Wet American Summer (Part 19) (Patreon)

After getting our new pitcher at the bar and paying for it, I asked to speak with Casey alone on the patio. I wanted to confront her about her mean comments directed at me.

Ashley: Hey, what’s going on Cass? Do you have a problem with me or something? 

Casey: Oh please Ashley don’t play coy with me, we both know what you’re after. You’ve always had a crush on James. We don’t see you for two years and now you’re back all of a sudden and you’re gonna act like nothing’s changed and we’re all just the best of friends? 

Ashley: So that’s why you’re trying to belittle me in front of him.

Casey: Belittle you? You’re achieving that yourself. You were wearing a damn diaper a few hours ago.

Ashley: Goodnites.

Casey: What?

Ashley: They’re Goodnites, they’re... you can pull them up like panties, so they’re not diapers.

Casey: Pull-Ups, diapers, same thing...

No they are not, I thought. I knew very well the difference between them now, diapers are way thicker and cannot be slid down to use the bathroom. Basically, when you’ve got one on, you’re expected to use it. But I wasn’t about to explain that subtle variation to Casey, I was just trying to bide my time.

Ashley: Also I seem to remember telling you I had a crush on James as a secret. You were the one who seduced him behind my back.

Casey: Oh grow up Ash, that was two years ago. So what you liked him, he didn’t like you back. While you were busy putting on your little Pull-Ups in the bathroom, James and I were getting closer. 

Ashley: What? I... wasn’t...

Casey: Oh stop, we all know what you were doing, I saw the look on your face when we left your cottage and your aunt asked if you ‘had it on’‘. We’re not stupid. James knew too, he’s just trying to save you the embarrassment. He always had pity for you. The poor diaper girl.

Tears were forming in my eyes. Was that what he felt for me all along, pity? The whole time he saw me as the bed wetter I was. Did he now see me as the diapered girl I am?

Casey: Are you gonna cry sweetheart? If you weren’t ready for a night out with the grown ups, maybe you should’ve put on your Pampers... oh I’m sorry, are they Pull-Ups? I’m always confused... 

She got closer to me, exhibiting her height. She was only a few inches taller, but with her high heels she was easily towering over me. She stepped forward, forcing me to fall back so we wouldn’t crash into each other. She leaned even closer to my face as she spoke.

Casey: You had them on at the pool, what was that about? Still not able to make it to the potty on time? I don’t buy that ‘‘dare’‘ thing. You know what I think? I think you’ve got on your little Huggies Pull-Ups right. now.

At that moment, the many drinks I’ve had caught up with me and I felt my body respond with a slight trickle of pee released in my underwear, out of fear from her intimidation tactic. Thankfully it was just a few drops and I was able to control myself. I would’ve died of shame if she had been able to frighten me into fully pissing in my diaper.

For the first time in a long while, I was actually grateful I wore Goodnites. Those drops might’ve been enough to create a wet spot on my shorts and make them smell like fear and urine. I did not want to give Casey that satisfaction, nor confirm that I was indeed the pants pissing little girl she accused me of being... even though all signs now pointed against me.

Casey: No? Well maybe you should go get them, we don’t want you to have an accident, do we?

She spoke as if she saw I just had one, if that could be called an accident, but she coudn’t possibly know, even if she suspected I still had my Goodnites on.

Casey: Let’s get back to them now, shall we?

***
We returned to our table, but it was now empty. Frankie had visibly taken my cue and most likely had headed to the beach with James.

Casey: Where have they gone?

Ashley: I don’t know, maybe they went looking for us.

Casey: Don’t be ridiculous if they had been in the pub we would’ve seen them. 

Ashley: Are you certain? Maybe we should go back to the bathroom to make sure.

Casey: What are you saying? We just passed right in front, there was no one there. Was this you? You trying to set me up or something?!

Ashley: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Casey: I heard you in the bathroom with her, she asked you to ‘’help her with James’’. So you’re trying to get your revenge on me by getting him to make out with your cousin?!

Ashley: First cousin...

Casey: What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Ashley: I can explain... it’s...

And then I saw Nancy’s car pull over in the parking lot. I had texted her right before leaving the bathroom.

Ashley: Excuse me...

Casey: You’re gonna pay for this.

Ashley: I’ve heard that before.

I left her on the terrasse and joined my cousin Nancy, Frankie’s mother, by her car. She looked furious.

Nancy: Where is she?

Ashley: I’m sorry Nance, I did what I could, but she blackmailed me with pictures, I had no choice.

Nancy: Ashley, if my daughter is drunk with a boy, she might be in danger.

Ashley: Oh no it’s not like that, he’s a decent guy, I know him, it’s just that she...

Nancy: Take me to her. Now.

I knew where they were. They most likely had gone to the beach nearby so I took her there, all the while reminding myself our conversation from the day before.

‘‘Nancy: For what it’s worth, if she’s making fun of you too much you may want to remind her that I made her wear Pull-Ups at school for a week last winter, when I found out she had been drinking alcohol with her friends behind my back.

Ashley: What?

 Nancy: Yeah I still had a couple of Goodnites from when you were staying over that I kept in case… well to be honest in case you came back. But I found them another use with my bratty daughter. Boy was she mad, but she learned her lesson. She’s way too young to be drinking. I don’t know what she was thinking. Anyway, I promised her that if I caught her with alcohol again that I’d make her wear those for a whole month.’‘

Frankie was about to get a taste of her own medecine.