9/26/1999
Vicki awoke Cindy next, “Cindy, I gotta show you something.”
“What is it,” Cindy asked.
“I think the cats have found another room in the basement.”
“Another room,” Cindy replied now awake, “Let’s go.”
The two descended the stairs and soon crossed the basement. Moving aside several large boxed and other junk the soon found the outline of a door. Using a pry bar the two were able to quickly clear the debris away from the door. After that they tried every key on the key rings but to no avail.
“Let’s get Zachary, I’ll bet he can open it,” Vicki urged.
The two returned to the room and awoke Zachary. They guided the sleepy mage down the stairs to the newly discovered door.
“It’s locked,” Zachary said trying the door.
“We know that,” Cindy said, “can you open it?
“Yea, sure.”
From nowhere Zachary produced a thin metal strip. Quickly he maneuvered the strip into the lock and in no time it was opened. The three opened a door that led to a corridor. Using a flashlight the traveled to another door. Opening that one the now stood before a rather extensive wine cellar.
As they headed upstairs Vicki asked Zachary “If I became your apprentice would you teach me to do that?”
“Teach you what,” Zachary questioned?
“To pick locks and do the slight of hand tricks that you do,” Vicki stated?
“Those skill were never taught to me, by my master or anyone else,” he added, “I picked them up as I traveled.”
Zachary quickly ended that part of the conversation and headed back up the stairs. Vicki followed, “Zachary, will you teach me to be a mage like you?”
Zachary kept walking.
“Zachary, please, pretty please,” Vicki followed.
Finally Zachary turned around, “Why would you want to? You only know what you’ve seen, you have no idea how much danger there would before you, if you were to follow me.”
“You said I may have the gift for it, why will you not teach me,” Vicki continued to plead?
Zachary staggered past, Cindy and lay down on the bed Vicki followed him. Cindy looked at the two, “I know why,” she said frankly. Vicki sat up and looked at her, “Because he loves you.”
Zachary lay still on the bed. Vicki looked at him, then to Cindy. “I know he loves me but not in the same way he does you.” “I noticed it in the cave when we fought Meltoroth.” “The look in his eye was different when you fell than I.”
Cindy sat down between them. She placed her hands in Zachary’s, “Zachary I know you love me.” “As a brother would a sister, but not in the same way you care for Vicki.” Zachary sat up, “I know you haven’t said anything to Vicki because you fear you would hurt me.” “It’s okay I want to see you two together, it would hurt me more if you never told your feelings to each other.”
Cindy turned to Vicki, “Talk you too love birds, I’ll meet you downstairs.” “Besides, I just wouldn’t feel right me being with my cousin!” Cindy got up and left the two of them alone on the bed.
“Zachary is that true,” Vicki asked, “Do you really love me?”
“Yes I do, and I could not stand to loose you as an apprentice, friend, or lover.” “It would not be fair to you or your father. So please do not ask me for me to teach you until I feel you are ready.” “I don’t want to loose you.” Zachary moved forward and gently kissed Vicki. Vicki responded and pulled him closer to her as they quickly moved in to a more heated embrace.
Cindy grabbed the cats and headed down the stair as the two continued their romp in the sheets. “Dust Bunny, Agamemnon, when will I find somebody?” “I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life.” “Then when I find someone they turn out to be my cousin.” “Well fuzz balls what should I do?” She set the cat’s down in the den. Dust Bunny began to clean himself. Agamemnon turned and looked at Cindy and started to walk in to the kitchen his tail held high and pointed as if he wanted her to follow him.
Cindy got up and followed the cat. Once in the kitchen he jumped up on the table where they had set up Zachary’s computer, and modem. He stood on one side and meowed, while pawing at the keyboard. “You want me to use the computer to find someone for me?” “Wait,” Cindy, said, “Why the hell am I standing in the kitchen not only talking to a cat, but ready to take his advice?” After this remark Agamemnon looked away as if she had hurt his feelings.
“I might as well give it a try,” she said as she turned the machine on. “Where do I look,” she asked the cat? Agamemnon jumped off the table and landed on her lap. Once there he pawed at her diapers. “I’m going to find some one in my diapers,” she quizzed the cat? Cindy clicked on Netscape, and entered the password, and the Yahoo home page came up. Moving the cursor to the search area she entered the words ‘ADULT & DIAPERS,’ next she clicked return. She stared at the screen as the search began. Of the first twenty addresses that came up on the screen most were for companies selling baby or adult diapers, paging down she found one organization that caught her fancy: the ‘Diaper Pail Friends.’
Clicking on this she was transported to the DPF home page, after reading the legal formality she entered the site. She smiled with happiness as she found the roster, and its massive listing of singles, which were into diapers or would not mind having a girl friend that had to be in diapers. She was so lost in though, that she did not hear Zachary and Vicki enter the room. She almost jumped through the roof when Vicki touched her shoulder.
“Are you okay,” Vicki asked her surprised friend.
“Sure I’m fine, you should see this organization I’ve just found.” “It’s full of single, and couples who are in diaper, or enjoy baby play,” Cindy enthusiastic continued.
“I know,” Zachary said, “I have it book marked, and I’m also a member.”
“Well why didn’t you tell me about this place,” Cindy admonished him.
“With all that’s happened here in the last week or so, I haven’t had time to even look at my computer,” Cindy interrupted before he could finish.
“That’s no excuse, you naughty baby,” she slapped his diapered rear.
“So have you found anybody,” Vicki asked?
“Not yet but I’m not sure screening them,” Cindy replied. “I don’t want to be stalked by some lunatic.”
“That a good idea,” Vicki commented. “What type of man are you looking for?”
Cindy looked at the screen as the answers to her search parameters came up, “I’m not sure if I want a daddy or just an another baby to play with.”
“Well what ever you choose,” Vicki said, “I just hope your happy as we are.”
“I hope so, but I don’t think that there’s anyone else in the world like my cousin,” Cindy commented. She printed a list of the 10 she was most interested in. Look at he friends she asked, “Do either one of you have a highlighter?”
“Sure,” Vicki said digging through the kitchen junk drawer. “Here it is,” she said handing it to her friend.
Cindy highlighted three of the people on the list. “They say they’re babies, and I’d like another baby to share with.”
She chose one, guy named Aeon, who live in Portland. “Well I can write to him or I can call him, what do you think,” she asked her friends.
“Write him,” her two friends agreed. “First get to know him on paper then you can arrange a meeting.”
“It’s sound like a good ideas, but what about Emailing him,” Cindy asked?
“I’d learn more about him on paper before I emailed him,” Zachary advised. “Get to know each other first before you make some big mistake.”
10/06/1999
This morning started like every other morning, diaper changes, baths and breakfast. Zachary was stilling being cared for by the inseparable team of Victoria and Cynthia. Zachary and the girl were almost finished cleaning out the basement and were reading item for a rummage/antique sale starting on Friday. After lunch and the normal diaper chances the three go to talking. Cynthia was spending more time on line talking to a DPF member she had met out in California. “His name is Doug and he’s an architect.” She told her friends. “He lives in the Bay area, but unlike me he just wears diapers for fun mainly he’s a daddy.”
“So,” Vicki asked, “do you plan to meet him.”
Cindy looked at her friends; “Well actually we will all get to meet him this week end. You see he’s fly out from the coast this weekend.”
“Wow,” Vicki said, “Have told your parents?”
“No, but I guess I should.”
“And soon,” Zachary added.
“Well ladies let’s get a nap before the doctor comes,” Zachary headed off to bed. The two girls continued to play on the computer, until the doctor came. They led her upstairs to the sleeping Zachary.
“Zachary,” Vicki called. “Time to see the doctor.”
Zachary awoke, “Hi, doc.”
“Hi Zach, it’s time to remove you stitches.” Dr. Vasquez had him turn on to his left side and removed the remaining sutures. After a through examination she decided that he was healing well and could start to resume some of his normal actives as tolerated. She also stress that he was still healing and to take it easy until he was at 100%.
10/7/1999
In the continuing week Zachary, Cynthia and Vickie spent more and more time together becoming best of friend and constant companions. This arrangement didn’t change until Cynthia left to college in Portland. Vickie opted to become Zachary’s personal assistant and studied history with a more hands on approached tutored by Zachary. But for all involved their paths would again cross and there would always be more mystery beyond the Curse of Burnt Cove.