Tiffany's Diaper Tales
                         Volume II
                      By BabyInDiapers
                     Written 11/24/2004
                        Chapter 004


A few days passed and I was still in Arizona living with 
Laura's daddy, and little brother. (Ralf & Joey) Meanwhile 
back in Florida, Mommy and daddy and Aunt Kathy were being 
held in jail. Teala was at home by herself. Tammy was away at 
college in north Florida. Amy was in Montana and had no idea 
what was going on until a couple days later when she called 
home and Teala answered the phone. Laura's mom got back into 
town and later visited Mom and dad and told them that I was ok 
and far away. She also told Teala the same which also got to 
Amy later on via phone. About a week later Grandpa came down 
to pay bail money for Mom, dad, and Aunt Kathy. They were not 
to leave town at all. SO by the middle of the first week 
school was in session.


Mommy, daddy, and Aunt Kathy and Teala were at home, and Tammy 
and Amy were at college and they were all in the loop. Mom and 
dad knew where I was but could not call me or even take down 
the number for fear of the police finding it. They were still 
being questioned as to where I was. Nobody even suspected 
Laura's mom since even her own daughter and neighbors thought 
she was on a business trip. She even had one of the managers 
cover for her too! Even though Tammy was in college the police 
talked to her and she said that she brought me home and parked 
the fan and then ditched town to go to college since she had 
to be there anyway. They didn't arrest her since she did not 
assault an officer or resist arrest like my parents did. The 
law had turned it over to the social workers to try and find 
me. I had already missed a week of school.


What was really crazy is some news stories were saying that I 
had been murdered and that's why no one could spot me 
anywhere. Luckily the story wasn't big enough to reach to the 
other coast. Meanwhile I was still in Arizona and had no idea 
about the rest of the family's status. Then one night the 
phone rang and it was Laura's mom. She was on a payphone 
outside of a restaurant. She conveyed the information to Ralf 
and asked about me so she could update my family. I could tell 
it was her because of his side of the conversation. After he 
hung up I was eager to hear any news.


"So what's going on? How's my family?" "Your grandfather 
bailed them out, and they are all home and awaiting there 
court dates. The police questioned everyone and they never 
suspected my ex wife of anything. The police have turned the 
case over to the social workers. I'm glad they are out of 
jail. But what does that mean for me now, can I go home?" 
"Nope not yet. Your parents trials will be coming up within a 
couple weeks. The social workers will never let it rest. The 
day you show up in Florida before you're 18, they'll take you 
away from your parents and put you with a foster family." I 
started to cry when I realized this. "So what are we going to 
do?" I asked. "Well, you have a couple of choices. I can 
enroll you in school here for a while under a fake name, or 
you can skip school but you'll be a year behind when you 
finally do start again." He said. "I wanna go home!" I said. 
"Now listen. After your family is done dealing with the law 
now in a few months or so, your parents can come out here and 
get you and you all can move to any other state accept 
Florida. Then you can go to school under your real name again. 
You'll see your family again, just not in Florida."


I just ran into the bedroom and slammed the door and cried 
into my pillow. I didn't want to leave Florida! My family, 
friends, church, school, the band. My whole life was there! 
Why should I have to be on the run for the next 6 years! I 
cried for a while. Then I came back out and stood in front of 
Ralf. "I'm going to turn myself in. I am going to prove that 
my parent's are not bad people and the social workers will 
have no reason to take me away! They never hurt me. So there's 
no reason I can't go back!" I said. "Honey, b y the time they 
do realize that you'll probably be 18 honey. Now sit down and 
think bout what you're doing before you do it." Ralf said. He 
was right. I couldn't just act on an emotional outburst. Too 
many people had gone to far to give me a chance.


Ralf was right, in a few months I would be able to see my 
parents again. I could just go to school under a fake name for 
one year. I went to be dearly that night. I prayed a lot, and 
cried even more it seemed. I asked God to give me a direction. 
My mind kept coming back to the scriptures about not hiding 
and running from your sins and facing up to things and about 
honesty. Using fake names and tricking the law wasn't honest. 
I prayed again before falling asleep. "Lord, if you want me to 
follow your word and be an honest person, and not to run 
anymore, please give me the strength to do it. And be with the 
social workers and help them to see how much I love my family 
and that they don't hurt me. In Jesus' name. Amen." I laid 
there for a while. I felt like the weight was lifted from my 
shoulders. I soon fell fast asleep.



The next morning I woke up early and packed my stuff. I 
changed my diaper and dressed myself. I sat in the living room 
for a while. Ralf woke an hour or so later and came out to get 
the paper. "What in the world you doing up so early?" He 
asked. "I want you to take me to the bus station. I'm going to 
take a one way ticket back home. I'm not going to run from 
this. I have faith in God, and I trust him to make this work 
out in the end." I said plainly. "Well dang girl you have more 
faith then I'll ever have. But if that's what you really want, 
I'll take you in and get you a ticket." "I have money." I 
said. "Well ok then. Are you sure you'll be ok traveling by 
yourself all that way?" He asked. "I've been on a bus before. 
I'll be ok." I said. A while later Joey was up and we had 
breakfast. We stopped by Mrs. Holland's place on the way into 
town and I thanked her for taking care of me. I hugged Cindy 
too and thanked her. Then I went over and hugged Loren. I 
handed her a piece of paper with my parents address and phone 
number and my e-mail address. "Keep in touch. You've been a 
good friend to me. Thank you." I said as I hugged her. 


I thanked Ralf again for letting me stay and gave him $100 I 
said good bye to him and Joey and got a ticket and they stood 
there waiting until my bus left. I sat on the Greyhound bus 
waving out the window to Joey and Ralf. We had a long trip 
ahead of us. There would be a few meal stops and also regular 
bus stops. All I had to do was stay on the bus until it got to 
Orlando. Ralf said he'd call his ex wife and have her pick me 
up at the bus stop early in the morning in a couple days.


I laid down since I had a seat to myself. I had to change my 
dirty diapers twice on the trip. I was glad I brought a bunch 
of wipes. It was hard standing up in the bathroom and going it 
while the bus was moving. For all that effort I might as well 
have gone on the potty. But, I didn't really want to. I needed 
the babyish feelings of diapers and losing control in them. I 
had a tough road ahead of me. I was scared, and yet calm at 
the same time. It seemed like forever but finally we pulled 
into the Orlando stop. I had made it.


Laura and her mommy were there. She had woke her daughter up 
early to come with her. She was then going to drop me off at 
my house! When we pulled into the driveway I was so excited. I 
ran up and opened the door and ran into the house! "MOMMY! 
DADDY!" I yelled. They both ran into the living room and held 
onto me. "OH honey!" mommy cried. "We missed you so much." 
Daddy said. We were all crying. I missed you a lot! But I made 
a friend out in Arizona and it was ok. But I prayed for you 
every day though." I said.  "Honey, you were really brave to 
take the bus by yourself and to come home even though the 
social workers are still going to try to take you. We will 
fight them." Mommy said. "No, don't fight them. I don't' want 
you to get into any more trouble. We shouldn't have tried to 
run in the first place. God told me he wants me to be an 
honest person and someone who doesn't run. Even though wee 
were right and the lady and the guard at the store were wrong, 
if we had stayed and faced them, it wouldn't have been this 
bad." I said. Mommy and daddy held me. "You're right. We 
thought about that too. I'm so sorry we made things worse by 
running." Dad said. "It's ok. We just got scared that's all. 
We will learn from all this." I said. Aunt Kathy came in. 
"Tiffany!" she said as she ran over and hugged me.


I got to talk to Tammy, and Amy on the phone that night. Emily 
and Laura came over too. I stayed up until 10. Luckily the 
weekend was here. So I would have a couple days to play before 
going back to school. I knew once I went to school word would 
get out and they would come and take me away. It wasn't a 
question of if, but when. But I put that out of my mind and 
played in Emily's garage. Robert and I held each other and 
kissed again that night while in Emily's garage. That night I 
went home and slept in mommy and daddy's bed with them. Mommy 
breast fed me before bed. "Now you remember that we can't tell 
them about mommy breast feeding you. I don't know what they'd 
do if they found that out." Mommy said. "Don't worry, I won't 
That is none of there business anyway. I said as I laid back 
down next to mommy. The next morning I had breakfast and gave 
mom and dad a hug and a kiss.


I rode the bus with Emily and Laura. Everyone was really 
surprised to see me. They had all kinds of questions. I didn't 
tell them much though. As soon as I showed up in the front 
office they all gave me hugs. While I was getting changed by 
Miss Megan the principal stood outside. When I came out I had 
to go to his office. I sat there a while. He then came back in 
with a social worker. "Hi there Tiffany. I'm Mrs. Cortez. I am 
a county social worker." She said. "I know. You are here to 
take me away from my family right?" I said with a frown on my 
face. "Well not exactly. But I do want to talk to you about 
some things."  She said as she sat down at his desk. "So 
you've had quite a busy couple of weeks. Everyone's been 
looking for you. You seem to be a better escape artist then 
Houdini!" she said while smiling. "Yeah, I have my ways." I 
said with a smile. 


"Ok well you seem like a smart girl. So let's get down to 
business. I am here to talk to you about what goes on in your 
home. With your family, and so on. Can you run me through a 
typical day in your home life?" Mrs. Cortez asked. "Well 
getting down to business, I think what you rally want to know 
is what's up with the diapers, and my mom treating me like a 
baby. Isn't that right?" I said. She sat back in the chair. 
"Well since you put it that way, yes." "I am a psychological 
infantilist. I like being a baby. I didn't get enough the 
first time around. I don't' really blame my mother for that. A 
lot of people who had good childhoods still enjoy regression."
I said. "Wow such big words." She said. "Anyway, I chose to be 
a baby, and my mother and father allow me to. If anything they 
should get a reward for being an extraordinary parent going 
above and beyond the duty of most parents."


"I love my family, and they love me. The reason they would 
fight and run from the law is only to protect me. The guy at 
the store was a jerk. He rough handled my mommy. My dad stood 
up for our family. And about the spanking, she never leaves 
marks, and she hardly ever spanks me. Plus with a diaper on I 
never feel it anyway. Who are you people to tell my family how 
to work. There are plenty of kids that wind up dead on your 
watch. You wanna know why? It's because you spend to much of 
your time nit-picking around with happy healthy families and 
you don't see the ones that really need help." I said. "Wow so 
your mother had you memorize that whole speech. Very good for 
you." "Look lady, it's not a speech. So what do you really 
want. What could you possibly gain by taking me from my 
family?" I said. We sat there in silence. "I will be right 
back I need to make a phone call." She said as she left.


A few minutes later she came back. "Well Tiffany, from 
interviewing people at school, and your friends, and your 
therapist, everything checks out ok. I have to say I don't 
like the way your family does things, like letting you wear 
diapers, running from the law. But you're right, there are 
worse cases out there. Thanks for seeing me. You take care, 
and try to keep your parents out of trouble will ya?" she said 
as we both laughed. I then went to class. My teacher welcomed 
me back. The next few days I had a lot of make up work, but my 
absences were excused given the circumstances.


That night when I got home I told my parents what happened. We 
all thanked God for his awesome power in making things work 
out ok. That night I again slept with Mommy and Daddy. My head 
was still spinning from the last two weeks so much that I 
didn't really feel quite at home yet. With Amy and Tammy gone 
to college, things had changed at home. Then with recent 
events of the past couple weeks, that was enough adventure for 
anyone, not much less a 12 year old diaper baby!