Without taking his eyes off the rain drenched road, he half muttered the obvious implications to both himself and Shellie, “Hermetically organic, thought conscious and worn for periods of time predicated upon behavior; does mean what I think it does?” came the incredulous reply which continued on with, “You’re telling me that…what…you’ve got something that can be literally worn which can determine if some son-of-bitch is lying and modifying their behavior at the same time simply based upon the answers given? You’ve got a fricken diaper that can do that?
Shellie smiled at Binders insight remarking, “It doesn’t take you long to cut to the heart of the matter does it? But to answer your question yes, but along with something else, it does all that and more, a lot more. It’s foolproof.”
Larry shot back, “That’s a crock full, ain’t no such thing as foolproof. Never has been. Try me again.”
Shellie couldn’t resist the opportunity for her repartee, “Why Constable, I haven’t tried you at all…but I might consider it,” she lingered the thought for the moment, wondered if he had measured the double-entendre, then demurely smiled and continued on with, “If you’re willing that is…I could arrange a…personal…demonstration? Perhaps you would consent…after all…I’m told that men such as yourself have willingly undergone extensive training in resisting various techniques of interrogation; so that if captured to harden themselves to the very same techniques. After all, we both know that some interrogators have forced detainees to wear diapers; for extended periods of time. Moreover, that even NASA has had its astronauts wear diapers; especially prior to liftoff, if not re-entry. I’m told that even those in endurance racing wear them at times.”
“Ms. Porter, first off, the only thing you’re trying is my patience. If you’re gonna shovel a load of crap be sure you’ve got some place to unload it. I catch your drift and there’s no way in hell that I’d let you put a diaper on me and if you think I’m gonna go macho to suc-k-up to you by even trying one on; you’re outta your mind. But the answer is yes; I’d like a demonstration after you tell me exactly what this new diaper of yours can or can’t do…besides…I didn’t miss the “pending programming” part of your fishing expedition. That takes in a whole lot of territory and probably means that it’s still some how major league fubar.”
Of course Shellie lied straight off with, “Constable, I never thought about you in a diaper, besides…”
“Lady, cut the crap ….if you’re gonna talk to me you need to understand; never bullshit a bullshitter. Now, in plain language, so even a man like me can understand, what in the hell does it do and how?
Shellie was beginning to grasp the obvious; Binder was of a singular purpose and would not be swayed into a dalliance, however trivial, which might divert his attention to the matter before him. She liked that unique quality in a man but also the fact that he was a challenge; to which she thought she would now set herself. Thoughtfully she reasoned that if the only way to get his attention was to be straightforward, then what hell, she might as well go for broke; she was close to that end of the spectrum anyway. Rhetorically, she considered the palpable, “What difference would it make now; I’ve already lost my husband and maybe my kids if I can’t keep off the sauce. The mystery of it is why in the hell am I attracted to him at all; especially now?
“Constable,” she began, “I…well…understand…please…what I can tell you in layman’s terms, is limited.”
Larry’s sharp reply of, “Lady, the things that are limited is my time and patience. With you, both are running out. Whatever you tell me is going to be recorded, what I don’t understand, I’ll find out about, one way or another, so, why don’t you do yourself a favor before you find yourself strutting your stuff in the rain; just talk to me, O.K?”
Shellie’s dour face to his quick put down was just a precursor to her reflexive barb, “Fine, to start with, in layman’s terms, do you walk on water too or just piss in it?”
His reply was just as forthright, “Honestly, never thought about trying to walk on it, probably wouldn’t get that far; so that means you’re ready to take a hike?”
“You’re a bastard.”
“So I’ve been told. Couldn’t help it; birth defect and you’re a real piece of work yourself. But I thought we’d already introduced ourselves; now tell me something I don’t know; your time’s about up.”
“Fine, I’ll try and make this simple,” she left out the “just for you” part. She needn’t have bothered; he understood her omission perfectly and just smiled. He was used to being insulted but not by the one he was charged to help. Silently he thought her half-a-loaf short; after all, it wasn’t like he was trying to get in her pants but that’s the way he felt that she was acting towards him. Inwardly he thought her a strange woman who didn’t care who the hell she offended; sort of like him. Somehow he liked that.
She continued on with, “As I said, at F.E.M.M. we have developed a unique product; one which is more absorbent and capable of hermetically sealing itself to the individual. Moreover, it is incapable of being removed without significant traumatic damage to the individual who is wearing it.” She looked at him for a reply to which he sarcastically stated, “I’m simply listening; if you can just explain.”
“Fine, be that way,” she snipped back. “Listen, I’ll start with the basics: cloth diapers are not an option; too bulky and fluid content wise they are ineffectual. Generic diapers are rated not only on absorbency but also as to their general wear ability. The top ranked generic on the market will absorb close to 78 fluid ounces but will leak long before then. Of course you could add any number of soakers but after a certain point the inevitable would still occur.
“The new F.E.M.M. product’s ability to absorb is not only unlimited but as it’s hermetically sealed to the skin it will never leak; either fluid volume or even a portion of the mass of its solid contents. Furthermore, there wouldn’t be any of the unpleasant odors associated with a pant full.”
“Bullshit,”came the reply, “Ain’t no such thing; besides all crap stinks. Besides, whoever the idiot is that’s wearing it’ll soon find themselves with one hellu’va case of rash. Infection’l set in and then where in the hell are you? You got nothing!”
“No, that’s not where you think you’d be. I told you, the product is unique. I’ll speak…slowly…just for you. We have two working models; the first is a pull-up, except for the leg and waist bands it’s a standard ¾ of an inch thick; it’s both programmable and slightly expandable but it isn’t the one that you’d be interested in. The pull-up is the normal utilitarian model that’d be used by the general populace; with some modifications it could do more, but as I said, if you’re simply not into changing diapers or if a period necessitating the use of a diaper is desired which will not leak for short periods of time, say three or four days, if only for an object lesson, this would be the over-the-counter model of choice to use. By inference it would be dispensed and signed for by a responsible party.
“The second model is mildly comparable to a conventional diaper in appearance only; it comes a standard 1 ¼ inch thick and has but two closing tabs, which bond upon contact,
from waist to leg bands, directly to the diapers face; each tab is impermeable. Both models come in any color you’d want as long as it’s pink. For some reason, pink, or various shades associated with it, is the most successful color, on a technological basis, that make either unit viably effective.
“I’ll explain that part in a moment, but first off, within either model, we’re dealing with a radically compressed fiber that’s not the normal refined wood pulp you’d find in the generic, but a cultivated plant fiber called kelar; it’s capable of absorbing over 100 times the liquid volume of the generic with a comparable weight ratio. Of course, when a generic diaper is used its shape begins to fall apart within the confines of the web that initially holds the pulp in place; eventually its fibers separate and then acc-umulate wherever the force of gravity takes them.
“In fact, just within hours most generics begin to fall apart where it counts the most; even if not used. Just the fact that they are worn, or that any type of movement occurs, will cause they to separate and literally fall apart. Ours however, maintain cohesion throughout wear; because it is a composite bonded fiber and will not expand separate nor swell more than a nominal eight percent; again pending programming.
“Our product is enhanced by the fact that the composite fiber, by design, will loose neither form nor cohesive structure as do the generic because our patented syntite threads work in concert with the compound fiber and will not allow the unit to expand; thus forcing it to maintain its integrity by not allowing deformity; regardless of either fluid or bulk content. Basically, that would be the nuts and bolts of the normal over the counter product vs the other. Once your in either your in it until the program runs its course; regardless.
“Now to your initial assumption, of course, after several voids spanning days anyone carrying a load of that magnitude wouldn’t walk very far and eventually the natural biodegradable process of decay would set in; so, if it were only that I would agree with your initial supposition.
“Accordingly to resolve the obvious, we’ve gone beyond the mundane and infused either models compressed fibers with various types of nanites. The nanites are microscopic entities engendered to function within a specific contained area; the diaper itself. Each set of nanites is programmed to be point in time specific; thus the entire unit can be gauged to cease functioning at any given future moment so desired. Oddly, for some reason nanites are partial to color, especially pink.
“In our newer model, the one which really might be of interest to you, each unit can also be programmed to respond to additional requests for time prolongation. By that I mean, with an incorrect response, a lie, evasiveness, or prolonged hesitation, etc., minutes, hours, days, or weeks can be added to the unit’s inherent serviceability. Thus leaving the wearer contemplating the obvious; the more untruthful or evasive answers, the longer the stay in the diaper; which, in each instance, to most would be a most unpleasant and almost instantaneous occurrence. I’ll explain that part further.
“Are you following all of this?”
Binder nodded once and didn’t take his eyes off the road. He did however note in the distance ahead the headlights of an approaching vehicle but made no mention of this to Shellie Porter. She was on a roll and he didn’t want her to stop; for any reason. In response to her question he merely nodded in the affirmative and muttered, “Yea.”
A dejected Shellie Porter was forthright in her reply, “I didn’t expect that you’d jump up and down over what I told you, but damn it, aren’t you the least bit intrigued?”
“I am…just have other things to think about right now as well, that’s all.” He reached out to the dash; increased the flow of the A.C. and then allowed his arm to return to his side. With his last motion, Shellie didn’t notice that he had deftly unlatched his Glock 18 19mm. when he said, “Please, go on.”
Unaware of what might occur she continued to stare at his face while she began again with, “This would bring us to the next point; that long before content capacity is achieved in either; the nanites are processing the waste matter and eliminating the greater part as a plant would in the process of evapotranspiration. In either unit, each is segmented into quadrants and within each quadrant are 600 folds.
“Within each fold the diaper contains thousands of microscopic syncaps, if you will synthetic capillaries, leading directly outward and away to the waist and leg bands; thus allowing excess fluid to be collected, broken down, converted to CO2 and then released into the atmosphere. Upon release there is a noticeable, if not continuous pleasant scent; one of lavender.
“Moreover, each syncap is also bonded within the hermetic bands which are syntite threaded. The syntite thread is a synthesized malleable titanium alloy, which I spoke of before. It is unique and cannot be ripped off, torn away, nor cut away with conventional scissors or blades and the reason why is simple. Once in place both leg and waist bands are programmed to extend their MT’s. MT is short for microscopic-tendrils; a fine filament which burrows painlessly just beneath the mesoderm of the skins surface to monitor the autonomic system of the wearer. In short, they are able to discern the internal changes of the wearer; especially those associated with change in heartbeat, breathing, nervous tension, perspiration, etc. In essence, they are thought conscious once programmed to the wearer: given an accurate baseline for comparison; truth, lies or evasion.
“During the course of development, we’ve found that by applying additional layers of syntite, in multiple cross-hatched configurations, resembling a series of truncated ribbed bands, it would enable not only the dissipation required to maintain constant fluid equilibrium but also to dispense the heat generated by the bacteriological process incurred during decay. To anyone looking at either unit it would look like the ruffles found on rumba panties except that they are not frivolous but intrinsically necessary for the viability of the unit.
“Aside from that feature, the desiccation process which ensues continually eliminates the worry of exceeding the desired programmed volume of contents. The remnants, those not eliminated, remain as the viscous by product which serves two purposes. The primary programmed function is protection of the skin area in direct contact with any waste matter; if you will call it a continuous palliative. The second functions subroutines are divided into two incessant categories: the first is that of exfoliation; the second is utilized as a permanent dermis depilatory. Which means that any hairs in contact with the viscous residue are dissolved; those that would grow back are immediately set upon again until the root itself is destroyed. Thus, within the diaper, the compression of the sludge increases in both density and friction while exerting increasing compression upon the wearer’s skin surface. The third, already mentioned, is for immediate preprogrammed gradations of reprimand.”
“The reprimand is the signal for the nanites to abruptly combine the viscous sludge into a cohesive pulsating probe seeking a natural point of least resistance; a body opening and force entry. After that what occurs is most unpleasant but it is an integral facet of the behavior modification aspect that the unit would instantly employ. Those who’ve tested it swear that it’s nothing they’d want to have on again; especially if they’d lied.
“Now we come to the crux of the matter that the only means of safe removal is via the sentry nanites whose sole purpose is to shear both leg and waste bands simultaneously upon signal while signing the MT’s to withdraw from the mesodermis. Until then the entire unit is literally affixed; it will stay in place without any other than the most drastic means of surgical removal; which would in essence be very messy, in more ways than one. Any attempt to tamper with the unit would also be recognized by the nanites; the result of which would result in the immediate extension of duration.
“So, basically that’s what the unit can do; but I still don’t understand why in the hell anyone would kill over something like this. I mean it’s ridiculous to think that anyone could seriously go that far. Am I wrong?”
She waited for a reply while studying his face for any sign or hint of either outright rejection or of appreciation; she found neither. Instead she was shocked when he opened his shirt pocket, reached in and pulled out a roll of breath mints and offered her the entire packet while calming stating, “Here, you need these. Right now you could knock over an elephant or maybe even a jackass or maybe both at the same time. You really don’t have a clue of what you might have here? Ms. Porter, I’m not a rocket scientist, don’t claim to be that smart either, but I do have a nose for what they’d be used for.”
For the first time since he’d met her he smiled, chuckled a bit, then told her to, “Hold on, we’re going for a ride.”
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