The Assignment by Kenk7us

Chapter 20

 The Assignment ch20

The next couple of days were a bit strange. Jessie was back trying to potty train. Plus seeing Mike every opportunity that Nana would let her. Needless to say she was having frequent accidents in her trainers. Mike cleaned her up and changed her several times.

The two lovebirds spent some time thinking about there future and what would happen when Jamie wrote her story. They decided if they had to leave town so be it. They would be together one-way or another.

Jamie was not near as happy a camper as Jessie. Nana had yelled at her the next morning and promised Jamie a spanking to remember if she saw her flirting with Scott again, much less kissing him.

Of course she did see him once they were back in school. After all she was still in his chorus. He seemed different somehow, Jamie could not put it quite together but something had changed about him.

Jessie had returned to teaching, she was just about potty trained again. At least during the day still needing diapers at night and trainers daytime. Everyday she acted a little more adult, and Nana gave her a few more privileges.

Jamie had taken to calling her Aunt Jessie again, and was not happy that Jessie never had time to play with her. Of course Jamie still had Carol.

They played together just about everyday after school. Carol had finally accepted her position in life. She spoke very little about getting out of diapers, and lately she spoke lovingly of her husband and her parents. Of course this meant she was getting a lot less spankings too.

It was Saturday night and Jamie was fast a sleep in her crib. When she heard Nana yelling at Jessie.

"Do you know what time it is young lady?"

"I am sorry Nana, we lost track of time Mike asked me to marry him tonight."

"You think that excuses you from the spanking you have coming for being and hour past your curfew?"

"No Nana I guess not." Jessie said her head lowered knowing she was in for it.

Before she knew it Nana had her skirt off and her damp trainers around her ankles as she pulled Jessie over her lap.

Jamie tried to cover her ears but she could hear Jessie bawling just the same. After about twenty smacks that Jamie was pretty sure were hand smacks the spanking ended.

Nana took a still sobbing Jessie into her room and diapered the girl for the night. She then went to the kitchen and fixed Jessie a warm bottle.

Still recovering from the spanking Jessie took the bottle without argument actually she wanted it. Even though it was the first one she had been given in a while.

Nana cradled Jessie in her arms and rocked the girl.

"So baby girl when did you and Mike set the date?"

"Well I have not accepted yet Nana I told Mike I needed to ask your permission."

"Honey why would you think you needed Nana's permission?"

Jessie thought for a second before answering.

"Nana both my parents are dead, I have come to think of you as my mother I guess. It just seemed the respectful thing to do."

Nana smiled " well you can't have my permission, cause you really don't need it but you do have my blessing. I am going to give you the biggest wedding this town has ever scene. We will start planning it as soon as your week of grounding is up."

"Grounded?"

"Yes angel grounded I was worried sick for you tonight. You will come home from school and not leave the yard. Your phone privileges are gone also for one week."

Jessie started nursing her bottle again. Without saying anything about the grounding. Just before she fell asleep. She smiled at Nana.

"I love you Mommy."

Jamie felt bad she was so happy Jessie was grounded. She loved having her to play with after school again. Then again she knew it was only for a week. She did not understand why Jessie was now calling Nana Mom or Mommy at first. But when Jessie explained it Jamie took to calling Nana Grandma. Nana could not have been happier.

Finally the week was over and Jessie was happy to be spending time with Mike again. Even nicer they had now began taking Jamie along quite a lot of the time.

Mean while a storm was brewing in another home in the small town.

Scott was finally standing up to his mother.

"Mom I mean it either you do it or I will do it myself."

"Scottie I dare you speak to me that way you know it will not work baby unless you want a spanking this conversation is over."

"There will be no spanking mother, as of right now I am declaring myself and adult. I have no idea why I did not do this sooner. I will also be moving out and getting my own place."

Scott's Mom had a tear in her eye. "But Scottie who will help you with your diapers."

"That's Scott Mom listen the last time you tried to potty train me I was like five years old. I was shy and introverted and just went along with your babying me all this time because it was my safe place. I do not blame you I blame myself but it's over Mom. I have been concentrating on when I do and do not pee. I am already gaining control I think honestly I can do this without your help."

Scott's Mom knew this day would come. She had had moments of remorse for keeping her son her baby boy all these years. Just the same she knew he was not mature enough to suddenly move out and be on his own. He did not even know how to bathe himself.

"Ok Scott your Mom will try and potty train you. She will also loosen up on the rules, and let you begin to grow towards your adulthood. But young man you are not and instant adult just because you say so. That and you do not yell at your mother.

Scott stood sniffling in the corner, rubbing his sore behind. Things certainly had not gone exactly as he planned. Scott realized when his Mom came at him to spank him he was not strong enough to fight her off. He was also not prepared to try and fight his Mom. His Mom walked to the corner and had him step into some training pants. Then popped a pacifier in his mouth and told him he had ten more minutes in the corner.

Scott could only hope his Mom was telling the truth and intended to help him. He stood there thinking about just that as he rocked from foot to foot sucking on his pacifier. Damn thought Scott I hate corner time.