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A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed: Susan, a 34 year old single mother with three children had just been driven out of her home of ten years. It wasn’t enough that her husband had died to some senseless robbery bologna, but life decided to really kid her while she was down, and not even three months after he died, she lost her job, and the landlord was a real hardcase when it came to rent on time. So it was, about three nights ago, Susan took her children out of the city and about ten miles from the city limits, there was a busy truck stop. Susan just didn’t have the skills that were necessary for working today, in any industry, but one. But that industry was still illegal, and it was dangerous. Still, there was no other way for her to support her three girls. It was about two in the morning, and Susan had just climbed out of another truck having gotten a nice payday that would feed her children for the next week, at least, and maybe even allow her to rent a motel room for once. However, in order to rent one, she had to find one. Inside an old beat up brown and green Ford Station Wagon, three children slept at peace. Two of the girls looked the same size, and plenty of people thought that they were within a year apart, but they were always wrong. The older girl with heavy freckles on her face and caramel color brown hair was eleven years old, and her younger sister, who had darker brown hair that was quite wavy was only eight years old. On the other side of the older sister, a young child that looked maybe four or five, was actually three year old Amy. The girls knew that they had to be very careful especially at night, so as not to draw attention to themselves, so no matter how bad they had to use the bathroom in the night, they were told to hold it or have an accident, but don’t get out of the car. Over the last three nights, Heidi had been stuck in a situation where she had to pee herself, and the more often it happened, the funnier she felt about it. She knew it was wrong to like wetting her pants or even wetting the bed, but for some reason, the wetting was starting to become something she would hate to like. Heidi wasn’t the only one. Cassandra, the eight year old, was sort of getting used to leaking a little bit in her panties before going to the bathroom even during the daytime, and she found that she liked the wet feeling in her panties. It was… well… sort of nice and warm for a while, and it was … she couldn’t put words to it, but it felt nice. She kept her panties damp for as much as she could, but of course when mom caught her being damp, mom always asked her to change, though mom never seemed to be upset at her for doing it. Indeed, it was like mom sort of expected her to be damp sometimes. Truth be told, though, Susan had her own problems with the situation at hand. She really wanted to give her girls a safer place to stay, a place with a proper bathroom where they could take a bath, and they wouldn’t have to worry about finding a bathroom. Susan already had a weak bladder, and when her kids complained that they needed to go to the toilet, she always let them go first, so that often made for wet panties as it was. Since being stuck out here for the last three days, though, and worried about going to the bathroom during certain times of the night, and making sure her kids got to the toilet when they wanted to, she started to pee her pants on purpose. She didn’t know why she did it. But the more she did it, the more she seemed to want to do it the next time it came around, and then she would wet herself more and more often. Her daughters might have noticed, or they might not have. She wasn’t sure. None of them really called her on it. Anyway, she was walking towards the car she had left her children to sleep in, when she felt herself leaking, and she sighed and spread her legs apart a bit more, and started to wet herself… not knowing that her longtime friend, whom she had not seen in a few months, was now pulling in for a little rest….

The small town that was nestled in the Rocky Mountains in the southern part of Wyoming, called Elk Mountain was covered in snow about eight or nine months out of the year. The local high school had a graduating class of no more than 30 students most years. However, the mountains were also a very popular place to go skiing and to go camping in what little spring-summer time that this small town had seen. It was about the middle of June, when a particular girl got an answer back after taking a year off from school altogether to relax, and she was accepted at the University in the same state, about 2 hours away by car. In these mountains, though, where so many liked to camp and waste the summer away near a lake, there were strange things that were starting to happen.

Mike Snyde was working late one morning, unaware that at home, his wife was getting a very important call, one that they had both been waiting on for the last year and several months. You see, Mike Snyde, he didn't want to admit it to anyone, but it was found that something in his youth had led to him being sterile. They had thought about trying to conceive in other ways, but to Mike, that just felt like cheating and immoral, so he really couldn't go through with it. Eventually, they decided to adopt. There were plenty of kids out there that needed homes, right? He and his wife went back and forth about it for a while, and after a year of giving it serious thought, they put in for adopting. They were told it could take as long as five years to have someone placed with them, but they hoped for the best anyway. Now, as Mike was working in the welding shop, a heavy arc welding machine being used to put together two pieces of metal, in the office, his wife was on the phone waiting for him so she could tell him the good news. An office worker came out into the shop and got one of the other boys to take his place while he directed Mike to the phone. "Yes? Is this an emergence?" he asked Emily. "You know they don't like me taking personal calls during work time...."

It had been two weeks