While I sat there, I noticed that sitting on the marble bathroom counter was another wet rolled up GoodNite. I knew for a fact that I hadn’t put it there, because I still had the one I had been wearing bunched up around my ankles. I finally surrendered to the idea that Mom or John must have come in during the night and changed me. It was a good thing they had too, because the one that was presently draped over my feet was completely drenched with pee.
All in all, I was on the toilet for about twenty-minutes and even then I wasn’t completely sure I was done. When I tried to wipe myself, I found that the contents of my bottom had splashed all over my butt cheeks as well as all over the inside of the bowl and the bottom of the seat. When I wiped myself, I got it all over the side of my hand and my thumb.