Phenomenal Princess

The smell of cooking pervaded the small Japanese appartment. She didn't realise it but it had woken Jael up. For her part she was mostly just aware of how warm she felt sandwhiched between the heavy futon bedding. In a sudden flurry of panic she threw the covers off of herself and scrabbled backwards to half sit up. She had been convinced she must have wet herself on her host's bedding but after inspection both by eye amd by hand she found everything was dry. She had simply

The sweet smell of baby's purfumed talcum powder caught in Jael's nose. It was by no means unpleasant but never the less, she hoped she wouldn't still carry it's distinctive scent around with her tomorrow. Sat in Jay's lap, secured in a bulky crinkling diaper, Jael felt smaller than her size but she wasn't entirely humilated by it. Rather she simply got the sense that Jay was like a father, helpibg her with her problem and looking after her. "Okay Papa. Goodnight."

"Yeah it's good. Come sit down." Isobel said, helping herself to her bowl, eyes on the television screen. The first section of the news was national coverage, mostly to do with what was currently happening in Parliament. It was presented from London, with what was considered to be the slightly posh 'BBC accent' which was probably how most other people around the world thought British people sounded nevermind just English people.

For her part Isobel departed to attend her shop. She did well enough that she could afford to hire a few staff but not so well as to include a full time manager on that roister. So she was busied counting off the inventory and purchasing orders until it came time to close at five.

Jael beamed at Jay's comment of how smart she looked in her new school uniform,

"of course I don't mind at all, please make yourself at home while you are here."

Jael had been trying on her school uniform when Jay knocked. He would probaly be pleased to see that Jael was a tidy and conscientious teenager, as all of the clothes she had been bought abd tried on today were folded away or hung in the closet, rather tgan strewn all across the floor. "okay. Yes, please." Jael responded, a little hesitation creeping into her tone as she'd been happy to distract herself and forget about the diapers. She made her exit and went to the bathroom where she used the toilet and brushed her teeth using the little bag of toiletries she'd been given by the aid worker she had flown with.

"Nay, you can't... And I cannie help but find it adorable!" Isobel said with mirth and her fingers tickled Becca from behind. If the girl didn't want to be treated like a child then why had she chosen to dress entirely in pink? "I do run a dress shop and I do make some of them too, though mostly its cheapest to order stock and work on alterations instead. A handmade gown is a lot of money these days." They came to the very top of the stairs which didn't finish with a landing and window like the others but instead a very short narrow reception occupied only by a suspended naked light bulb and a door immediately ahead. The door opened onto the attic space, it was a little roof with a sloping ceiling and a window box on one side. At the box was a cushioned bench beneath the tall Georgian style window which as promised looked out towards the castle. The other furnishing was very minimal though everything looked like an antique. There was a large wooden wardrobe. A dresser. A chair and desk. And a brass posted double bed with a crochet blanket stretched over a heavy duvet. Clean linens where folded onto of the dresser along with an enameled chamber pot. "Oh, back downstairs I'm afraid.

"Ack

Jael felt herself glow as she was called a good girl. Which was only slightly tempered by the news Jay would insist on washing her like a little girl again everytime she woke up wet. "okay" she answered, not wishing to complain. Afterall, she was finding having her hair washed for her was very theraputic. "hmm" Jael answered non commitally. At the camp limited water had been provided for washing, since the camp was sp huge and a lorry had to come in everyday to refill the water tanks. It was enough to wash away the day's dust or grime but never enough to really soak herself. Whilst in her brief stay at tge Japanese hospital she had been given left with access to a hot shower but having been left to her own devices Jael had simply choosen to slerp her jetlag off. The fluffy towel enveloped Jael's small girlish frame. If it hadn't been made damp by her wet slin she would have happily lounged in it for comfort. Jael nodded at Jay's instruction, even though it was definitely going to be embrassing for her later on. She dried herself and went to the bedroom to change herself into some clean clothes. She put on underwear, a long simple white undress and tunic, then wrapped her hair in a silk scarf. Since she had just washed herself it was convient to proform her prayers but did extra and sge had much to be thankful for. Afterwards she let down her hair again and did what any teenage girl would do. She spent the next hour and a half trying on all of her new clothes, seeing what she liked and what mifht go togegher as outfits.

The road began to follow a river and hills grew either side of them, dark green conifers climbed their flanks, defying the autumn hues of yellow.

"Yes" Jael responded reflectively as she felt Jay begin to pour warm water down her naked skin. The talking helped settle her in the slightly odd but not nessicarily improper scenario she found herself in. "I'll tell you." she agreed, "I guess it is silly. Thank you for helping me." it made her a bit happier to think that Jay was doing this just to help, not to further humilate her after the embrassing accident. Jael shook her head as Jay mentioned he didn't expect her to wet herself again. She wasn't sure she could keep that promise but she would make more of an effort.

"poor dear, I'm sure you probably would like to just get an early night?" Isobel ventured. She also finished her tea, deciding not to prolong the American girl's jet lag. She put her outer clothing back on and led Becca out to the carpark. A chilly gust met them as they crossed the tarmac, bringing a whirl of russet red and golden autumn leaves with it.

Jael peeled and kicked her wet clothes off with immediacy. The leather bomber jacket recieved more care, it

"Uck, of course it is! Don'eh

Isobel cast the girl a wry look sarcastically, she couldn't really image never seeing a castle but she'd visited several on the tradtional

Jael was too paralyzed with embrassment to even offer Jay a nod. Everything felt horrible in her wet jeans. Climbing into the car was horrible, seating on the wet seat of her jeans was horrible, her thighs getting chaffed by wet denim as she climbed the stairs was horrible. All she wanted as they arrived in Jay's apartment and set the bags of clothes down was a chance to get herself clean. She felt dirty, embarassed and foolish that she hadn't allowed Jay to take her to the bathroom earlier.

Isobel had just arrived. She was later than she had intended because she didn't often drive out to the airport. A glance at the delicate silver watch on her wrist as she hastily marched across the carpark

How old did people think she was? A little child still having toilet trouble?

Jael was grateful to finally be walking towards the car after the akwardness she had felt at the sympathtic looks the cashier had been giving her in the shop. Her urge was truly desperate now, she struggled with everystep. As they made it to the car and she saw it's

Jael felt her face flush after Jay bent down to whisper in her ear. She felt humiliated at having been reminded about the bathroom like a potty training toddler but at the same time she had to acknowledge the growing pressure in her bladder and the concept that she might not be able to hold it all the way back to Jay's appartment. She wanted to suggest she could simply take herself but remembered what Jay had told her earlier about wishing to escort her.

Jael could to little to hide her dissapointment, both at getting corrected again and at her favorite icecream flavour not being available. Her smile notably wavered but given that she wasn't entirely certain when she had last been given icecream was, caramel and vanilla was a more than acceptable substitute. She nodded vigorously in approval. By the time they entired the que and she was stood still, not distracted by searching for a frozen treat, Jael became aware of the fact that she couldn't seem to keep very

Jael smiled and nodded as she was let out of the car. She was excited to pick the flavour of her icecream treat bur when they came before the large freezer she found there was simply too much choice. She ece She eventully settled on her own favourite, salted caramel but made sure to ask Jay to find it for her so that she couldn't make the same mistake as she did with the juice earlier. As she browsed the icecream, she also hopped from foot to foot in a potty dance she was unaware of.

As she climbed into the back of the car Jael wondered what Jay meant by 'more problems' as far as she was concerened she already had a great many of them and her 'accidents' didn't immediately spring to mind. She instead turned her attention to the current question. "hmm, let's go home." she decided, not because she wasn't throughly enjoying the shopping trip but because she was aware she hadn't been to the bathroom for a while.

Jael had been waiting immediately outside the shop. The juice cartons were in a bag, not because she had asked for one but simply because she hadn't understood the cashier's very fast Japanese and so she had simply nodded shyly in response go the question. When Jay appeared Jael blushed slightly at the fact he had a huge and