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 Deedee and Betty: A Rugrats erotica (f+,infant,lac,ws,scat,mast)

   by littleab

   Chapter One

   Dil Pickles sat on the grass, playing with his toes and drooling As he
watched, Betty, the mother of the Deville twins, ,Deedee, Stew, Drew and
Charlotte set up the tables for their afternoon picnic.  Suddenly, he
stopped, and his face turned bright red.  Deedee heard Dil grunting, and
went over to him.  She sniffed and smiled at him.  "Seems like someone is
going to need a diaper change.  I'll wait until you're finished, and then
we can change your diaper." Dil turned up his lips in a half frowning half
grin of evident enjoyment as the soft poop filled the back of his diaper
and spread throughout his crotch.  "Poopy." "That's right snookems.",
Deedee said patting the bulge in Dil's diaper, squishing the poop against
his little bottom.  Dil giggled as he felt the warm goop migrate towards
his balls, "You did go poopy." Deedee picked him up, and they headed
inside.

   Inside, Deedee was changing Dil's diaper.  She undid the tapes, and
looked at the huge mound of poop in Dil's diaper which had spread all over
his back side and down through his crotch.  "Oh, my Dillon prescot Pickles.
Someone did make a mess didn't they?" Dil grinned, and chortled as Deedee
began wiping his little bottom and balls.  Suddenly Dil loosed a stream of
urine into the air.  It hit Deedee squarely in the chest, before arcking
down, to splash on Dil and on the changing table.  Deedee felt the warm
spray hitting her in the chest.  She smiled as she felt the warm urine
squirting her on her breasts.  She moan with the beginning stirs of her
orgasm.  "Peepee.", Dil said smiling.  "Yes sweety!  Peepee!  You're making
mommy feel very good!" Deedee waited for Dil to finish, then cleaned up the
mess Dil had made, and wrapped him in a fresh diaper.  Then, she sat with
him in the rocking chair.  She removed her shirt, and place Dil's mouth on
her nipple.  Dil enjoyed the taste of her milk, and began to suck.  This
was their secret, because no one knew about Deedee's desire to suckle. 
Only Betty, because she did the same thing with Phil and Lil, enjoying the
sensual feelings their suckling mouths produced on her libido.  She said
she always loved to feel their peepees when the pups suckled at her tits.
Deedee, hugged Dil closer as she began to finger herself to orgasm.  With
one hand, she stroked herself, while with the other, she gently masturbated
Dil's little penis.

   Deedee knew from the Lipshits manual, the underground addition, that
babies did orgasm, not in the way we do, but they do orgasm.  The only
reason Lipshits didn't publish it publicly was due to the fact such
writings would be ridiculed, so Dr.  Lipshits said that being that she was
a naturalized mother, he would give her his manual as long as she didn't
show it to anyone except Betty.  He had spoken with Betty before during a
gynecological she had brought up concerns about how she felt toward Phil
and Lil when she gave them their bath, and fond out that she liked the same
very thing that Deedee liked, so he gave her a copy of his manual.  Deedee
had also said that she felt sexually attracted toward two children, and Dr.
Lipshits told her that it was perfectly normal to have these.  "In fact.",
Lipshits said straightening his tie, "This kind on bonding is good for the
baby, in his growing understanding of sexuality!  Also, it is good to have
these experiences so that the baby can express himself without feeling that
he is bad, or that he has to suppress his feelings." Deedee was thankful
indeed that she wasn't a doing a bad thing.  Her breath quickened as she
fingered Dil's little member faster, enjoying the feelings produced by her
libido as Dil suckled at her tit.  She also enjoyed the feeling of Dil's
wriggling penis and soft, baby smooth skin next to her hand.  The cooing
noises Dil was now making, and the sound of his disposable diaper crinkling
on her naked lap, combined with the smell of baby powder on his soft, baby
skin, were driving her over the edge!

   Just then, Deedee heard the front door open and close.  "Whose there?",
she asked.  She was afraid it was Stew or one of the others and that her
plan would be ruined.  "Just me Deed.", Betty said.  "Hurry Betty!  Come in
here!" Betty came into the room and saw Deedee nursing Dil with her finger
in her vagina.  Betty ran over to her, as she knew she was close to orgasm.
She ground her pussy against Deedee's leg in a primal passion as they both
orgasmed together.  Deedee could feel the wetness, slowly dripping through
the crotch of Betty's panties, and could feel Dil's little dick get stiff,
and begin to twitch rapidly in her hand.  "Oh, Betty!  Feel!  He's having
his little climax!" Deedee said breathlessly.  Betty, in her own orgasm,
thrust her hand down Dil's diaper.  Dil began to hump her hand.  Soon,
Betty felt Dil's dick twitch, and begin to squirt her hand with urine. 
"Peepee!", Dil said.  His stream squirted wildly around, on Betty's hand.
"aw pup!", she exclaimed, grinding her crotch against Deedee's leg.  "Oh
god.  Betty!" Betty grabbed her around the waist, and Deedee wrapped her
arms around her as they both thrust their tongues in each others mouths as
they fingered one another's crotch.  Dil began to grunt again, and Deedee
felt his diaper bulging on her lap as he began to poop and fill his diaper
once more.  "Oh, Betty!" "Yeah baby!", Betty exclaimed.  The smell of a
dirty diaper filled the air.  Betty rapped her arms around her, as her and
Deedee kissed and fingered each other faster, caught in the grip of their
orgasms.

   The smell of a poopy diaper made Betty and Deedee hotter as they
shuddered with one final climax, kissing passionately.

   Deedee put on a new shirt, and then, walking hand and hand, the two of
them took Dil outside, still enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm.

   Stew walked over to them.

   Where've you guies been?  We've been looking all over for you!  We're
about to start!" Deedee, at a loss for words, was rescued by Betty.  Betty
always so strong and shore of herself simply, "Just had to change the
Dilster." "But, what about your shirt?", Stew said, looking down at the new
shirt Deedee had put on.  In spite of the fact that she'd got peed on in
the most natural of situations as changing her son's diaper, the memories
of what she did during that diaper change, and the feelings she'd
experienced during the diaper change made her tongue tied again.  Again
Betty saved her, Betty was doing a lot that day.  "Ah, Deed got squirted by
the pup, so she had to change her shirt.  Now, where's the hamburgers, this
mamma is hungry!"

   The day went by in comfort, and later that night, Deedee thought about
what went on that day.  It made her wet to think about what she and Betty
did earlier in the afternoon at the picnic, and she definitely wanted to do
it again!

   Chapter 2



   Deedee lay in bed thinking about what went on between Betty and her that
afternoon.  She also thought about her son Dil.  She loved him so much, and
the experience they had brought them closer together than ever before! 
Then she thought about the other babies, and the conversations her and
Betty had about them.  "Do you think Kira might be in to...  In to..." "In
to makin' mammi with the pups?  I dunno' Deed." None of them knew, and that
was not good as far as they were concerned.  Both wanted to bring all the
parents and their babies into the act.  After all, they'd all read
Lipshitz, and had all visited his web site, and surely they must've seen
that link that said, "The study of primitive cultures and child rearing."
It contained information on everything that regular society didn't allow,
but since Dr.  Lipshitz had told his associates that the pages had been
written from a research and educational standpoint only, they were
relatively satisfied that Dr.  Lipshitz was exactly who he claimed to be. A
good Dr.  with the concern for the well-being of future generations of
children at heart.

   Dr.  Lipshitz told them that he had been researching primitive cultures
to show mothers and father's how not to raise their children, and of
course, they bought it.  Since Lipshitz was a good Dr., and he'd stayed out
of trouble, the public trusted him, due to his well established reputation
in the community.  Of course the web site was worded very carefully, so
that people who weren't pedophiles wouldn't want to click on the link that
said, "Subscribe to culture addition magazine." Of course there was more
security than that.  What Dr.  Lipshitz would do is first, on their client
intake form, he would ask them questions about them and their children.  He
would analyze them, and get an' idea as to how they felt toward their
children deep inside themselves where their secrets were safe from their
suppression reflexes, as well from as the beliefs they had carried from
their parents and society that made them believe that what they were doing
was wrong.  Once he got the idea that one of his client's had these
feelings, he would get them on his couch, and that was that!  He'd lead
them toward a big question by asking little ones that usually made his
clients uncomfortable.  Like, "Do you feel sexual toward your children?"
When his victims said know, he would ask them, even if they weren't really
the type to really engage in pedophilic activities, if they loved their
children.  When they said yes, he would ask them if that wasn't a form of
masked sexuality.  Ninety-nine percent of the time, the person being asked
the question would sit back, think for a few moments, and finally say, "Ya
know doc?  Somewhere inside I was having these feelings, but I had confused
them with something I believed to be nonsexual." Their responses were
usually due to their fear of Drs., placed upon them by parents who told
them they had to listen to Drs.  no matter what.  Deedee was just such a
person who placed her very trust and belief in such a man.  Once Dr. 
Lipshitz had gotten her on that couch, she had practically admitted, was
coerced into admitting she felt everything under the son toward her
children.

   Betty, on the other hand was a different story.  She was very resistant
to his methods for controlling his patients, and the man had to admit, that
even though she wasn't the Christian sex hater type, she did believe that
what she had for her children was genuine, honest' to Christ, love.  He
honestly didn't know what he would've done if Deedee didn't talk to her,
later that afternoon.  "Ya know Betty, I've heard of a lot of people who
would agree with Dr.  Lipshitz.  After all, Dr.  Lipshitz says love is a
component in sexual relationships, but is suppressed by the unconscious
mind, because it is believed to be an evil, unorthodox, instinct, brought
on by the genetic hatred of past generations." "Deed, that Dr.'s an old
windbag, and I don't believe a word about it!  I think he's a nut, and
deserves to have a semi run over his canonas!" "Betty!", Deedee said
stifling a nervous laugh.  "That's how I feel.  And your just as luny if
you listen to him." Betty 'stalked out of the house without another word.
She was determined to have Dr.  Lipshitz fired in the morning, even if she
had to go to the ends of the earth to do it.  She felt that no Dr.  with
ideas like that should be allowed to take care of children.

   Later that night, Betty had a dream.  She dreamed that Phil and Lil were
rolling around on top of one another in their crib.  It was as if her
subconscious brought up what her conscious didn't want to see.  She had
seen this earlier in the week, or at least she thought she did.  The dream
seemed so hazy, real and not real.  Phil and Lil were on top of each other,
humping one another, while they squished their wet and poopy diapers with
their little hands pressed against' each others diapered butts.  At the
time, Betty thought the pups were just wrestling, but now the dream brought
back with instant clarity, all the things she feared could be true.  And
while she dreamed, she heard one of the sentences she read from the
Lipshitz web site.  "Babies experience frequent sexual stimulation when the
genitals and anus make contact with their diapers during breastfeeding,
evacuation, or during household play.

   She was at Dr.  Lipshitz'' office the very next day.  When she told him
about the dream, he didn't care whether it was her egos masochistic desire
to plant false information caused by paranoia or not.  It didn't matter
whether the babies were actually wrestling or not because, like Freud, his
theory would be again validated, and so he told her it was her unconscious
telling her to be free, and radiate freely, and to also teach her children
to do so by including sexual contact when ever possible.

   And so, Betty apologized to Deedee for being so rude to her, and asked
her for help in' making the lives of her children better.  Of course Deedee
was glad to help, and taught her everything she knew.

   But as time progressed, Betty found herself giving in to her animal
instincts more and more, which wasn't very hard to do, because they were
already active as it was!  She began to devise new and creative ways of her
own, to get her children and herself off when their father wasn't around.
Not that if he ever caught her, she wouldn't be able to do anything about
his going to the police, and taking away her rights as a mother to the
Twins.  Howard, or Howie, as Betty sometimes called him, was afraid of her.
Not only, because of her strength and proportionate size to his own, it was
her personality.  It was masculine, the stronger of the two, while Howard's
was the weaker personality.  He'd do almost anything his wife told him to
do.

   Thoughts of Betty were going through her mind.  She wanted her in' bed
with her.  Wanted to feel her soft, naked skin against her.  Wanted to make
love with her under the sheets until daylight.  "Maybe sometime later, when
the men go on their stupid vacation with the Los Angeles Putters Club, then
we'll be able to spend more time together." With this, Deedee closed her
eyes and went to sleep with thoughts of what it would be like if her and
Betty could be with each other.

   Later in the night, Deedee was awakened by the sound of crying.  She
looked over at Stew who was fast asleep.  Smiling, she got up, and went to
the kid's room.  She opened and closed the door behind her, and went over
to the crib where Dil was sitting up and whaling to beat the dickens. 
"What's a matter Dillon Prescot?" She stuck her hand down Dil's diaper.  It
was a little wet, but Dil liked being in a wet squishy diaper as Deedee
knew, and he usually didn't complain until the urine would become stale
begin to burn his skin.  What then was the matter?  "Are you hungry
sweety?" At those words, Dil smiled, reaching for Deedee's nighty.  Deedee
unsnapped her nursing bra, and placed Dil's mouth on her nipple.  Deedee
sighed, as she felt Dil's powerful pull on her teat, as he sucked
vigorously on her nipple.

   Just then, she felt a little tug on her arm.  The tug startled her at
first, and she looked around to see who had their hand on her arm.  She was
relieved when she saw Tommy standing there, looking at her and Dil. 
Apparently, Dil's crying had woken him up, and he had toddled over to Dil's
crib when Deedee came in, to see what she was doing to his little brother.
"Come here sweetums.  Mommy has a surprise for you." She lifted Tommy on to
the crib next to Dil, and unbuttoned the other side of her bra.  Tommy
could smell her sweet milk, and remembered it from a long time ago, when
Deedee had first experimented with her newly found sexual feelings before
she'd went to see Dr.  Lipshitz about her feelings toward Dil and Tommy.

   Tommy quickly latched on, and sucked even stronger than his little
brother!  Months of drinking from bottles had given him powerful jaw
muscles.  The pleasant tingling sensations from Deedee's sensitive nipples
were now being transferred to her pussy.  The feeling of two eager mouths
sucking on her tits was driving her inexorably to a tremendous climax.

   Deedee jumped, as she felt a hand at her vagina.  She looked down to see
that Tommy had placed his hand at the opening of her pussy, reveling in the
warm, wet, slippery feeling on his little hand.  "Rooo!", Tommy said
squeezing her pussy lips, causing Deedee to jump in surprise.  Tommy,
afraid that he hurt his mother quickly drew his hand back.  "It's ok
sweety. Just don't squeeze so hard.  Here, mommy will show you." Deedee
took Tommy's little hand, and began to move it in and out of her wet
vagina. Her pussy began to throb and tingle.  "Oh!  that's right sweety!",
she said breathlessly.  She knew it wouldn't be long before her boy sent
her to another abdominal clenching orgasm.

   All at once, Tommy found her G spot, and began to rub it with the back
of his tiny hand.  "Oh, God yes!", Deedee said, as she ground her pussy
against Tommy's hand.  Suddenly, the two nipples on which Tommy and Dil
were sucking got very hard in' there mouths, and Deedee's pussy began to
throb and pulsate around his little fingers, sending some creamy stuff on
to Tommy's hand.  "peepee?", Tommy asked.  "That's right sweety.", Deedee
said recovering a little from the Earth shaker she'd just gone through. 
"Peepee."

   After she'd come down to earth again, she changed the boys diapers. 
Somehow, they'd gotten a little wetter then they'd been when Deedee first
entered the room, and Deedee couldn't understand how.  She thought it was
funny, because she'd just checked them when she entered the room, and they
were dry.  Maybe Dr.  Lipshitz was right when he said that babies sometimes
pee and poop when having orgasm.  After spinning the mobile over Tommy's
and Dil's cribs, she turned off the light, and headed for her bedroom.

   When she got there, Stew was sitting up in bed.  "Where were you for the
last fifteen minutes.  "I was changing Dil's dirty diaper.", she lied.  It
leaked on to the sheets, so I had to change them too." "Oh.", 'stew said,
looking a little relieved.  "I thought something might've been wrong, when
you didn't come back after a while.  Honey?" "Huh!"', Deedee said.  Her
mind was on what happened about five minutes ago.  "Are you feeling ok? 
You look a bit flushed!" "No, I'm fine.  I'm just tired from doing all that
work at two o'clock in the morning." "Well, come to bed Deed.  I'll make it
go away." Giggling, Deedee climbed into bed, drowsing in the warmth of her
husband's arms.

   The next morning, Deedee awoke to the sun streaming on from the window.
She looked at the other side of the bed.  Stew wasn't there.  Apparently he
had already gotten up, and Deedee remembered that Stew said he'd be out for
the rest of the day, picking up things for his newest invention in the
basement.  She began to wonder how she and Betty could get together when
the men went on their vacation when suddenly, the phone rang.  Deedee
picked it up.  "Hello?" "Hey Deeders.  I was just wonderin'' how you and
the pups were getting along."' "They're just fine Betty.  Just fine.  What
are you doing today?" "Ah, I figured on taken the pups shopin' with me. 
Their's a sail on jeans in the clothes department, so I figured I'd get me
a pare.  Plus Howie needs some new shirts, and I thought I'd pick up some
outfits for the pups while I'm there." "I'd like to come with you Betty.  I
was thinking of bringing Chuckie with us, since Chaz asked me to babysit
him while he went to that self help conference uptown.  I'm dropping Tommy
and Dil off at Grandpa's." "Sound's like a good plan Deed.  I'll meet ya
then." "Ok Betty.  Bye." Deedee hung up the phone, and headed for the
nursery to get her boys ready for breakfast, and change their clothes for
when they would go to Grandpa's later that afternoon.

   Later, after dropping Tommy and Dil off at Grandpa's house, they took
Chuckie and the twins to the mall.  Betty placed the twins in a double
seated shopping cart, and waited for Deedee and Chuckie.  Deedee got a
cart, and the two found Betty and the twins.  Deedee looked at her list. 
"hmmm.  Their's not to much they don't have here Betty!" "You got plenny a
diapers?  I don't know about you, but Phil and Lil have been puttin' out
extra!" "Well, I am running out.  I guess we could use more diapers."
Deedee and Betty got everything on their lists, and were just about to
leave.  "Uhh oh Deed.  Looks like the Chuckster's about to pay his water
bill." Chuckie had stopped, and was now fidgeting and holding his crotch.
Deedee ran over to him.  "Do you need to use the bathroom Chuckie?"
"Potty.", Chuckie said desperately.  "Ok, sweety.  We'll go write now."
Deedee hadn't noticed, but she was feeling the need to pee as well.  "Say
Deed.  I think the Chuckster started somethin'.  This mama's burstin'!"
"Same here Betty.  Isn't that funny?" "Well Deed, it feels to me like I'm
gonna' do the dance I did as a little girl.  I really gotta' booggy!" They
all headed for the bathroom.  Despite the crowded mall, there wasn't a
line. They all went in, but to Chuckie's dismay, there was only one stall
and a urinal.  Betty walked over to the urinal, faced it backwards, and
began to pee standing up.  "Heheh.  I'm ridin' side saddle Deed."Betty!  I
didn't know you knew how to do that!" "Take care of the pup.", Betty said,
pointing at Chuckie.  She gave Deedee a slie wink, and glanced nonchalantly
in the direction of the stall.  Deedee took Chuckie's hand, and together,
they walked into the stall.  "Now honey, Deedee has to go peepee too, and
only one person can sit on the potty at a time." She sat down.  Outside,
she could hear Betty changing the Twins diapers, and the smell of poop
filled the bathroom.  "Wo Phillie!  We have got to change your diet!"
Chuckie had stopped fidgeting, and was now doing a full fledged peepee
dance as he grew more desperate.  Deedee pulled down his pants, then his
little tighty whities, exposing his little penis.  Deedee relaxed, and
allowed her stream to tinkle into the toilet.  Chuckie whimpered as he was
about to let go altogether.  "Now Chuckie, if you wanna' go peepee, stand
between Deedee's legs.  That's the way.  Now, point your peepee between my
legs.  Aim it at the potty sweetheart.  Chuckie.  Hesitated for a second
until he heard the door close, as Betty left.  Be waitin' outside for ya
Deed.  Have fun." "Ok, Betty." "Ok Chuckie.  It's ok now.  Go head sweety."
Chuckie couldn't hold it anymore, and his stream squirted Deedee on her
crotch.  Chuckie tried to reaim his stream into the toilet bowl, but Deedee
grabbed his hand reassuringly.  "It's ok Chuckie.  Your making ME feel good
sweety." Chuckie's pee splashed Deedee on her crotch.  She moaned as she
violently, climaxed, dripping come into the toilet, her back arching as
Chuckie's stream splashed on her clitoris.  Deedee removed Chuckie's shirt,
pulled off his shoes, then his socks.  She looked down at the naked
Chuckie, and her mouth began to water and her pussy to moisten once more.
`Come here, up on Deedee's lap sweety." Chuckie climbed on to her lap, and
lay with his head cradled in her left arm, while her other hand cradled
Chuckie's bottom.  She loved the smoothness of those little round globes of
childhood, and the warmth of his skin against her legs and stomach.  "Put
your hand down here sweety.", Deedee said pointing to her vagina.  "Put it
in Deedee's peepee.  It'll make Deedee feel real good!" Chuckie, with a
confused expression on his face, did as he was told.  He put his hand into
Deedee's pussy.  Deedee moaned with pleasure as her orgasm grew more
intense.  She bent down to the right, placing her lips around Chuckie's
little erect penis, sucking the whole organ in to her eager mouth.  Chuckie
gasped, as he felt Deedee's warm mouth enveloping his member.  As Deedee
sucked, she held Chuckie's body closer as she felt his penis growing
stiffer in her mouth.  Chuckie continued to finger Deedee's pussy, his
breath coming faster and faster until suddenly his penis began to twitch,
and his whole body began to shudder with a feeling not unlike euphoria, as
his penis loosed a stream of urine into Deedee's mouth.  Deedee was
expecting this, and she used her jaw muscles to quickly swallow his pee as
it squirted on to her soft palate.  Betty was waiting outside with the
twins, when she heard a guttural moan that bounced and echoed off the walls
of the bathroom like a gunshot.  It made her pussy wet just thinking about
what was going on in there.

   A man walked up to the bathroom like he needed to go really bad.  "Sorry
pow.  Pot's occupied." "But...  But..." "Look buddy, there is a woman in
there taking care of a little toddler who has more of a need than you.  so
scuhdew!" "But, what do I do?  I have to piss like a race horse!" Betty
grabbed him, "First of all, you could start by watchin' your mouth around
my pups, and secondly, if you have to piddle that badly, go behind all the
clothes over there, and do your thing.  Hopefully the management won't
notice."

   Inside the bathroom, Chuckie's body stopped shuddering, and he looked up
at Deedee with wide eyed wonder at the feelings he got from her touch. 
"Are you ok now Chuckie?" Chuckie nodded, a pleasant smile on his face. 
"Now remember Chuckie, you can't tell anyone what we did, because they
wouldn't understand, and Deedee would get in trouble and we wouldn't be
able to do what we did just now ever again.  So don't tell anybody.  Ok
sweety?  It'll be our little secret.  Ok Chuckie?" Chuckie smiled and
nodded.  "Ok.  Now lets put your clothes back on."

   After she'd gotten Chuckie back into his clothes, Deedee and Chuckie
left the bathroom, and they met up with Betty, and headed for the car. 
Betty told her about what had happened when Deedee was inside, and she
giggled.  She wondered if the man really went behind the clothes rack, when
they both heard footsteps running behind them.  The two moms stopped and
watched as they saw a man, who had clearly wet himself, judging by the
yellow stain on the front of his shorts, running past them and out the door
in to the parking lot.  "I guess he couldn't wait.", Betty said laughing.

   After stopping at Friendlies, where the two moms drank a coffee, and the
twins shared an ice cream cone, and Chuckie was given a coke, they all
headed to Deedee's house, where Chaz and Kira would drop by later to pick
up Chuckie.  Putting Phil, Lil, and Chuckie in the playpen, Betty and
Deedee went 'into the bedroom.  Betty closed the door, and got on top of
Deedee who was already nude, and laying on the bed.  She quickly took off
her clothes, and the two kissed passionately, and explored each other's
bodies.  "I love this Betty.  I never thought someone could have a bonding
experience like this." "You and me both Deeders.  Oh, God!  Deed!" Deedee
had found Betty's G spot, sending Betty through a body shuddering orgasm.
Betty totally relaxed, allowing the waves of pure, unadulterated pleasure
to wash over her.  Betty was so relaxed that her bladder loosed, and Deedee
could feel the warmth creeping over her stomach, and down between her legs.
Deedee felt her own orgasm pending, and she put her lips around Betty's
nipple.  Betty, quick to respond, turned her own body counter clockwise, so
that she could suck Deedee's teat as well.  Sucking each other's milky
teats, the two horny mothers fingered each other's crotch's until they both
exploded, in a primal passion, coating their hands with their come as it
came out of their steaming pussies.  Afterward, the two of them lay on top
of one another.  They faced each other, and kissed, probing every inch of
one another's anatomy.

   They heard footsteps running in the hall.  They sounded as if they were
coming from the living room.  Was it Stew, coming home early?  Was it Kira,
already finished with the days errands?  What would who ever it was say
when they saw Deedee and Betty on top of one another lying in a bed that
had apparently been pissed in The door burst open, and Chuckie rushed in
with tears in his eyes.  He stood at the door and ran over to Betty who by
this time was sitting up with her legs dangling off the bed.  "Whatsa
matter Chuckster?", she said pulling Chuckie to her.  She held him to her
chest.  "Ok.  Now whatsa matter pup.  Wo!" As Betty had Chuckie standing so
that her knee was between his legs, Chuckie began wetting his pants.  Betty
looked down as she felt the warm pee dripping on to her leg, and held
Chuckie closer as he began to sob against her chest.  "I'll get something
to clean that up.", Deedee said.  "Must've been the coke you drank
Chuckie.", Betty said hugging him and patting him on the back.  "Poopoo.",
Chuckie said, putting one hand on his rear.  His face turned red with the
effort of holding in his poop.  In spite of his best efforts, Chuckie knew
that he was going to poop his pants.  Betty must've sensed this, because
she took his hand off his rear, and placed it around her proportionate
middle.  "Honey.  if you gotta' poop that badly, you go right ahead and do
it.  I won't mind." She hugged Chuckie closer, and waited for him to poop
in his pants.  "It's ok.", she said.  "You won't be in trouble.  Will just
tell people 'you had an accident." Chuckie gave 'in, and hugged Betty
closer.  Betty knew what he was about to do, and hugged Chuckie tighter. 
She then felt Chuckie's abdominals begin to tighten against her stomach,
and heard Chuckie softly grunting.  It was like The sound he made as a
baby, playing in the sandbox with Tommy and the twins, or when he stood at
the side of the playpen, languishing in the pleasant feelings coming from
his nether regions and he filled his diaper.  Now, Betty could sense that
Chuckie was feeling helpless as for the first time since he was a baby, he
was losing control and was helplessly filling the back of his pants.  She
would do what ever it took to comfort him, and help him to except his
situation.  Betty placed her hand on Chuckie's bottom, and felt the bulge
growing in the back of his pants.  The smell of poop filled the room,
making Betty hot.  Then, she felt more wetness dripping on her leg, as
Chuckie's bladder and bowels automatically let go.  Chuckie's face turned
bright red, and the bowel spasms he was having kept on coming as his bottom
made squelching, spluttering sounds.  This lasted for about 2 and a half
minutes, and Betty could tell Chuckie was taking a huge dump in his pants.
When he was finished, Betty pulled Chuckie up on to the bed and layed him
on top of her.  She knew he would feel secure against her soft bosom.  She
heard Chuckie sigh, and felt him wetting his pants again.  The pee soaked
her stomach, and she moaned in extasy and her orgasm shuddered threw her.
She placed Chuckie's 'mouth on her nipple, and he began to suck.  The
sucking motions of his lips, and the smell of poop sent her over the edge.
She reached back and squished the poop up Chuckie's butt.  Chuckie
remembered the pleasant, squishy feeling of poop against his bottom from
when he was a baby, and it felt great to him.  Chuckie began to hump
against her until his body shuddered in his own orgasm.

   Before the men got home, Betty and Deedee had put all of the messy
clothes and bed linens in the washing machine, and had cleaned up the spot
on the rug where Chuckie had peed.  If Stew asked why there was a wet spot,
or why the mattress had been flipped over, or why their were sheets on it,
"Deedee would say that she was changing Tommy's diaper on the bed, and he
had peed.  If her story was believed, and if Stew didn't think about the
trajectory issues, all would be safe.

   Betty and Deedee sat in the living room, drinking coffee, like any other
ordinary afternoon, as they waited for Chaz, Stew, and Howard to arrive,.
When they did, no questions were asked concerning the wet spot.  The story
about Chuckie's accident was believed.  "Oh well.  Accidents happen.", Chaz
said picking Chuckie up.  "Ready to go home little guy?" Chuckie nodded
happily, and they headed out the door.  Betty grabbed the twins, and she
and Howard went home as well.  "Did you have a nice day?", Stew said. 
"Yes.", Deedee said.  "It was just fine." She began to think about the
things she and Betty had done.  "Yes.  There would be other times to have
fun.", Deedee thought as she climbed in to bed that night.  "And many new
things to try out." Yes there would be lots of new things to try out with
Chuckie, Tommy, Dil, Phil and Lil, and Deedee could hardly wait to see how
it would all turn out.

   Chapter 3



   The next day, after she'd had her little fling with Chuckie in the
grocery store bathroom, Deedee began thinking of how she could get Kira
into the act.  After she'd eaten breakfast, she went over to Betty's house
to discuss the plans.  Betty was there, sitting on the sofa, while the
twins wrestled in the play pen.  "All right you pups.  You behave
yourselves while Deed and I share a cup a Joe in the kitchen." The two went
into the kitchen and sat down at the table where they could keep an eye on
Phil and Lil.  "I'll get the Java.", Betty said getting up and reaching for
the coffee mugs on the counter.  She poured them each a cup, and sat back
down.

   "So, how we gonna' get Kira to play along?" "I don't know Betty.  Maybe
we could just tell her?" "Nah.  She'd probably wanna' take our heads off,
and this mamma doesn't wanna' spend the best years of her life in club fed.
I just dunno Deed." "I've got it!", Deedee said, clapping her hands in the
air.  "What?" "We could find a way to get Kira to see Lipshitz, and he
could introduce her to the concepts he introduced us to!" "But how, Deed?
That woman's got an iron constitutional." "Hmmm.", Deedee thought,
scratching her head.  She couldn't think of a single thing.

   Later, as Betty and Deedee were still thinking of what to do, the phone
rang.  Betty went to answer it.  "hello?  Betty?", said a voice on the
other end of the line.  "Chaz?  What in the world you doin' home so early?"
"Well, I just got the day off.  Listen, I need to take Chuckie to Dr. 
Lipshitz." "Chuckie?" "What's wrong Deedee asked.  "Hold on.", Betty said.
"What's wrong with the Chuckster?" "He's starting to touch himself."
"Where?", Betty asked a little insistently.  "Well, it's kind of
embarrassing." "Now look Chaz, how the heck am I gonna' know where your
talkin'' about, if you don't tell me?" "well:

   he seems to be touching his...

   uhh..

   his peepee." Betty tried to stifle a smile as what Chuckie had been
doing dawned on her.  "Ah...  Wo!" "Yeah.  I hope I didn't do anything that
caused him to act like this.  Who knows, he might spread it to Kimi, and
then what would Kira and I due?" "Ah, I'm sure it's nothin'' Chaz, just go
to Dr.  Lipshitz and see what he has to say." "I just hope he's ok.  I
wouldn't want anything to happen to him.  He's my little guy you know?" "I
know Chaz.  Let me know what he says, ok?" "Ok.  Buy Betty, and thanks."
"Don't mention it Chaz.  Buy."

   "Who was that?  And what was that about Chuckie going to Dr.  Lipshitz?"
"Wo!  Wo!  One question at a time Deed.  Chaz found the Chuckster playin''
with his Willie, and so he's takin'' him to Lipshitz." "Oh, I thought it
was something bad."

   Chaz had called Kira on his cell phone, and she said she'd come right
over.  They made an appointment for that afternoon with Dr.  Lipshitz, and
they got ready.

   In the car on the way to Dr.  Lipshitz' office, Kimi and Chuckie sat in
car seats while their parents talked up front.  "Ge.  I hope nothing's
wrong with Chuckie." "I'm sure he's ok.  Koibito.  I'm sure it's something
that Dr.  Lipshitz will be able to fix." "I hope so.", Chaz said.  "I don't
know what I'd do if anything happened to my Chuckie." "O, don't worry Chaz.
I'm sure it'll be all right, and we'll have Chuckie right as rain!"

   "Ge Chuckie, I'm sorry you gotta'' go to the Dr.  Why do you have to go
anyway?" "I dunno Kimi.  My daddy starded actin a little funny when I
touched my special spot." "Where Chuckie?" "My peepee.", Chuckie pouted. 
"oooo, I've never done that before!"

   At Dr.  Lipshitz office, Chaz sat in one of the big chairs which sat
facing the window.  Chaz, a worried look on his paling face, turned to Dr.
Lipshitz..  "So your saying that this behavior is normal?" "Yes.", Dr. 
Lipshitz said, putting his hands on the arms of the chair he was sitting
in. "The child is only wanting security in these types of behaviors.  I'm
wouldn't be surprised if your daughter Kimi doesn't exhibit the same
behaviors already!" "Kimi!", Kira said, feeling a bit more apprehensive
than she had when they both walked into Dr.  Lipshitz' office.  "Well doc,
we really haven't been paying attention that much.", Chaz said.  "Although
there was that time I was changing Kimi's diaper." "Oh yes?", Dr.  Lipshitz
asked.  He wanted to hear more.  This was the type of story he especially
liked to hear, because unknown to his clients, his pedophilic tendencies
seemed to venture more into the public, like a small child weighting a
little further into the strong current of a summer undertow, just to see
how far he could venture out, before he was sucked out to sea, caught in
the grip of that powerful pull.  It was as if some monster were trying to
disassemble his reason, forcing Dr.  Lipshitz relentlessly onward, caught
in the grip of his desires.  But there was one thing he could count on. 
His reputation, the trust that people had put in him to raise their
children right seemed to act as a shield, allowing the Dr.  to secretly
manipulate his clients into carrying out his most darkest fantasies. 
Although, the more he thought about it, the less it seemed that what he
said about children were lies.  All his life, he'd studied the cultures of
primitive tribal tradition, and saw that children often were raised with
sexual play as the introduction to spiritual freedom.  He didn't care
whether their actions were those of a lustful society, if you could call it
that, caring to little about whether they were harming their future
generations or not.  He didn't care if such societies didn't even know any
better!  All he cared about was that his clients bent to his desires.  Of
course, there was probably some reason behind what he was doing, existing
in the deep dark roots of his subconscious, waiting to drag him down to the
primal hell that probably existed somewhere in his childhood, but again, he
didn't care.  Nor did he want to know what that reason was.  The enjoyment
of what he was doing held him captive, like the pendulum of a clock will
sometimes hold you captive, hypnotizing you if you stair at it long enough.
What he was doing, had already coursed through his veins, and it was
impossible to stop.  He didn't even want to stop.  Dr.  Lipshitz new on
good authority that Drs.  were already practicing such things because of
their understandings of Child sexuality, but what Dr.  Lipshitz was
advocating was far from the norm as far as other Drs.  saw it.  He was
suggesting and promoting incestual practices, "in order to teach children
about sexuality", or so he said.  Dr.  Lipshitz had no interest in teaching
his clients about how to raise children to explore themselves with the aid
of their privacy teaching them self-respect and growth through
understanding of their sex.  Instead, Lipshitz advocated that the parents
and friends of their children be amerced in erotic lustful situations in
order that his lust might be satiated.

   "What about this diaper changing episode?", the Dr.  asked.  "Well, I
was changing her diaper like I said, and I noticed she was coming down with
a diaper rash so I got out some decitin.  I was rubbing it on her...  Her
private area, and she began to...  squirm!" "What was your impression at
that time." "I really didn't think she was acting...  Well, you know... 
Sexual.  I just thought she was a little excited, the way kids usually are.
We were going to the zoo that day, and I assumed that Kimi was excited, and
couldn't wait to go." "You know doc, now that I think of it, it almost
seemed like she was trying to make more contact with my fingers!" "Yes. 
That is it.  Babies are sexual, and they thrive on physical touch to
receive happiness from those they love.  But if you stunt the child's
sexual development, you could give him reasons to have anxiety and social
discomfort in later life.  He's already exhibiting symptoms of insecurity
already.  probably due to the death of his mother.  It seems to me that the
child is seeking security from you and his present mother.", he said
looking at Kira.

   All and all, Dr.  Lipshitz thought his session with the Finsters went
quite well.  Kira would need just a little more convincing, and she would
be fulfilling his desires.  And he was sure that with the help from Deedee
and Betty, they would be converted pedophiles by the end of the week.

   Deedee and Betty sat in the living room, drinking coffee as they watched
their favorite soaps on TV while they waited to hear from Chaz and Kira. 
"I wonder how they made out at Dr.  Lipshitz?" "I dunno Deed.  Kira can be
tough to convince." "Well, I hope everything goes all right.  I hate to see
Chuckie and Kimi be deprived of their happiness.  I don't know how it would
effect them both in the long run." "That's ok Deed.  If they don't listen
to the doc, then we can show the pups a thing or two about how to get the
ovens heated up.  Huh Deeders?" Well I---" Just then the phone rang. 
"Hello?" Betty said.  "Oh, hi ya Chaz." She looked down at Phil who was
getting red in the face.  A few seconds later, a loud, squelchy sound,
accompanied by a long bubbling fart, came from the direction of Phil's
diaper.  "Uhh, hold on.  I'll put Deed on the phone, Phillie's makin'' big
business.  She handed Deedee the phone as she carried Phil into the
nursery. "Hello Chaz." Deedee listened intently as Chaz told them about the
appointment with Dr.  Lipshitz.

   In the nursery, Betty removed Phil's diaper, wiped his dirty bottom, and
was about to put another clean diaper on him, when his butt erupted again,
sending a spray of semisolid poop on to the changing table and on to the
new diaper she was about to put on him.  "Ehh, can't use at' one.", she
said patiently.  She waited a few minutes.  Even though Phil had stopped
messing, she wanted to be sure that he was thoroughly cleaned out.  She'd
forgotten that babies usually poop again if you change their diapers
immediately after they first open up.  A few minutes later, Phil fired his
final shot, covering the table with more mess.  Betty cleaned off the
changing table and threw the messy diaper in the trash can.  She was going
to put a diaper on him, but thought for a minute.  "We got time before Chaz
and Kira and the others get here.  Don't we?"

   "And he said as long as we keep it up, Chuckie and Kimi will have happy
and secure lives." He sounded relieved, but Deedee still wasn't sure about
Kira.  "What about Kira.  What does she think about all of this.  It's got
to be strange to hear all the things you thought were harmful to a child,
being prescribe by a Dr." "Oh, she's all right.  She's a little skeptical
of Dr.  Lipshitz' technique, but I told her I would do anything to make my
Chuckie happy." "Well, I hope everything goes ok." "I'm sure it will
Deedee, and thanks." "For what Chaz?" Just then Betty came into the room.
She held Phil in her arms, totally naked!  "Who's at?  Chaz?" Deedee
knotted.  "Uhh you know.  For being there for all of us." "Certainly Chaz.
We always wanna help you all out any time.  All you have to do is ask. 
We're all best friends!" "Yeah.  Well any way, thanks a lot Deedee." "Your
welcome Chaz." Deedee talked for a bit longer, and then hung up the phone.
She told Betty about the conversation she had with Chaz, and Betty sighed.
"That's great Deeders." She was now holding Phil on her lap.  Deedee felt a
tug on her leg, and saw Lil standing there, her arms reaching out to her.
"Oh, you pore thing.  You want some attention to?" Deedee picked the little
toddler up, and held her to her chest.  She gently pulled at the tabs on
Lil's diaper, removing it and dropping it on the rug.  She slowly massaged
Lil's pink pussy, causing little moans of pure delight to escape from the
little girls mouth.  Betty watched her best friend playing with her
daughter's pussy.  The sight made her moist just seeing this social taboo
that she'd never thought about until she talked to Dr.  Lipshitz, being
played out right here in her home.  She was stroking Phil's tiny penis,
when suddenly, Phil's penis became stiff, and he began to soak the front of
her blouse.  "Aw Phillie!  You're makin'' me percolate." She positioned
Phil higher so his pee was squirting on her nipples.  Betty shuddered with
the beginnings of her orgasm.  On the other side of the room, Deedee felt
her lap getting wet as Lil's body began to stiffen, and she began to pee in
the grip of her orgasm.  It seemed that there sexual habits almost occurred
at the same time.  Deedee gently kissed Lil on the forehead.  "There you go
sweetheart.", she said smiling down at the little girl in her arms.

   Deedee and Betty had just gotten Phil and Lil in diapers, and had
changed in to new clothes, when they heard the phone ringing again.  It was
Chaz saying that he and Kira would bring Chuckie and Kimi over.  They
wanted to see what Dr.  Lipshitz was talking about.  Deedee and Betty got
the furniture cleaned up, and were just about to sit back down when the
doorbell rang.  Betty got up and answered the door.  "Hi ya Chaz.  I see ya
brought the pups!" "Yeah, and Kira and I are a little unsure of how this
child sex thing works." "Well, don't you worry Chaz.  Deed's got a whole
article Dr.  Lipshitz wrote in her dresser." Betty, Deedee, Chaz and Kira
gathered around the computer, while Deedee showed them Dr.  Lipshitz' web
site on child rearing.  "You see Chaz?  It says that if not allowed to
explore their sexual feelings in their infant to toddler years, children
can become withdrawn, and show a lack of mistrust in later years of
adolescence, and abstain from talking to parents about critical matters,
out of fear their parents will think them bad or even dirty for having such
desires." "Oh, my!", Chaz said picking up Chuckie.  "Don't worry little
guy. We'll give you all the love you need." "I still don't know Chaz." "Ah,
what's to know Kira.  Look, lets take the pups into the living room and see
how they take!", Betty said.  "Hmmm.", Kira said thinking.  "Ok.  But, if
they don't like it, than we won't do it any more.  Ok coibito?", Kira said
looking at Chaz.  "Fine.", Chaz said picking up Chuckie.  Betty picked up
Kimi, and they all headed for the living room.

   In the living room, Betty sat down with Kimi on her lap, and Kira sat
down in the easy chair with Chuckie.  "You start first Kira.", Betty
prompted.  "Kira, uncomfortable with the whole thing, was about to call the
whole thing off, when she felt Chuckie pressing his body against her
stomach.  She looked down in amazement at the look of sensual pleasure on
Chuckie's face.  Chuckie had remembered what it was like lying in Betty's
warm embrace the day before when he'd had his accident.  Curiously, Kira
reached down and felt the protrusion in Chuckie's shorts.  He was erect! 
Despite her mixed feelings of confusion and fear, Kira was beginning to be
turned on by Chuckie's ministrations.  Betty looked at Kira and smiled. 
She knew that look in a woman's eyes.  She seen it hundreds of times before
when her and Deedee made love, and she knew that Kira was getting horny in
spite of herself.  Betty placed her hand against Kimi's diaper and felt
something beating against it.  "She's peeing!", Betty thought.  She removed
Kimi's diaper, and wiped her clean with baby wipes.  By this time, Kira had
removed Chuckie's clothes, and was now snuggling Chuckie's warm body
against hers.  She felt his erect penis poking into her belly button.  "How
does he know how to do this?", she wondered.  She gently gripped Chuckie's
little penis between her thumb and forefinger, and began to slowly
masturbate him.  "Now when the Chuckster comes, he's gonna pee, so I'm just
warnin'' ya now." "Oh, that's ok.", Kira said.  KIRA gasped as she felt a
hand at her covered vagina.  Chuckie was rubbing her pussy with his little
hand.  The contact her clitoris was making with her panties was driving her
up the wall!  She quickly pulled down her pants, and allowed Chuckie's hand
to enter her vagina.  Kira moaned as she grew closer and closer to her
orgasm.  Suddenly, she felt Chuckie's penis grow stiff in her hand, and
felt her stomach getting wet as Chuckie's body grew stiff, and began to
shudder.  Chuckie began to pee as he felt the waves of pleasure course up
and down his spine.  Involuntarily, Chuckie's abdominals contracted, and
Kira smelled the reek, as Chuckie began to poop, caught in his climax, And
not really caring what he did.  Kira, who had been almost on the edge of
her climax, softly grunted, as she coated Chuckie's hand with her come. 
Then, she kissed Chuckie on the forehead, and thanked him for letting her
know about his feelings.  Chuckie smiled, and rested his head against her
breast.  Unwittingly, he found her nipple and began to suck.  Kira stroked
his head, and sighed contentedly as the two of them lay back, relaxing in
their afterglow.  Mean while, Betty had been fingering Kimi's pussy when
she made a soft, high pitched squeak, and began to cote Betty's hand with
juices from her pussy.  Betty heard a gentle puth sound, as she felt Kimi
begin to poop.  e"Aw pup!", she grunted as she climaxed, her body
shuddering as she came.  After she had come down a bit, she picked up Kimi
and headed for the changing table.  Betty smiled down at her as she put a
fresh diaper on Kimi.  "Yeah pup.  You and your mommy are gonna do just
fine." Betty finished dressing Kimi, and lay with her on the sofa while
Kira and Chuckie got cleaned up.

   The grownups discussed what had happened, and they all believed Dr. 
Lipshitz to be telling the truth, based on what they'd witnessed that day,
and they all decided they would come over and do it again.

   After the house was cleaned up Deedee went to her house.  And Betty had
saw the Finsters to the door before she got ready for Howard to arrive.

   Chaz and Kira had gone to their house, and had left the kids in
Chuckie's room, and had gone into the kitchen to discuss what had occurred
that day.  "Chuckie?" "Yeah Kimi?" "Do you think we can do what mommy and
daddy do when dey' think we're sleepin''." "I dunno Kimi.  Maybe that's not
such a good idea." "Come on, Chuckie.  This is your sister talkin''.  I
wouldin do anything to hurt you." "Well...

   Ok." Kimi got on Chuckie's bed, and got on her back.  Chuckie climbed up
beside her.  "Ok.  Now whaddo I do?" "First, we gotta'' get my diapee off."
Chuckie pulled at the tabs on Kimi's diaper,.  For a moment, they seemed to
be stuck, but then, they broke loose.  revealed, for the first time ever,
was Kimi's pussy, in plane sight for Chuckie to see.  "Wo.  What's that?",
Chuckie inquired, touching Kimi's lips.  "Get on top of me Chuckie!", Kimi
said.  Chuckie lay on top of her.  "Now what?" "Put your peepee in my
peepee." "Are you sure mommy and daddy won't get mad?" "Course I am,
Chuckie.  They're in da kitchen!" Chuckie gave in, and stuck his erect
penis in Kimi's vagina.  The two embraced, rocking back and forth, feeling
the exquisite pleasure of being rapped up in one another, feeling the
warmth of each others bodies, as they moved toward their climax.  "Uhh oh,
Chuckie, it's gonna happen." "Oh no.  What?", Chuckie asked apprehensively.
Just then, Kimi's pussy gripped Chuckie's penis and began to rhythmically
squeeze it.  Chuckie was amazed at the feeling that this produced.  All at
once, Chuckie felt his penis grow stiff, and he pushed forward up to the
hilt, as his body shuddered in a powerful orgasm.  Chuckie and Kimi began
to pee at the same time, giving into their primal urges.  They cuttled
closer as their abdominals began to contract.  Chuckie felt something warm,
moving underneath him, rubbing against his balls.  He heard Kimi grunting,
and could smell her poop as he felt his own abdominals tighten, as he began
to involuntarily push on the mass in his rectum.  Kimi saw the look on her
brother's face, and knew he was taking a dump too.  She pulled him closer,
as she felt Chuckie's bowel movement drop on her pussy, where it fell on to
her own pile of poop.  That smell one usually associates with babies and
toddlers permeated the room as the two of them lay there, exhausted from
there excursion.  And as they drowsed in the pleasant afterglow of their
orgasm, they both fell asleep in each others arms.

   Outside, Chaz and Kira peaked in the doorway to make sure the two of
them were done.  They were both shocked at first, when they saw their
children humping one another on the bed, but then they both remembered Dr.
Lipshitz' web site.  They both surmised that if they were engaging in these
types of activities without being taught how to perform them, then what Dr.
Lipshitz wrote about child sexuality must be true.  They both didn't
consider that either Chuckie or Kimi might've been taught by Deedee or
Betty these things.  After all, Deedee or Betty wouldn't do something to
their children without their consent.  Would they?

   Kira and Chaz were glad they had such helpful, loving neighbors, and
they would allow Deedee and Betty to babysit them for years to come.  Chaz
and Kira picked up Chuckie and Kimi and wiped their little bottoms with
baby wipes.  Kira put a fresh diaper on Kimi.  as Chaz removed the wet and
dirty sheets from the bed.  He dumped what stool he could in to the toilet,
and then handed the bedclothes to Kira, who put them in the washer.  Chaz
wiped off the plastic sheet on Chuckie's mattress, and put new sheets on
the bed.  Then, the two of them put Chuckie and Kimi into bed, and tucked
the two of them in.  They knew that thanks to the educational wisdom of Dr.
Lipshitz, Deedee and Betty, their children would have happy lives for years
to come.  Chaz and Kira walked out the door, turned off the light, and
together, they blew Chuckie and Kimi a kiss as they whispered, "Good
night."
   THE EN