Part 5 -- The Morning After
Frau Schimmel was preparing Gordon's breakfast when he came into the kitchen and sat down without a word, and she was a little surprised to see that he was fully dressed.
"Good morning, how did you sleep? Why are you dressed? I thought I told you that you were not to remove your diapers by yourself. Did you forget?"
Gordon looked at her and adamantly told her,
"You didn't mention anything about that to me. Why would you need to remove my diapers it's not exactly rocket science you know."
Frau Schimmel was a little surprised at his boldness and how he spoke with her. She knew well that she did not tell him, but she wanted to see if he would stand up for himself or timidly admit he forgot even though he was in the right. She could see that he might not be as easy to guide and control as she had first thought.
"Well young man don't argue with me. Did you have another accident?"
Gordon hesitated then shook his head.
"Go get me your diaper let me check,"
What had happened in fact was that Gordon had soaked the diaper she had put him in at bedtime then changed into a a new one and threw the soaked one into the garbage can in the garage. He could not decide if just to come clean and admit he wet again or not. He decided to just bring her the diaper he wore for the last few hours which was still dry.
He returned to the kitchen and handed her the dry rolled up diaper. She unrolled it and immediately suspected this was not the diaper she had put him into at bedtime. Since he had masturbated there would be the scent of his semen in the diaper and there was none. She did not confront him on her suspicions but would gather all the evidence while he was at school and confront him this evening if her suspicions were indeed true.
"Are you wearing your incontinence briefs today?
"No!! Why should I be wearing them? I have never in my life wet my pants. There is no way I'm going out wearing them!"
Frau Schimmel frowned and stared up at him then got to her feet. She pointed her finger at him then sternly said,
"We will discuss this further this evening. I have errands to run in Langley this morning so I will drop you off at school on the way. It's about a 6 km walk back or you can take the bus. I recommend you walk as the exercise is good for you and it's a pleasant walk after a full day in class. More importantly it will give you time to reflect about your attitude."
When Frau Schimmel returned home, she went into Gordon's room and checked the drawer. The package of disposable diapers contained 20 diapers yet in the drawer there were only 18 diapers when there should have been 19. It did not take her long to find the evidence she was looking for. Gordon had merely placed the missing diaper in the garbage can in the garage. She lifted it out and she was shocked that it was not just wet, but it was completely soaked.
She brought the evidence inside and threw it into the bathtub and pulled the shower curtain shut. She shook her head in amazement that Gordon was such a heavy wetter, she would keep up the regime of diuretics, lots of liquids and a small dose of sedative. She still had a few hours before he returned home so she went into his room and removed his regular underwear. This afternoon he will learn that for all actions there was a reaction, and this would be this first taste of what happens when his actions bring upon a negative reaction.
She then went down to the spare bedroom in basement where she had stored her supplies and equipment since her last boarder left over a year before. She gathered up the items she needed and proceeded to restock Gordon's drawers with more appropriate items.
The walk home took Gordon a lot longer than he had expected as he had overestimated the distance and the afternoon heat took its toll on him. It was close to 4pm when he walked through the front garden gate.
Frau Schimmel called out to him through the kitchen,
"Gordon, after you drop off your things in your room, could you please meet me in my room? I think we need to have a little talk about something."
Gordon's face went beet red, but he managed to keep his composure. Perhaps she hadn't discovered the soaked diaper and just wanted to chat about something else. He nodded to her and quickly headed down the hall to his room. As he unpacked his backpack and placed his laptop onto the desk, he noted Frau Schimmel walk past his door and go into the bathroom at the end of the hall then go into her room,
"Hurry up young man I have not got all day."
He looked around his room and things seemed a little different but before he could ascertain what she came marching into his room and put her hands on her hips,
"Do I need to tell you again?"
Finally, he faced the inevitable and trudged across the hall behind her. She pointed to the chair that was placed facing the end of the bed. He nervously sat down, and she sat on he edge of the bed facing him. By then, he suspected this wasn't just a friendly chat and that she had found the wet diaper in the trash. She just stared at him for a few moments, and she could see him becoming visibly uncomfortable. First, he avoided her gaze then he fiddled with his hands and stared at the floor.
"Do you have anything to tell me?
Gordon became even more visibly uncomfortable and squirmed around like he was a little boy in desperate need to use the bathroom. She stood up put her left hand on her ample hip and took his chin in her right and pulled it up so she could look him in the eye.
"Well?"
He looked as if he were about to break down and cry, but he didn't and all he did was shake his head. Frau Schimmel turned away in disgust and walked into her en-suite bathroom where she grabbed the soaked diaper and marched back into the bedroom and held it up for him to look at.
"Did you seem to forget about wetting your diaper last night then change into a new one without telling me? Let me correct that....you didn't merely wet your diaper like you had a little dribble in your sleep you full on soaked it like a baby!.
What do you have to say for yourself?