Frau Schimmel could not have wished for a better outcome to her little plan last night. The alcohol and sedative combination worked perfectly; she would try giving Gordon a beer with dinner tonight along with the diuretic and sedative to ensure another wet night and reinforce the need for diapers. Even more remarkable was how remorseful Gordon was over the accident most other boarders acted embarrassed but they would laugh it off as nothing serious.
Gordon was on the verge of tears which she had never seen before so she was confident that she would be controlling him and having him crying in no time. The fact he agreed to go to church with her was an early indication on how easily she may be able to coerce and manipulate him. Time would tell and if he resisted she had a fool proof backup plan.
Frau Schimmel was very pleased that Gordon agreed to come to church with her, she was sure the nosy members of the congregation would be wondering who this young man accompanying her to church was.
This was not the stoic and boring Catholic church filled with old people that Gordon had grown up attending. This "Born Again Christian" church had dynamic pastors who loved to pound the pulpit as they preached about faith and sin. Their was no chance of falling asleep at one of these services.
After about 45 minutes Gordon started to fidget because he had to go to the bathroom, Mrs. Schimmel gave him a couple of stern looks before asking quietly but sternly,
"What on earth are you doing? Sit still for heaven sake!"
"I have to use the washroom"
Mrs. Schimmel shook her head then whispered back,
"It's disrespectful to leave in the middle of the sermon. You are going to have to hold it for another 45 minutes."
Gordon looked at her in dismay and she just shook her head. After another 30 minutes of constantly escalating fidgeting she tapped him on the thigh and sarcastically whispered,
"You had better go we don't want yet another accident do we?
Without a moments delay Gordon got up and made the long walk back up the aisle, he looked down to avoid the disapproving stares of the congregation. Rather than making the embarrassing walk back up the aisle after using the washroom he decided to wait at the back of the church until the end of the service. He could see Frau Schimmel looking back wondering where he was when she caught site of him standing by the doors she gave him a glare that he would soon becoming accustomed to.
At the end of the service she took her time coming up the aisle so that she was one of the last of the congregation. She slid her arm under his,
"Come I will introduce you to our pastor, he is most anxious to meet you."
It was a long wait as it seemed like it was the practice for everyone to chat with Pastor John the end of the service. When it finally their turn he smiled and took Frau Schimmel's hand,
"Ah Helga it is wonderful to see you again how have you been? I see that you have brought your newest boarder today."
He shook Gordon's hand,
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I understand you will be studying business at TWU. You are so fortunate to be able to stay with Helga while you attend TWU. She is like a mother to her past students and she will make your time here an experience very memorable. I hope to see you each Sunday."
Gordon shyly thanked the Pastor and was relieved when it was time to go and Frau Schimmel guided them towards her car.
"We are going to have a nice lunch but first we need to stop by the Drug Store to pick up some things."
She had everything she needed at home already but Frau Schimmel was using this as a little test to gauge Gordon's reaction to his indoctrination into age regression. He dutifully carried the basket as she picked up basic sundries but when she turned down the baby aisle she began to watch him more closely. Without a word she nonchalantly placed baby powder, baby lotion diaper rash cream and 2 large containers of baby wipes into the basket.
"What is this for?
Frau Schimmel looked at Gordon and smiled,
"Come along there are a few more things we need."
Gordon began to slow so she took him firmly by the arm and lead him to the back of the store where the adult diapers were located. Gordon stopped and his mouth dropped open as he looked up at Frau Schimmel,
"You don't expect me to wear.....?"
"Yes Gordon I'm afraid so. You've wet the bed twice in one night. Do you expect me to wash your bedding on a daily basis? Don't worry they make wonderful incontinence briefs that look just like underwear."
Frau Schimmel reached up and grabbed a package of "Abri-Flex Pull up Briefs" and tucked them under her arm.
"Don't worry sweetie this will be our little secret. Besides you are only going to wear them at bedtime."
She looked down at Gordon and while he still looked distressed he was relaxing a little. His face was flushed from embarrassment and he looked around nervously worried that people might notice.
Frau Schimmel looked around for a few minutes to add to his misery then had a last minute of inspiration. She walked over to a young woman restocking the shelves nearby and asked,
"Excuse me I think I need some assistance. What type of diapers would you recommend for heavy overnight wetting? I have these briefs will they be sufficient?"
Gordon was about ready to die when the young woman who was maybe in her early twenties looked over at him and smiled. She turned back to Frau Schimmel,
"Oh those briefs are best for light wetting and daytime use. If your son is a heavy wetter at night I recommend the "Abena Abri-Form Original X-Plus Night" which are much more like a proper diaper and will contain leaks better especially if he sleep on his side. Here we have a sample and you can see it even has a plastic exterior cover for added protection."
Frau Schimmel thanked the young lady and turned to Gordon,
"I think we will take both just in case. What do you think?"
Gordon's face went even redder and he looked down at the floor. Frau Schimmel smiled at the sight of her new boarder being so mortified. It only got worse when the young clerk addressed him,
"Are you going to TWU? I'm a student there as well, it's a great school. Are you a freshman? What are you majoring in? Maybe I will see you around?"
Gordon continued to look down at the floor and mumbled,
"Yeah 1st year. I want to study Business."