12 comments/ 115234 views/ 34 favorites Teddy and Kelly By: addieQ Please be advised, this story has graphic sexual content. Do NOT read if you are under 18. = = = A note from the author: For some reason, and I don't know why, this story just seemed to control me in a way that is hard to explain. It's sorta long, but it just seemed to write itself - like I had no control of where it was going. = = = The phone must have rang, but I don't remember picking it up. It seems like I was asleep, and the next thing I knew, I was talking to Ruthie. It was so weird; I was suddenly sitting up in Teddy's bed, listening to that sweet funny accent of Ruthie's. "Listen to me little Kelly - listen - Your brother Teddy - he very much loves you - you know that - right?" "Yes," I replied. "You are very lucky young girl - you know that - right?" "Yes, Ruthie..." "Good girl." Ruthie is this curious old lady that Teddy somehow met. She is cute and plump and delightful. She is a sort of healing specialist, or a magical herbalist, or maybe a nice witch - I am not sure what to call her. But she has helped me so much during all these hard weeks and months. Especially since I've been home from the hospital. I guess I should try to explain all of this, but it's just been so confusing. I'll try, as best as I can. It's hard because so much has happened to me in such a short time. But, I need to say that without my beautiful brother Teddy, I don't know if I could have gotten through all of this. I think I would have been crushed by the events, but because of Teddy, I think I may truly recover. Ruthie kept talking in her broken English, "Sweet child, do you feel better?" "Yes Ruthie, I feel SO much better." "Good girl. Teddy, he was just here, and he just left with more of special apricot oil medicine." "He did?" "Yes - Teddy is beautiful young man - and he cares for you - a good brother." "I know, I'm lucky." "Tell me, has my special apricot oil medicine helped you feel better?" "Yes, I feel much better." "Good girl. And drink with ginger Lemon, is that help too?" "Oh god, yes, they both seem to help a lot." "Good girl." I thought about how much my heath had improved in just the last few days. Actually I feel so much better than I can ever remember. The drugs the doctors prescribed seemed to make me feel worse, but the things Ruthie has given me feel like they are truly helping me. Ruthie asked, "You are taking every day the special apricot oil medicine, like good girl?" "I am..." I hesitated a little. And I think Ruthie could hear it in my voice. "Tell me, what is it - you sound worried - tell me." "Well, I think I have been taking too much." "Tell me - how much is too much?" "Well, you said take it after every time I - well, when I - when I make tinkle." Ruthie laughed, "Oh Kelly, you are so cute! Make tinkle, you are cute like little girl!" "I mean, after each time I pee." "Yes, that's good. That's all good." "But Ruthie, I have been peeing so much! I feel like I pee all the time now." "Dear child, that is so good, don't you worry. The special apricot oil medicine, it should work like magic for you." And then I carefully explained how much I was peeing, and how much of the ginger lemon juice I have been drinking, and how it was helping me - and how I was feeling. "Good, it sounds so good!" Ruthie exclaimed. "But, am I taking TOO much?" "It is okay. There is no too much." "Should I worry?" "No, no, no. You maybe feel a little sleepy, and maybe a little like dreamy?" "Yes Ruthie, that's exactly how I feel - Dreamy." "Tell me - Like nice happy dreamy?" "Yes, I feel like that." "That's good, that will help you very much. Because of oil medicine, you will feel good and help you relax." "It also, well, when I..." Then Ruthie sounded very concerned, "Kelly, what is it, please, you tell me..." "When I pee, it feels - well - funny." "Tell me - What you mean - funny? "It feels, well - different, it feels like it's all slippery or something, like it's oily." "Yes, that's right, this is very normal, this is very good, this is helpful, it feels like oily because you NEED that smooth feeling for your health." "Really?" "Yes, it helps you feel good." I giggled a little bit, "Well, I guess it does feel good." And Ruthie laughed too, "Dear girl, I get many thank you notes because of my special apricot oil medicine." "You do?" "Yes, many husbands tell me a special thank you." I paused, and asked, "I don't understand." "Tell me, how old are you?" "I just turned 19." "I say too much. You are still just girl. Someday you will understand." I wasn't sure what she meant, but I did say, "Ruthie, peeing was so uncomfortable, but now..." "It feels better?" "Oh god - Yes, it feels REALLY nice." "Yes, you are soon to be full of health again." And then she told me to drink more and to even take MORE of the oil medicine. I had a bottle that was almost empty right near the bed, and listening to her tell me how good it was for me, I just gulped it all down. It was thick, syrupy and delicious, and with that - I had taken a LOT today. "Good girl - you are now healthy..." She has such a funny and captivating accent, and I love her voice, and it just seemed to enchant me. She made sure to tell me that Teddy was on his way home, and would be here soon. He had a new bottle of the oil medicine, to take even more, and it would be VERY helpful. "Good, it makes me feel so much better." "You are such a blessed young girl to have a brother so caring and full of love." "I know..." And then, I'm not sure but I think she kept talking in that lovely and mesmerizing voice. I don't remember hanging up the phone; I think I just fell back asleep. I fell asleep thinking such wonderful thoughts about my beautiful brother Teddy. I've talked with Teddy a lot, and it has been so absolutely vital. He really listens to me, about everything that I've gone thru in the last few months. He knows most of it, but some of it just feels so PERSONAL, and I worry I've told him too many details. But, he is so kind, and helpful, that sharing with him is really therapeutic for me - I mean it, he's helped me a lot with the emotional turmoil. I feel so blessed to have a big brother - a close friend really - like Teddy. It was a few months ago, in the morning before school when it actually started. I ended up wetting the bed, I couldn't help it. And - It happened again the next morning - and the morning after that. I talked with Mom, and it was on that same day that I finally went to the doctor. It knew something was all wrong, and it was scary. After some tests, the doctor put me on a medication that helped for a little while. I felt pretty good, and I didn't worry about anything. Everything seemed fine until right around my 19th birthday. Some how, I ended up in the hospital, and it was like a nightmare. Well - I passed out in the waiting room at the hospital. And when I came to again Teddy was there. Teddy came down from school right away, as soon as he heard. I was so embarrassed and at the same time so relieved to see Teddy. The thing that happened that got me into the hospital was really scary. I had a small pain when I was peeing, but I had a fever too - and I couldn't really control my peeing. This may not sound like much, but to me and mom, it was really distressing. While I was passed out and unconscious they did some tests. I had an infection, and a little bit of scar tissue, and it wasn't much but it was enough that it caused some really serious problems. I was on so many drugs, and they did so many tests, the time just seems like a fog. It was while I was in the hospital, that the doctors told me the worse news of my life. Because of the scar tissue - they say I can't have children, ever. Teddy, my wonderful brother, was in the room with me when the doctors told me - well, told us the sad news. At first I didn't know how to react. It was such a hard thing to hear - and Teddy started to cry, not much, but enough to know he truly cared. Teddy is my only sibling, and he had been away at college for his freshman year. I am a year younger and I'm only a senior in High School. I should have graduated by now, but I have missed so much school with all the time being sick. Teddy and I have always had a very close relationship. It's totally wonderful being around Teddy. Especially since Dad died, I was just a little girl when that happened, and ever since Teddy has been extremely attentive and kind to me. Neither of us has dated very much, well - I guess Teddy has had a few steady girlfriends. But, I have never had any kind of a boyfriend. I think part of that is my nervous personality, it must scare boys away. Or maybe it's because I can be so insecure, especially about my body - I worry so much that I'm fat. Why would anyone even want to be my boyfriend? Teddy tells me not to worry like I do (about boys and feeling fat) but I just can't help it. Teddy has never had a really serious relationship. But knowing him like I do, that always seemed funny, especially because Teddy is so sweet and cute. I never understood that. I guess that a lot of girls only like boys who are confident and manly. Teddy isn't like that. He's calm and quiet, and there is a very real kindness that I just LOVE about him. Maybe I am the only one who sees it? Maybe to the rest of the world he just appears shy, but I know better. His kindness and support is something I depend on - I really do. Because of all my time in the hospital, I missed a lot of school this year, and I may not be able to graduate. I went through a difficult emotional time. I lost a lot of weight and ended up getting really skinny. I don't really know why, but it was a really hard thing for me to just do the day-to-day stuff that's expected of me. I just kind of withdrew into this sad and lonely place. At times it was only Teddy who could reach me. Because of being home so much, I've been stuck in bed, sleeping a lot. Mom has been helpful, but now that I'm doing better she's away catching up on business stuff, she said she would be gone for a few days, maybe a whole week. I worry about her, she is sort of a work-a-holic. Anyway, Teddy is playing the role of my nurse and doctor. Teddy and I sit at the dinner table together, and he makes me exactly what I want to eat. Then we read together, or watch TV together. It's been wonderful with Mom away. She has such a nervous way of dealing with me, but Teddy is just the opposite. He somehow makes me feel calm and peaceful. But spending so much time at home, I gotta say that my room is driving me crazy, I've been stuck in there way too much. I've started to sleep my days away in Teddy's room, and then I head back to my room at night. Plus Teddy's room is closer to the bathroom. This is nice because I have been drinking SO much as part of what the doctors want me to do. The good news is, I really enjoy drinking so much. Teddy makes me this amazing juice mix. It is some sort of secret recipe from sweet old Ruthie. It has ginger and lemons and herbs from a jar Ruthie gave Teddy. She told my brother it was just for me and my health needs. Teddy totally trusts Ruthie, and so do I. He's convinced that the juice will speed up my recovery. It's really delicious, and I find that I'm craving it, and Teddy is so good about making sure the fridge is always stocked with a great big pitcher. Teddy was out of the house getting more special apricot oil from Ruthie, and I was in his room, on his old bed. With a big glass of his special juice on the night stand. This may sound sad, but I was really feeling lonely in the house all by myself. Mom was gone, and without Teddy here - I just felt so abandoned. I guess I fell asleep, because I awoke to Teddy's voice. Teddy whispered, "Kelly, you still have your baby fat." "What?" I gasped. "It's true. You still have your baby fat, I can see it." I sat up in bed, and Teddy was home again, standing in the room with me. He looked so mature and handsome. I was wearing just my panties and a white t-shirt. And Teddy was commenting on my belly. It took me a second to compose my self after being surprised out of a deep sleep. "Teddy? Hey - are you looking at my tummy?" "I couldn't help it - it's cute." "Oh Please - don't make fun of me - not now." I quickly squirmed my way under the covers, feeling sort of ashamed that Teddy saw me like he did "Kelly, don't worry. You look perfect." "But you just said I'm fat." "No I didn't - I complimented you - I said Baby fat, like I used to say it." It took a moment, but I remember Teddy would say that same thing to me when I was a little, he would tickle me and poke at my baby fat tummy and legs. I giggled and said, "Oh God, I remember that!" "Kelly, you're smiling." I was - and it felt nice. Teddy said, "I always liked your baby fat." "Thanks, really..." "When you came home from the hospital, you lost so much weight, and I was worried." "The time in the hospital was awful. And even before that - before I got any diagnosis, I wasn't really feeling healthy and I just didn't wanna eat." "I know, it worried me - and after all you've been thru, it's nice to see you looking like yourself again." "You mean..." Teddy whispered, "What I mean is - it's nice to see you with your beautiful baby fat again." "Thank you." I sat there, and realized, that for the first time in months I actually felt good, I felt happy. I asked, "Why are you home so late?" "What - Is it that late?" And he looked at this alarm clock by his bed, and he had this funny look on his face. "Huh? I'm not sure why I'm so late, Ruthie talked for a long time, and - this might sound odd, but I think I fell asleep while I was there, just for a little bit." "You fell asleep?" "It's bizarre, but maybe. I can't seem to remember." And - after my strange call from Ruthie earlier, it gave me the weirdest feeling. But, for some reason - I quickly changed the subject. "Do you - You don't think I'm fat again?" "Oh Kelly - No." "But when you saw my tummy, you said..." My brother interrupted, "Listen, I'm so relieved to see your tummy so nice and beautiful again." I giggled and said, "Teddy, that's sweet." "It's true." "It really feels so nice to hear you say something so kind - I really NEED that." As we spoke Teddy got ready for bed. He was dressed really nice, he looked great in his formal suit and white shirt. I asked, "Why are you so dressed up?" "I went to see Ruthie, and she's sort of like a doctor. I guess I feel it's important to be my best self when I see her." He calmly walked around his room as I sat there in his bed. He hung up his coat and took off his shoes and socks. Teddy told me, "I love your baby fat, I was really worried when you got all skinny like you did..." "Oh God, It's funny to hear you say that. I mean - before I went to the hospital, I lost all that weight, and my clothes all seemed to just droop off me, and I was so confused - I mean - I wanted to feel pretty..." Teddy interrupted, "Kelly - You ARE pretty, right now." "But, it was hard for me, I thought that loosing weight was something EVERY girl wants, but for me - it felt different." "I got really scared when I saw you so skinny. I always thought your tummy was so cute." Hearing Teddy say that, in such an earnest way - it made my heart sort of skip a beat. It took me a moment to collect my self. I asked, "You thought my tummy was cute?" "Oh God, YES!" "Really?" "Of course, I remember how I used to tickle you, I still think it's cute - it's cute right now." "But, I don't know, right now, it seems so - I don't know, so plump or something." "Kelly - PLEASE - trust me - it's really and truly cute, it's beautiful." "Oh jeeze, I wish I felt that way." "This is hard for me to hear, I wish I could convince you - somehow." "But right now - I mean, I've been drinking so much juice lately that I feel like my belly is totally poking out." "Ruthie TOLD you to drink a lot didn't she?" "Yes, she sure did. And I think it really helps, I feel a lot better. But it sure makes my belly poke out." "Kelly - drinking juice all day is good! It makes your tummy CUTE!" "You really think so?" "Oh God - Yes!" And I giggled when he said that. Timmy laughed to and said, "Your baby fat is beautiful." Teddy said he was thinking about showering, but he would wait until the morning. He said I shouldn't worry about being in his bed, he was happy to see me comfortable, and that's all that mattered. At that point he pulled off his pants and hung them up in his closet. I know this might sound weird, but it really isn't. We've both seen each other in our underwear, and it's normal - it's been that way all our lives. Right then, all he wore was a pair of light blue boxer shorts and a nice white dress shirt that hung down enough that I almost couldn't see his boxers anyway. I watched as he moved about the room. He was done with putting his clothes away, and then I could feel that he was putting all of his attention on me. I felt special and lucky. He sat on the bed near me. I told him, "It's funny how much liquid I have to drink. I mean, at first I thought Ruthie asking me to drink too much, but it helps, it really has made me feel a lot better. And, the lemon ginger drink you make is good, and it helps - it really does." "Good." "And, it helps me with the comfort, I mean - it makes me feel better..." "How?" "Because before I went to the hospital peeing was really hard for me." Why did I say that? It felt funny, like I was being open and honest - but it just seemed to come out of nowhere. "It was?" "Yeah, it was - I don't know - really distressing." "You never told me this before." "Well, it felt so - Private, I guess." "What do you mean, was it painful?" "Well, maybe a little bit painful, but sort of - I don't know." "Was it like - difficult?" "A little, I guess - it just seemed like it took a lot of concentration - and I had to push a little to get it started." Teddy was listening closely, he seemed very concerned. I went on, "And, I would need to sit there and wait and push - and it was only just such a tiny little bit. Not like now." "How is it now - I mean peeing?" "Oh God, it's wonderful..." I immediately felt embarrassed that I said that, it sounded so weird. I think it was from Ruthie's oil medicine. It makes me feel a little bit dreamy, and that's how I was feeling. But Teddy smiled, and said, "Well, it sounds like you are a lot better." "I think I am." Then Teddy got up and went into the kitchen, I could hear him open the fridge. When he came back he had two big glasses of his special ginger juice. He set them on the nightstand. He said, "Ruthie's orders." "Thank you big brother." Then he sat down next to me on the bed. He also set the bottle of Ruthie's special apricot oil in front of me. It's funny, I smiled when I saw that little bottle. "Now, Ruthie was insistent you take this too." I giggled and said, "Good, I like this - a lot." "You do?" I didn't know how to reply. How was I supposed to tell my brother that this oil makes my pee feel nice, that it makes it feel smooth and velvety. I guess I WANTED to tell him exactly that. Instead, I just said, "The oil makes it - I mean - it makes peeing easier." We sat in silence for a little bit, and then Teddy asked, "Do you mean that, about peeing? Does it really feel wonderful?" "Teddy! Don't make fun of me!" I snapped. "I'm not, really." "But..." "Kelly, Please - I want to understand. I've been really worried about you, and I want to hear you tell me your are better." Teddy and Kelly "It's so - I don't know, so personal!" "I'm sorry." "No - it's okay - don't feel bad..." "I was just worried, I'm sorry." Teddy sounded so sad, and I knew he was really and truly concerned. Finally I said, "Well, I mean - since I have been drinking so much this last week, everything has changed. Right now, peeing feels really good, I mean, compared to how I felt before - it's really satisfying for me." "Like how?" "I guess that before, peeing was something I dreaded, it felt uneasy, and it scared me. But now, I feel like I am happy to pee, it feels good - and I get all eager when I feel the urge. Which is good because I've been peeing a lot." "Kelly, that's nice - that sounds really nice." I giggled, "It's sounds so funny to say it, but now, I guess I like to pee!" Teddy smiled and said, "Good for you." Fro the next few minutes we just sort of giggled - both of us - and it was a really nice relief from everything, I finally felt healthy. "I even look forward to peeing, it's something - I guess - well, it's satisfying for me..." It was so nice to share this with him, and I wanted to tell him how nice the oil medicine makes me feel. How it makes my peeing feel so smooth and slippery, but that was just TOO personal. It was hard NOT to tell Teddy about the liquid buttery feeling I get from the oil, but he seemed so happy just to know I was feeling better, so I didn't say anything. Teddy said, "I'm glad you are getting so much better." I told Teddy, "And I have to thank you, for me being all better." "You should thank Ruthie." I giggled, "No - It's YOU! You're the one bringing it to me - here in bed!" "Does it help?" "It does, it's easy to drink. And it tastes good, and the lemon and ginger really helps me..." And I sort of trailed off. It felt funny, and the silence was awkward. Not knowing what to do, I took the big glass next to the bed and drank it all down, in one bold series of gulps. Teddy said, "Wow, you really do drink a lot." "I guess I got in the habit of drinking a lot and fast too." "Should I get more?" "Oh no, I don't wanna burst." He smiled and said, "Are you sure?" "Maybe later." "I guess it makes me feel good that I've helped you a little." "You've helped a LOT, you've been wonderful." "You want some of my glass too?" "Well, maybe a sip." And Teddy handed it to me and I took a small little drink. Somehow, it made me feel so good knowing he's been here to help me through all of this. I set the glass back down on the nightstand and said, "Mmmm, I feel all full and happy." "Good." "Oh boy, I can really feel my stomach all poking out." And then Teddy seemed to light up, and he asked, "Can I see?" I giggled and said, "You really wanna see my big tummy, all full like it is?" "Please." "Are you kidding?" "No, it's you, it's your super-cute baby fat - I want to see it." It seemed so sweet the way he said it, and I could tell he was being honest about his feelings. I said, "Well, okay..." I was under the covers, so I scooted up a little on the pillow and pushed the covers aside. I was wearing just a T-shirt and my white panties. Teddy has seen me in my underwear all during the time I was sick here at home. I didn't worry about it, because at this point it felt so normal. While laying flat on my back, I pulled up my t-shirt and let him see my belly. He immediately sat up on his knees to get a better look. I said, "See? It's all plumped up." He just moved in a little closer and stared, and he had such a concerned look on his face. I nervously asked, "Is it too big?" "Oh no, it's not big at all, it's cute." "But, you look worried." "Oh no - it's cute - I love your tummy. But, the way you described it, I thought it would be - I don't know - a little bit bigger." "Well it feels big!" "Kelly - It's not, it looks flat and beautiful and cute." I sat up to see, and I was surprised at how nice I looked. I had spent so long feeling self conscious about my body, especially my belly. I have red hair and really pale skin, and I've always felt so ugly. And right then, I saw myself as pretty. It was a really weird feeling, like I was seeing myself for the first time. It felt magical, and I was smiling. "Thank you Teddy." "It's - I mean - it's really pretty, I mean it..." I giggled, "You're right, my tummy actually looks nice." "I told you it was cute." I asked, "Wanna see me make it look bigger?" "What?" "Here, watch." And I sat up in bed, moving slowly and holding my t-shirt as I changed position. Teddy was sitting on his knees watching me, and I sat Indian style directly in front of him. "Okay are you ready?" "What are you gunna do?" "Watch." And with that, I held my t-shirt up, just enough for him to get a good look at my belly, and I pushed a little bit outward, trying to make my self expand. "Kelly! Oh God, that's so cute!" He laughed. Sure enough, I pushed hard enough that my stomach was all poking out. I had to laugh too, it was really funny. I giggled, "See - It's true! I have a LOT of baby fat!" "Wow, you look adorable, but you're pushing too much - relax." "Whew!" I exhaled, and said, "Okay, here's my regular tummy." And with that, Teddy looked so elated. He stammered, "K-Kelly, oh my God, you look - you look - perfect." At first I was sort of shocked by his intensity, but when I looked down at myself - at my belly, I was really delighted. I felt so cute, it was like Teddy was helping me see myself in a new way - and it was nice. "It's not poking out too much?" "No." And he just stared at me, with this haunted expression. I asked, "Are you all right?" "Y - Yes..." "Are you sure?" "Yes, this is nice. You look pretty. I mean, well, you look..." "What?" "Kelly, you have such pale skin, and - I don't know, if you were any skinnier you just couldn't look quite as pretty." "What do you mean?" "I mean - your tummy, it's so nice, it looks so perfect and smooth, and -and, so feminine." I totally LOVED hearing him compliment me like this, and I told him, "Go on, and don't stop." "You want me to say more?" "YES!" I demanded. He took a deep breath and continued. "You have such pretty, well, amazing pale skin, and it just seems so smooth." I suddenly felt beautiful. Teddy has such a sensitive way about him, and I just feel so wonderful when I hear him talk. And right then, I was just melting with happiness. I begged, "Go on..." "Kelly, you know how some beautiful old paintings in a museum, when they show a woman, her skin - they seem so pale?" "Like paintings of nude women?" "Yes, you know how, well - to me, it looks like the artist spent his whole life trying to create something so utterly perfect. Do you understand what I mean?" "I think so..." "The women are painted with such care, and it almost seems like they are glowing - like they are so pale and so perfect - that they seem to glow." I couldn't respond, the mood was just too joyful. He asked, "Do you understand what I am trying to describe?" I nodded. It was weird, I mean, I was sitting across from my big brother, holding my T-shirt up, showing him my tummy. And I was sitting cross-legged with my knees wide, with just white panties and a white t-shirt. I should have felt - I don't know, maybe embarrassed or something. But I didn't - I felt happy and beautiful. Teddy carefully spoke, "And when I say baby fat, I guess I'm just trying to tell you - to praise you, because, well, you really and truly seem to glow." Hearing my brother say that, my heart just melted - I felt so blessed that he would share something so lovely. I whispered, "Teddy, thank you." "For what?" "I don't know, for making me feel so pretty." He smiled and said, "I told you, I like your baby fat." I said, "Do you think I should I make my belly bigger?" "Oh no, don't push it out like you did before, I could tell you were straining." "No, not like that." "What do you mean?" "Here, tell me if you can see it get any bigger." And then, I reached over to the side of the bed and I grabbed his big glass of juice. To reach like I did, I needed to move my legs, so I was no longer sitting crossed legged, I was now sitting with my knees and feet wide on the bed, right in front of Teddy. I lifted the cold glass and held it to my lips. I said, "Now watch, and tell me if you can see anything change." "Okay, lemme get in close." Then Teddy moved a little and repositioned himself so his face was right in close to my tummy. I instructed him, "Watch carefully." And with that, I gulped down another huge glass of juice. The lemon and ginger mix was sweet and cold. I drank it as fast as I could. As soon as I finished, Teddy was laughing really hard. "What?" I asked. "Are you doing that?" "No, what?" "Oh God Kelly, it happened, I just watched your belly get even bigger." "Really - How big?" My brother smiled and said, "Well, before it was just a 9 on the cute scale, but now it's topped out at a perfect 10!" And we both laughed. With that, I let go of my t-shirt and let it fall over my tummy. Teddy immediately exclaimed, "Oh Kelly - NO!" There was a fearful panic in his voice. It was a little bit awkward, but I could tell he was upset. I whispered, "I'm sorry." Without any hesitation, I lifted it back up, so he could see again. "Thank you, it's just - you look SO pretty, really..." He spoke quietly; just seeing my tummy calmed him down. He whispered, "Oh God, Kelly - You're just SO beautiful." His voice was filled with such sincerity it made my heart race. He was on his knees, his face still close to my tummy. At that moment, I felt so full and so perfectly satisfied. I mean, had been drinking a lot all day, and now - I just added to that. I felt like I was brimming with his ginger drink. And I felt so healthy because of it. And at the same time, the special apricot oil was making me feel like this was all a dream - a beautiful and magical dream. Teddy was staring at my tummy, and he seemed, well - almost hypnotized. I looked down at myself, and I was surprised to see my own tummy. Somehow, the image was really pretty, and that was a huge change for me. I said, "It's hard to believe that just a few weeks ago these panties were too big on me." "They were?" "Yeah, I had lost so much weight they almost wouldn't stay on." I felt so funny saying that to my brother. It just felt too intimate or something. Maybe Ruthie's special apricot oil was clouding my feelings. I mean, I was asking him to look at my tight white panties, and I was sitting with my legs spread wide. But at the same time, it felt good - somehow - I just LOVED saying it. Teddy seemed lost, he whispered, "They look pretty..." I thought my honesty might seem too strong or something. And in a way, that's what felt so good. It was nice to be so open with Teddy. I looked down at myself, and my panties were really tight on me, almost like they were two sizes too small. And then I spread my legs just a little bit wider. I giggled, "This seems funny, but I'm still thirsty." Teddy asked, "Should I get you more juice from the fridge? Would it help?" "No, I think I'm fine." "Are you sure?" "I just think the ginger and lemon together really help." "They do? How." "Well, it just helps because..." And I trailed off. "Tell me." "Well, I've been drinking SO much, and it helps, it changes the way - well the way I..." "What?" "This is a little embarrassing, but it changes the way - the way I have to pee." "How?" I paused before answering. I felt this amazing connection to Teddy, and it felt so easy and wonderful to share such personal reflections. I truly WANTED to tell him how I was feeling. I carefully spoke, "Well - I pee SO much more - I mean, it used to be just - like, a little dribble, but - Oh God, not now." "More than a dribble?" I giggled, "It just gushes out, it's sort of amazing. It just seems to go on and on and on." "That's good, that must help, it's the reason the doctor, and Ruthie, want you to drink so much." "It does help, it really does, but..." "But what?" I hesitated, it was just hard for me to say stuff so intimate and personal. My brother calmly said, "I care about you, I've been so worried, you can tell me." "Are you sure?" "Yes, it's okay, I want to know how you are feeling. It helps me." "Well, I kind of pee so much, it's like - I end up peeing three times - all in a row." "Really?" "It's funny, but it's been like that for a while now." "Three times, like - how?" "Within a few minutes, like - I mean, I get to the bathroom - and I pee once, and it's just a little bit. Then after I wait a minute, pee again - and then - after a little while, I'll pee a third time." "Wow, good for you - that what the doctors wants, isn't it?" "Yes, but the third time, it's weird, it's just SO much..." "Really?" "Yes, it's really a LOT, it seems to go on forever." "Kelly, Whatever is happening, I can tell you are healthy and strong right now, I'm happy for you I smiled to hear him say that, it felt so true. I thought about the feeling of my pee. It wasn't like a normal liquid, it was more like thick oil. It was incredibly slippery and smooth. Ruthie's oil made it FEEL so different, it felt almost buttery. I wanted to tell him that, that I liked it, that it felt nice, but it just seemed too weird. He could tell I was preoccupied with my thoughts, and he said, "It's okay. You seem so healthy." Then I went on. "It's funny, but there is almost no smell." "No smell?" "Yeah - My pee isn't - well - smelly or anything." "How can you tell?" And there was a really weird pause, and I guess I should have felt embarrassed, but I didn't. I know Teddy was concerned, and he responded in his wonderfully kind way. "Kelly, it's okay, please don't worry - I'm just so happy you're feeling better." "It's embarrassing." "Kelly, I love you, so nothing you can say should ever be embarrassing." "Oh Teddy, that helps me to hear you say that..." "I care about you, deeply." I nervously went on, "This week, well, twice this week I - I ended up wetting my pants, it feels funny to say that." "It's okay." "I couldn't get to the bathroom quick enough - I couldn't help it- really - it just happened so fast." "Kelly, please don't worry about that at all." "But..." "Kelly - Please, I care too much about you. We didn't know what was wrong when you went to the hospital. Oh God, I sat outside your room and cried when you were in there." "You did?" "I was so scared. And - I mean, PLEASE don't worry, wetting your pants is such a little thing, it's nothing to worry about. I mean, after all you've been through, and it sort of seems normal, especially since you have been drinking so much." "Well, I am glad it was your special ginger juice, because..." "Because why?" "Well, it made it - I mean, wetting myself like I did, it wasn't that bad." "Really?" "This may seem funny, but there wasn't any kind of smell. I mean there was, but..." "But what?" "When I first did it, when I wet my pants, it was in the hall as I was trying to get to the bathroom, and suddenly, my legs were soaking - oh God - I was so ashamed and worried, but..." "But what?" He asked in a very reassuring tone. "It's funny - it smelled like ginger, it smelled nice - and it was such a relief, it felt like I hadn't done anything bad." "You could smell the ginger? "And the lemon too" "Really?" I giggled a little, "You may not believe me, but..." "What?" "It surprised me because - well - it smelled sort of - well - pleasant." "Really? That sounds nice." I giggled, "It's true - I love the way ginger smells." Teddy smiled. He thought before he spoke. "Kelly, it's nice to hear you sound happy, that makes me feel so good." "You've helped me a lot." He smiled and said, "Well, I love the way ginger smells too." We sat there in a contented silence. Teddy was focused on me, and I was still sitting with my knees and feet wide, so I could sit comfortably and so he could more easily look at my tummy. I whispered, "It feels nice to know you like my tummy so much..." "I do - it's beautiful." Oh God - I love Teddy - I love him SO much. He's been so good to me during all of this. And now, finally - am feeling healthy, and it's been because of him. His support and kindness have been so important to me. And - Teddy can be so emotional, and it's something beautiful, something that makes me love him even more. I felt so blessed to know he loves me like he does. Especially about my health, and even my belly. It's hard to describe how genuinely happy and loving Teddy was about seeing my tummy. I mean, it's something that I used to worry about - I was ashamed and embarrassed, but right now - I feel glorious knowing Teddy is looking at me, at my smooth soft belly. Because of my wonderful brother, I feel beautiful. I could tell Teddy was somehow comforted just to see my healthy tummy, and - oh God - it let me believe in something so wonderful. I loved the way it made me feel. As Teddy looked at me, I carefully rolled my t-shirt up, so I didn't have to hold it anymore. I carefully rolled the white fabric up just until it got up to the bottom of my breasts. I moved slowly, and Teddy watched in silence as carefully manipulated the fabric my shirt. Teddy's expression was so adoring and tender. And I let him stare. He whispered, "Oh Kelly - Thank you." I giggled, "For what? YOU are helping ME." "I guess I'm saying thank you for - well - for letting me see your tummy - for your beautiful baby fat." I laughed and replied, "You're welcome, I'm glad you like it." "I do - it's perfect - and lovely - really..." "My baby fat?" "Oh god Kelly, yes. Your gorgeous and perfect baby fat." I had to catch my self right then, I thought I might cry. There is something so sweet about Teddy, and it makes my heart soar. I said, "Teddy - I don't think there is anyone else in the whole world but you who could say 'baby fat' and make it sound so sweet." With that he quietly whispered, "Perfect - Beautiful - Baby fat." There was a calm moment of silence, and a very real connection between us. I was sitting upright, with my legs spread wide and my back against the headboard of Teddy's bed. And I looked at my big brother, not sure what he was thinking. He seemed tranquil, but at the same time so gentle - almost hypnotized. "Kelly, your skin is so perfect." "I worry I'm too pale." "Oh no, don't you dare worry. It's perfect, and your tummy - and even your belly button just look so perfect." I loved hearing him say this; I love his voice so much. I wanted to hear him say more - it just made me feel like I was melting. I whimpered, "Go on..." He smiled and asked, "You want me to say more about your tummy?" "Yes - please..." "Really?" "Please!" "Good, I'm honored. Your skin is nice and - well it's a really nice pink, and smooth looking." "Go on..." "There is something so pretty, and so feminine about your tummy. I feel, well - gratified just to look at it..." His calm voice created something so desperate in me. I whispered, "Please - Go on..." "I could go on forever, I feel like I could write a love poem, just about your smooth and beautiful belly button." Quietly I begged, "Please..." He held his hand out in front of me, close to my belly - between my knees as I sat upright against the headboard. He asked, "Is this okay?" "Yes - it's okay." He seemed nervous as he spoke, "But, I feel funny. It's scary, it's too perfect." Teddy and Kelly "Please, it's okay." "Sorry, but it's just so beautiful." "C'mon Teddy - It's just my tummy." With that, he gently set his soft fingertips on the skin of my belly. Almost not touching me at all, just barely - but the sensation was delicious and tender. He whispered, "Oh God Kelly, it's nice - you feel so smooth." And then I sort of shuddered from the tingly sensation. Teddy hesitated, "Should I stop?" "No - please - it's nice..." With that, he carefully caressed my tummy. And then it hit me, this pose we were both in, me and my beautiful brother - was so unbelievably erotic and loving. I mean, I was sitting upright with my legs spread wide, and Teddy was caressing the bare skin of my belly just above my white panties, and just below my rolled up white t-shirt. It felt so perfectly sensual. I looked at myself, my bellybutton and Teddy's hands, and right then I realized my breasts, without my bra, were - they were - well, my nipples were REALLY hard. I thought I should be embarrassed, but I wasn't - not at all - I felt proud and happy. It was something beautiful, and I was joyous. And Teddy, Oh God, he seemed so delighted, so utterly focused and tender. His fingertips cautiously tracing slow circles around my bellybutton. He was lost in some sort of haunting and intense emotion. Oh my God, I was simply melting with happiness. Then, I watched as he finally touched my bellybutton, and he slowly put his finger in it, and I flinched. I giggled, "Teddy!" "Should I stop?" "It's okay - it tickles." "Kelly, I missed hearing you laugh." And with that, he wiggled his fingertip, just a tiny bit. I smiled and said, "Be careful, you know how ticklish I am." "I remember how I would tickle you as a little girl, that was fun." "That drove me crazy, I would get so squirmy and giggly." "Giggly is nice." And with that, he wiggled his finger in my bellybutton a little harder. I immediately squirmed and laughed. "Teddy!" He stopped, and looked up at me - we were both smiling and happy. "This is fun, I mean - your baby fat is cute and I forgot how sensitive you are." I shivered and said, "Be careful, you know how I am, I don't wanna pee." "Okay Little Miss Baby Fat." "Just be careful." I giggled. Then, Teddy repositioned himself very slowly and very deliberately. Without moving his warm hands from my tummy, he moved in a little closer to me. I had to spread my legs even wider as he inched himself forward on his knees, close to me - to my smooth belly. Without knowing why, I rolled up my t-shirt just a little more, so more of my pale skin was showing for Teddy. I could tell he was excited, and I WANTED him to see my tummy. I WANTED him to be happy, to get even MORE excited. But, if my shirt was rolled up any more, my little breasts would be showing. He whispered, "Baby fat - Baby fat..." It was just exactly what he would say when I was a little girl, when he would tickle me. Just hearing him say that again, I was instantly flooded with joyous memories. "Baby fat... Baby fat..." And he slowly wiggled his fingertip in my belly button, and I immediately giggled. I laughed, "Ooooh, I forgot how nice this feels!" "Mmmmmm - Baby fat..." He wiggled his finger just a little faster. I shuddered and squirmed back, firm against the headboard of the bed. Teddy crawled right up toward me, keeping his knees between my legs - but he was even closer than before - and I had to spread my legs even wider. My tight white panties were almost touching Teddy as he moved closer. The sensation was delightful - and I was laughing - and it was such a wonderful feeling - a powerful release after so long feeling unhealthy and worried. It was dream like and exhilarating. Teddy was beaming and said, "This is beautiful." Suddenly - I started squirming up onto my knees. I felt like it was too much, and I was scared, I blurted out: "Be careful." Teddy stopped, and looked at me with a very real concern in his eyes. He asked, "What is it?" "I might - oh God - I might..." "Kelly?" "I'm scared I might pee." Teddy looked sympathetic, and said, "I'm sorry." "Oh no, it's okay - don't be sorry." Then, he gently put both hands on my hips. He was trying to be comforting to me, and I could tell how deeply he cared for me. I could FEEL his devotion from the gentleness of his fingertips. We sat there for just a few seconds, and I could feel it building - the sensation of wanting - needing - to pee. Teddy was so attentive - and there was nothing I could do. I made no effort to move, not at all, I was frozen. We sat that way, in a sort of desperate silence - for almost a full minute. Teddy stayed fixated on me, focused on my panties, and I felt so beautiful. Then it happened, I was gasping, "Oh no - I - I'm gunna..." "Kelly, it's okay..." And I was suddenly peeing. Teddy held my hips, and focused his eyes between my legs, on my underwear. I squealed, "Teddy! Oh Fuck! - Oh NO!" Instantly, I could feel the wetness - it was soaking through my tight white panties. I squirmed and tried to hold it in, and then I kind of squeezed enough to stop it - It lasted for just a few seconds, but I knew there was even more. Somehow - the intensity caused us both to freeze, and we were both stone-still. There was this odd sensation; it was like time had stopped. Oh god - I was scared, and at the same time exhilarated. I looked up at Teddy, and he was staring at me, at my wet panties - utterly wide-eyed with a kind of sympathetic shock. I looked down between my legs and I was overwhelmed at the sight. Even though I just peed a little bit, there was a big wet stain on the bed, and my panties were soaked, and the wetness, and the thin white fabric made my pubic hair stand out for both of us to see. I don't have that much pubic hair, it's really thin, but the tightness and the wetness of my panties made every tiny curl stand out, dark and obvious. And, the wetness made it easy to see the sopping lips of my vagina, pressed flat against the sheer white cotton. And my legs were wet, and they glistened in the lamplight. And - Oh God - Teddy legs were wet too. Then a wave of emotion hit me, I felt so completely and utterly ashamed. It felt like I might cry, and my body was shaking. I whispered, "Oh God - I'm sorry - I'm sorry..." Teddy interrupted, "NO!" "But... "No Kelly - No, don't feel bad - please - no..." And I looked at Teddy. He wasn't upset at all - instead, he was overwhelmed with emotion. But it wasn't fear of disgust - he looked - I didn't understand it - but he looked completely exhilarated. Then it hit me - the rich sweet smell of ginger. Teddy must have sensed it too, it smelled clean. The puddle between my legs was something that seemed - oh God - almost beautiful. We sat like that for a long time. Me holding back tears - and Teddy looking so emotional. Then Teddy whispered, "It's okay Kelly - don't feel bad." "I couldn't help it..." "Don't worry." "But - It's all over your bed - I didn't - I couldn't..." Teddy calmed me with a low, "Shhhhhhhh..." He pulled off his big white dress shirt, and without any hesitation he began to gently dry my legs. The tenderness in his motions was making my heart ache. Then I saw it, Teddy - without his shirt covering his lap, I could see his baggy boxer shorts. I didn't understand it at first, but I could see he had - he was - Oh God - he was hard, and I could tell, I could see it. Teddy looked at me, and it was obvious I staring - I was focused entirely on his underwear - on his hard penis pushing out against the white fabric. And it was wet, from me, from my peeing. "Kelly, don't worry..." "I don't understand what's happening." He stopped drying my legs and set his shirt aside. He stammered, "Please don't feel bad - Please..." We stared at each other, each at the others underwear. Both of us were frozen, unmoving. I sat there with my legs wide, and he stayed still with his erection jutting up toward me. It felt so - oh God - so dreamlike and emotional. I whispered, "I wet your bed, I'm so sorry..." "Please Kelly, you didn't do anything bad." "I got it on you too, I made everything all wet..." "Shhhh..." I whispered, "I'm sorry, it's me - it's because f me, because I drank too much of Ruthie's juice." "No, it's okay." "I'm sorry, I drank too much." Then - I felt a deep building pressure, and I knew I was going to pee again. "Teddy - I need to..." "What?" The need to pee was inevitable, and I squirmed a little as I tried to hold it back. "Teddy, it's - I need to get up - I'm gunna pee again - I can't help it..." I started to try and get up and Teddy put his hands on my hips. He gently held me in place, he didn't let me move. He quietly asked, "Really? Are you? Again?" "Yes." And I didn't move, instead, I just stared at his erection straining against the fabric of his baby blue underwear. "Kelly - are you sure." I whimpered, "YES!" And then he spoke, it a beautiful and haunted whisper. "Kelly - Shhhhhh - it's all right Baby, don't worry." His gentle voice has always calmed me down - all my life, but right then his voice just melted my heart - I felt completely weak and helpless. "Baby, it's fine." As he spoke he held my hips and moved towards me. "Please, it's all right Kelly, it's all right..." And then, ever so tenderly, Teddy carefully lifted me, with my wet legs spread wide, up onto his lap. I was straining right then, trying so hard to hold back against the inevitable - against peeing again. And it forced me to squirm as he cautiously pulled me, from my hips, toward his erection. I whimpered like a little girl, "But, I am gunna - I feel it - I need to pee - really bad." He just whispered, "Don't worry." "I - I drank too much juice." "I know..." Teddy moved forward, toward me until I was pressed against the headboard of the bed. Part of me wanted desperately to hug my beautiful brother - but instead, I leaned back and held onto the headboard. My arms were wide, and I felt like I was letting Teddy look at me. I desperately WANTED Teddy to look at me. My pose -I felt so BOLD and excited - it allowed Teddy to see me. I arched my back and pushed my hips a little bit forward to let him get a better look between my legs. "Kelly - Please - Don't worry." I was propped up tall, and the way both of Teddy's knees were pushed up under me, my wet panties were almost touching his erection under his boxers. He held my hips softly. My arms were out stretched on the headboard. Teddy was staring at my soaking panties and my wet pubic hair and my vagina lips. I had to pee so bad - I began to squirm. Teddy whispered, "Don't worry, it's okay." "I can't help it." "Oh God - Kelly it's okay - please." I gasped, "I need to - I need to - I need to pee - really bad." Teddy begged, "Pleeeeeease..." "But - it's too much - I can't hold it..." "Kelly - It's okay - please..." Then Teddy wriggled under me, and the - Oh God - it seemed so fast -and I don't understand what happened, but he pulled his boxers off. And suddenly, I saw his penis - it just seemed to spring up - Oh God - it was hard and straight, jutting upright and throbbing, just inches from my wet panties. I squirmed and gasped, "Oh God - Oh God..." I have never EVER seen a boy naked. It seemed unimaginably huge and hard. Teddy whispered, "Oh Kelly..." Right then, time had stopped. This moment was absolutely magical, it just felt so powerful, so tender, And so beautiful. Teddy was lost in some haunted trance. Teddy was focused entirely on my wet panties, and I could tell - I just knew - that he was thrilled to the point of being transported to some higher realm. And it was ME that made Teddy so excited. Oh God - it was ME that made his penis so huge. Right then - I felt SO beautiful - in that magical timeless moment - I was awash in love. My position - with my legs spread wide on Teddy's lap felt so gratifying, I could look at us - both of us - and see everything. My nipples were hard, they were erect and prominent under the thin fabric of my t-shirt. I felt unbelievably beautiful. I stared intently at my brother's long hard penis, waiting. Then, in a kind of panic, Teddy stammered, "Oh God, Kelly - I need to... " "What is it?" "Kelly - I - I - I'm - I need to..." And I watched as Teddy pulled at my wet panties. He was on fire with emotion, and I realized that he was trying to get them off - he pulled them down in a desperate and needy motion. He stammered, "Kelly - I - I love you..." Suddenly I was frantic and squirming, partly to help Teddy pull my panties down, and partly because I had to pee SO BAD. I stammered, "Let me - please - I can help..." I was wriggling feverishly - I had to move up on high onto the headboard of the bed to get them off, I actually had to stand up for a few seconds, to get them off my feet. With my wet pubic hair just inches from my brother's face, I pulled my damp underwear down and off and let it fall on the bed. It seemed like we both moved in slow motion, but in just a few seconds, the panties were off - and Teddy was breathing so deeply his whole body kind of trembled. I carefully got down again - in that same pose - and I was straddling Teddy's thighs exactly as I had been just a few seconds before. Teddy stammered, "Kelly - your shirt..." Without any hesitation I pulled my t-shirt off, over my head, and - right then - we were both completely naked - and I was squirming from my desperate attempt to hold back a flood - I could feel so much pressure, it was almost too much. Teddy held my hips, as I squirmed, he looked at me - my eyes, my small breasts, my nipples - my tummy - and my sopping vagina. I whispered, "I don't know - It's too..." Teddy moved so his erection was closer, straight up, aligned with the wet lips of my vagina. Less than an inch apart. It seemed the world was moving with an overwhelming feverish energy, but at the same time everything was in slow motion. I was swept up and couldn't do anything else but drink in the love I was feeling from Teddy. My squirming was getting frantic, and my hips seemed to pump, and I pushed myself - my wet groin - on purpose - firm against Teddy's beautiful erection. He responded, "Oh God - Kelly - PLEASE!" Then Teddy slowly pulled my hips in close to his hard penis, it felt so magical. He whispered, "Beautiful baby fat..." At that moment I simply exploded - and there was suddenly a hot wet surging from between my legs. I absolutely squealed with joy, "Oh God - OH FUCK!" I peed, squirting out, hot and strong, down onto Teddy's erection. A thick stream splashed all over Teddy's lap. My brother cried out, "Oh God - Kelly - YES!" Some instinct overcame me, and I tried to arch myself taller - up on my knees - and thrust my groin against Teddy's erection, pressing, soaking him, letting it splash. I gasped out, "Oh Teddy!" The hot flow positively captivated Teddy, he was wide-eyed and awestruck - panting wildly. I was shaking, but I was desperately trying to sit up, to see it all. The stream was beautiful and splattering down - all over Teddy and onto the sheets. I was consumed with a frantic wanting, and I squirmed and crawled onto Teddy, pushing him down on the bed, flat onto his back. My knees were still wide, and the flow was directed at his erection and his belly. Teddy stammered, "Oh God - Kelly - Yes!" Then, it slowed down, eventually to a trickle, and it glided down along the inside of my thighs. When it finally stopped, I was straddling my brother, tall on my knees looking down at Teddy on his back, and he was absolutely glistening. My brother lay prone, breathing deeply, looking up at me, straight up, directly at my sopping vagina. I arched hips, and pushed my pelvis closer to his face. I desperately WANTED Teddy to see, to really SEE me. Teddy stammered, "Oh God - Kelly - this is so beautiful..." I whispered, "I - I think - th-there's a little more." "What?" asked Teddy. "I - I'm going to - there's a little more, I can feel it." Teddy whispered, "Yes - yes, oh please..." I inched forward on my knees, so he could see better. "Kelly - Yes - yes, oh please - PLEASE!" Then, I pushed, and a final small spurt rained down, hot on Teddy's smooth chest. "Oh God - Kelly!" exclaimed Teddy. The emotional release was staggering. All I could do was stay frozen, tall on my knees, amazed at what I had just done. I felt like I was about to explode with love. Teddy was ecstatic, and panting. I was wet, my brother was wet, the sheets were wet! "Oh my God..." I whispered. Our bodies seemed to sparkle in the orange light of the tiny bedside lamp. It was like we were drowning in the thick sweet smell of ginger. Teddy smiled and stammered, "It's - it's so warm..." I looked down at my self and my thin pubic hair was sopping and glistening - and Teddy too, both of us had wet pubic hair. I stuttered, "Teddy? Oh my God, Teddy, I - can't believe what I just did..." He whimpered, "Kelly, I love you." Teddy slowly and gently pulled me down, and held me tight against his wet chest and my full body pressed against his sopping torso and legs. It was then that I felt it. It was Ruthie's Magic Oil, it made everything so slippery. The sensation of my pee was so velvety and so smooth. My brother must have felt it too, because the wetness - my pee - was so oily, and even a little bit thick, almost like it was soapy. I was holding him, and he was holding me - the feeling between us was sensual and warm. It was beautiful. And the way I was laying, my soggy groin was pressing against Teddy's hard penis, made me feel positively overjoyed. We lay there together, frozen in a sort of shock. I wanted to say something - to THANK my beautiful brother, for letting me do what I did. But I was just too astonished to say anything. Then, Teddy cautiously whispered, "Kelly, can I ask you something?" "Yes - anything." "You said tonight, earlier - you told me sometimes you pee three times." "I know..." "Do you, I mean - do you think you could..." "What?" "Could you pee one more time?" "Teddy, are you serious?" "Could you?" There was such desperation in his voice, something I've never heard before. I thought for a moment, then quietly replied. "I think so - Maybe..." He sounded excited, "Really, can you try?" "Yes, I think so..." "Kelly - it's just - I mean - what happened, what we just did - it was so beautiful..." I couldn't believe how tender he sounded. I thought for a moment, and slowly I knew the answer. "Yes, I'll try, I think so - I know I can." When I said that, my brother was somehow - I don't know - relived maybe. Or maybe he was happy. I whispered, "It might take a few minutes, before - well, before I can feel it, I mean before I can pee again, but it'll will happen..." "You told me the third time you pee is different." "It is, it really is. It goes on and on." "Good." "And, when I pee the third time, it feels REALLY good." Teddy whispered, like he was hypnotized, "Oh Kelly, that sounds beautiful." With that, he hugged me so tight and with such emotion, I thought I would cry from feeling such joy. Oh God - It felt so good. It was like he gave me permission to pee again - I could tell he WANTED me to, that he was excited for me. The embrace was so slippery and oily from the drenching pee all over both of us. Teddy was still breathing hard, in an anxious way. It was so intense, I hugged him, tighter, but at the same time I felt this overwhelming NEED to let Teddy see me. And for me to see him.