She got out of the shower and dried off. She looked at herself in the mirror totally naked and couldn't help but laugh to herself. She looked like a mature cute girl, but she had just wet her bed like a little baby. She looked no different than a naked girl who hadn't committed such an infantile act. I guess it just surprised her. She felt like such a baby, that it was a surprise to see a college girl in the mirror instead of the bedwetting baby that she felt like. Natalie hoped she had showered good enough so she didn't still smell like pee. She sniffed and definitely still smelt her pee. She couldn't tell if the smell was coming from herself or from her soaking wet bed in the next room. She took her fingers and placed them between her legs. She rubbed her fingers around in her neatly trimmed pubic hair. She then lifted her fingers to her nose and sniffed. She smelt a strong urine smell. Natalie sighed. Even after her shower she still smelt like pee. Just like a baby. She knew it made sense though. Her soaking wet panties were between her legs for who knows how long. Her skin around her private area and pubic hair was wet with her pee that entire time. Her pubic hair probably absorbed the smell of her pee such that she could not get rid of it with one shower. She cringed at the thought of how long she slept surrounded by a pool of her own pee. She just hoped her fresh clothes would cover up the smell of her pee enough so that nobody would smell it. She put on fresh panties, a bra, socks, jeans, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes. She removed all the wet sheets off her bed and put them in the laundry basket. She then noticed a large wet spot on her mattress. "Maybe I've ruined my mattress", she worried. She knew they made plastic mattress protectors for bedwetters, but her mattress didn't have one. She didn't ever plan on wetting the bed. She wasn't a baby. She just hoped that she could flip the mattress over when she got her sheets washed and it would be ok. She walked downstairs with her laundry basket on her way to the laundry room. Her mom spotted her. "Crap!", thought Natalie. "Good morning", said Natalie's mom "Good morning", responded Natalie as she hurried her pace hoping her mom wouldn't notice the wet sheets in her laundry basket. But it was to no avail. "Why are your bed sheets in there?", her mom asked. Natalie was caught and she knew there was no point trying to avoid it anymore. She would have to admit to her mom the babyish thing she had done. "I need to wash them since I wet my bed last night", Natalie said. Natalie's mom was clearly surprised to hear this. Her daughter had never had potty training and bedwetting issues before. "That is odd. Why do you think this happened? Are you feeling ok?", Natalie's mom asked. "I feel fine mom. I don't know why it happened." "Have you been having accidents at college too?" "No mom, this is the first time." "Well be sure to let me know if it happens again. We might need to take you to the doctor. It is not normal for a girl your age to suddenly being wetting the bed again." "Ok mom, I'll let you know, but I don't think we have anything to worry about.", Natalie responded. She wasn't worried about continuing to wet the bed. She could stop it as easily as she started it. She would just have to keep making sure she went potty before going to bed. Natalie put her sheets in the washer, then the dryer. She watched tv while she waited between cycles. She walked her sheets up to her room and flipped her mattress over. Fortunately the wetness hadn't made its way to the other side. She made her bed up with the fresh sheets and headed back downstairs. Natalie spent most of the rest of the day watching tv. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful for Natalie except for one commercial she saw on tv. It was a commercial for Goodnites. Goodnites are basically a diaper for older kids who still wet the bed. They are made with cute designs specifically for girls and for boys and designed to pull up and on, just like huggies pull ups training pants. The commercial caught her off guard. She had seen the commercial before, but now she feared the commercial was made for her. The girl in the commercial looked to be no older than a middle schooler for sure. Natalie was a college girl. "This commercial is not directed towards me. I only wet the bed once, plus they probably wouldn't even fit me.", Natalie consoled herself. But as Natalie saw the smile on the girls face, excited to have a dry bed despite wetting herself overnight, she knew those same undergarments would have been useful for her last night too. She didn't worry too much about it though, she knew her bedwetting was just a one time thing. Before long is was time for bed again. She walked upstairs and opened the door to her room and instantly was hit with a strong odor. It was the smell of her pee again. But this time it was really stale and had a much stronger odor. It smelt just like bedwetter's room or a baby who had gone too long without a diaper change. She knew it was probably the mattress she had simply flipped over and left wet. She thought that might have been a mistake. She knew she would probably end up having to get a new mattress to get rid of the smell, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She was going to have to sleep with that smell constantly reminding her she had wet her bed like a baby. She went to the potty and made sure to pee as much as she could. "My bedwetting days are over", she thought to herself as she peed. Thankfully into the potty this time and not into her panties and bed. She brushed her teeth and stripped down to just her bra and panties. She got into bed and started to get comfortable. Just then a new worry struck her. "What if I trained my body to wet while I sleep with my little gamble last night? It is possible that now my body will start peeing while I sleep even without a full bladder, since I forced it to do so by getting a full bladder last night.", worried Natalie. She convinced herself that she was just being paranoid. "Surely it would take more than one night of wetting the bed to make your body think it was ok wet while you slept again..", Natalie reassured herself as she fell asleep.

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