Chapter 41: Steve

I got home from lunch on Monday, and saw that I had message waiting for me. I hit the play button and "Hello, Steve? This is Sarah, Dave's landlady, I or rather Dave needs a favor from you. Could you give me a call back this afternoon? Thanks."

I called her back, and asked her what was up. She explained what had happened that morning with Dave's walk and Bob going around with him, then asked if I could walk with him this Friday. I immediately said yes, and asked about what time he went for his walks. I sighed, it was too early in the morning for me, but I would be there for Dave.

I was glad the semester was over. I had been TAing a class on Friday mornings, and this just might run over into when that class was. I suppose though that I could take an extra day off working on my thesis. Maybe I can ask Dave to take a day off too, and we can watch the Cubs game.

Friday morning, much earlier than I normally would get up, I was up and headed for Dave's. Once I got out of town, there was almost no traffic and the ride was pleasant. For a moment I thought that maybe there was something to mornings, but that thought passed quickly.

Pulling in to Dave's I noticed that there wasn't anyone around. As I pulled off my helmet, I thought that I had seen the curtains move, Dave probably heard me pull up.

The door opened as I stepped onto his porch. "Hi Steve," he said somewhat listlessly.

"Good morning Dave." I ran my hand through my hair as I walked into his house.

"I see Sarah dragged you out here," Dave said as held the door open for me.

I sighed. "Dave, no one had to drag me out here. She asked me to come out and well, give you some encouragement. If you don't need it, I'll just wait here. I need to talk to you anyway."

Thor growled at me as Dave shut the door, so I squatted down and held out my hand to him. A sniff, followed by some licking and I started to scratch his head.

Dave stared at me for a minute, before asking, "Umm, maybe we could just talk during my walk?"

"What ever you want," I said. "Are you ready to go?" He nodded at his shoes, and while he put them on, I took off my jacket and set it and my helmet on a chair.

We headed out and Thor stuck right with us. I wondered how Dave could stand having him walk this close to him all the time. Thor never got more than a few feet away, a couple times I thought I would step on him.

After a few minutes I said, "Do you want to tell me about it?"

He looked over at me and asked to me to repeat what I said.

I repeated my question and he looked up at me and asked "Which?"

I said, "What's been going on since you moved out here." I looked down at him. "I'll understand if you don't want to talk, but I really want to hear it from you, with no one else around that you are happy about what is happening."

He looked around, so I did too. I didn't see anything or anyone. Apparently he didn't see anything to stop him, and he started talking. "Steve at first it wasn't all that fun. Sarah was doing things to me, instead of with me. It changed sometime during the weekend before I first got attacked."

I interrupted, "What happened that time, I never heard the whole story?"

"Some bullies tried to rob me, I didn't have any money on me, they told me to steal some from my mother, I laughed, they shoved me into the mailboxes. I ended up in the hospital with a concussion and cracked ribs. The ringleader is in juvie and I ended up with their trailers."

We kept talking as we walked, and I heard most of what I had been told earlier. I was surprised both by what he told me and how he felt about it, and even more because I realized that he was in some way enjoying it. I know that I was his friend, maybe even his first, but that I never showed him the sort of affection that he had needed.

By the time that he had finished his story we ended up near a big field. I asked him, "Is this where you were attacked?"

He nodded and shivered, "Yeah, Thor and I were playing fetch. The last time I threw the ball out was when they grabbed me."

Thor was whining a bit and looked like he was trying to watch everywhere.

Dave looked up at me, "I think we should go home now."

I nodded and we started to turn around to go back to the road. Before we got turned around, there was the crunching of tires on gravel. Thor started growling, and I spun around to look to see what was there, and I heard Dave make an odd sound. I saw a police car up there in a driveway and then heard Dave start crying.

I bent over and gave Dave a hug. I could see that he had wet his pants and realized that he needed more than just a hug. I got down on my knees, and just held him. He buried his head on my shoulder and cried.

While we stood there, I heard a voice calling out.

"Oh shit, shit, shit, Dave I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

Dave twisted his head, "I know Deputy Wildler. It was just the noise and surprise." He sniffled.

I picked him up and turned to the cop, "I'll take him home."

"You might want to take him over to Sarah's instead."

I nodded, "That's probably a better idea."

"I'll come over after I've changed."

He turned and headed to his home, and I started towards Sarah's. I was glad it wasn't too far, because this wasn't the easiest way to carry Dave.

As I walked up to her porch the door flung open and she shouted, "What happened?"

Chapter 42: Sarah

I heard Steve's motorcycle pull in, and a few minutes later I saw them walking down the street. I hope this goes well between them. I am pretty sure that Steve wants to talk to Dave alone, I know if I had found out anything strange about one of my friends, I would want to talk to them alone.

I finished up my morning ritual, and waited until the two of them would finish their walk. I sat watching TV and peeking out the window to see if they were coming yet. I got caught up in the sports news, and when I looked out, Steve was carrying Dave into my yard.

I jumped up and ran to the door. I pulled open the door and stepped out yelling, "What happened?"

They were a bit closer than I realized, but when I yelled Dave twisted his head around and looked at me. I was surprised to see that he had been crying. I looked down at Thor and he seemed a bit distressed, but it couldn't have been anything that Steve had done.

Steve looked at me and said, "We were talking in the field where Dave was attacked. We had just decided to leave when that cop pulled in. It was the noise that his car made in the gravel, Dave just lost it."

"I'll take him inside," I said as I reached out for him. Dave twisted even more trying to reach out for me.

"Dave be careful, I don't want to drop you," Steve said. Dave stopped squirming as Steve braced him to hand him to me. "Sarah you be careful too, Dave is, ummm… a bit wet."

I looked at Dave's pants, and they were soaked. I sighed, then looked over at Steve, his shoulder and pants from the hip down were quite wet too. "It looks like you are too, Steve."

Steve looked down at his pants, and I heard a mumbled "Damn." I smiled and said, "I don't think that I can give you my standard solution to that problem."

He gave me a puzzled look, and I mouthed, 'a diaper.' He looked surprised, and then blushed.

"I have a solution," he smiled. "I got caught in the rain one too many times, and now keep a pair of shorts and shirt on my bike."

I turned to carry Dave in and he headed off to his bike. I wondered how often he had been caught in the rain to have a solution to being soaked.

"Dave are you OK?" He looked me in the eye and didn't answer. "Well, let's get you cleaned up." He nodded at that, so I carried him into the bathroom and set him down next to the tub. I started undressing him, and he helped, but didn't actually try to do anything himself.

Thor didn't help, but he did sit there watching, except when he looked to see who came into the house. He returned and sat down again watching Dave.

Steve came down to the bathroom, and peeked in. "Do you have someplace I can shower?"

I winked to Dave, "What don't you want me to give you a bath when I am done with Dave?" Dave giggled, and Steve blushed again. It was good to hear Dave giggle.

Steve opened his mouth a couple of times, before I tossed him a towel. "There is a shower off my bedroom. I'll be with Dave for a bit, unless you wanted to wait for him to finish?"

Steve got a bit redder. "Ah, no the shower will be fine," and he disappeared down the hallway. I finished undressing Dave and filling the tub. The shower started as I got Dave in the tub and started his bath.

Steve took a fairly quick shower and came past where I was bathing Dave. He looked in, "I left the towel on the rack, is that all right?" I nodded. "Oh and I hung the hangers with your bras off the washcloth rack."

I felt my cheeks get warm, and Dave started giggling again. Steve just smiled and mouthed, 'gotcha.' He walked away and I finished up Dave's bath.

I drained the tub and dried off Dave. Picking him up, we went down to the nursery. I set him down and turned opening a dresser drawer, "The only underwear I have for you to wear are those panties we got at Walmart."

Turning around to hand him the panties, I saw that he was standing there holding a diaper. "You want to wear a diaper?" He nodded. "Are you sure, Steve is still sitting out there?" He nodded again. "OK, what ever you want."

I quickly diapered him and set him back on the floor. "So do you want some sweats to wear?"

He put his hand on the drawer with the sweats holding it closed, and pulled open the drawer below it. I was shocked, that drawer held the onesies and other babyish clothes that we had bought off the internet. He pulled out a pink romper dress and looked up at me.

"You're sure that is what you want to wear?" He nodded. "Do you want to talk about it?"

He shook his head and whispered, "Not yet."

I nodded and said, "OK, as soon as you are ready to talk, just start." I finished dressing him, and he held his arms up for me to pick him up. "Wait, let me fix your hair."

He lowered his arms, and I started brushing his hair. Once it was tangle free, I grabbed a comb and separated it so I could put it into pig tails.

He smiled up at me and held up his arms again. Picking him up, I asked, "You're sure you want to be dressed like this?"

He nodded and whispered, "I really need to be 'Baby Sissy' right now."

"What about Steve, will he be OK with this?"

Dave sighed, "I think so. I hope so. If not, be prepared to have me cry on Thor and you for a few days."

I carried Dave down to the living room. He couldn't see Steve's reaction, which was probably good. Steve's eyes popped open, and he pulled back. I gave him a questioning look and he shook himself. "Dave," he asked.

Dave twisted his head around and shook it. "I'm Sissy right now."

Steve's eyebrows raised and he hesitated, "I really can't call you Sissy. I, uh, it just doesn't seem right."

I could feel Dave start to quiver, like he was about to break down.

Steve must have seen that too, "Didn't you say another name earlier." He paused and looked up, "Cecelia, that was it. Is it Ok if I just use Cecelia?"

Dave stopped shaking and nodded. Steve stood up reached out for him. Dave reached back, and I passed him off.

Steve got a hold of him, and gave him a hug. Dave hugged back, and I could see just a hint of a tear in Steve's eye. I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Hang on, I'm going to sit down," he said. He sat down swinging Dave's legs around so the Dave ended up in his lap. Thor walked up and stuck his head into their laps. Dave reached over and scratched Thor's head.

"Cecelia, do you want to talk about it?"

Dave shook his head and whispered something. Steve whispered back, "OK, whenever you are ready," and held Dave a bit closer.

I looked at Steve, and did my best to read his body language. After the initial shock, he seems to be completely relaxed and natural now. I don't know if it was Dave or Steve, but I had a hard time believing that Steve was effectively cuddling a guy his age.

"Steve, would you like a cup of coffee? Or maybe some breakfast? How about you Sissy?" I could see that Steve still had a problem with hearing Dave called Sissy. I would have to ask him about that later.

Steve looked up at me, "Yes, please. Cream and sugar." Then he looked down at Dave, "How about you, do you want some coffee?" Dave giggled at that.

"I know what Sissy wants, did you want some breakfast? It's no problem."

Dave nodded, and Steve shrugged and nodded also. "OK, I'll be right back with the drinks and then make breakfast."

I made up a bottle for Dave and grabbed up a cup for Steve. Before I could get the coffee, there was a knock at the door. I answered the door, and wasn't surprised to see Deputy Wildler standing there.

"Hi Sarah, can I come in?"

I looked at him and said softly, "Right now Dave is Baby Sissy. You can come in if you promise not to tease or ridicule him."

He looked up, "I promise, I wouldn't do anything like that to him."

"Dave told me what you did after Christmas, I don't want to hear anything like that."

"I said 'I promise.' And I was an ass then. I promise I'll be good. Um, what should I call him?"

"Either Sissy or Cecelia." Then louder, "Come on in. Did you want some coffee?"