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Monserrat hunched over her laptop in her fancy lavender-lace underwear, her mind only half engaged with the website she was filling out. The rest of her attention was on For a simple civil ceremony, there were a lot more people involved than Monserrat had initially envisioned. Her first idea was to have only her polycule …
“Rise and shine, wedding girl.” Niusha’s words sent a euphoric tremor through Jenny’s body. A smile spread across her face as Niusha stroked her hair, she curled up around her babysitter, still cocooned in her blankets. “Ushy, it’s not until tomorrow.” Jenny sleepily nuzzled Niusha’s knee. “And it’s not a big wedding, it’s just a …
The ABDU campus slipped behind the closely-packed shops of Ardenthill’s downtown core, leaving only the clocktower visible in Monserrat’s rear view mirror. She found herself doing a lot of looking in that mirror – more than was advisable, considering how pedestrian friendly the downtown streets were. On her tenth look at her fiancé, Monserrat marveled …
Jenny watched her wall, where branch-dappled sunlight danced in time with the spring breeze. Despite her worries of being rejected by Brooke when she was Little, everything had gone well, even up to wetting her diaper. Navi had that diaper off her and was wrapping her in a fresh one, while Jenny used her passivity …
For the fourth time, energy built up in Jenny and sent her out of her babysitter’s arms. After the first three attempts, Clarissa had gotten wise to the Little girl’s shenanigans, and threaded her fingers together. All that accomplished, was forcing Jenny to wrench her way out with real force, to an indignant sound from …
Out of the many social situations a person might encounter, an awkward silence was one of the least familiar to Monserrat. That she was sitting at her dining room table with her polycule – the people she most loved in all the world – made the general sense of unease all the more bizarre. That …
9:45 AM – Morning Classes Spring had breathed life into the city of Ardenthill, and nowhere more than the carefully tended landscaping of the ABDU campus. Wildflowers budded cheekily from patches of dirt and between flagstones. Their fragile beauty heralded of a riot of color that was ready to burst from the newly cleaned flowerbeds …
A sudden rain squall had turned Ardenthill’s streets into a treacherous, rainbow-slick mess. Traffic snarled immediately, sending drivers down narrow and unfamiliar streets of the bustling New Hampshire town. Monserrat was one of those drivers, maneuvering her SUV with more spite than focus through eighteenth century street blocks. Anxiety was making her a more aggressive …
“You’re sure you want to do this, and you want to start it now?” Monserrat was tall enough to be silhouetted by the overhead lamp in Jenna’s room, it gave her a halo not unlike the glow she had in Jenna’s imagination. Jenna considered the question, refusing to retreat into her Little mindset before she …
“Wake up, Little girl.” Niusha’s face came into focus as Jenny blinked away the gummy feeling in her eyes. The halo in Jenny’s vision surrounded Niusha in a soft glow, as if she were decorated in silver. Navi is the sun and Usha can be the moon. She keeps me safe when the my sun …