Stories that involve Monserrat as a point of view character.
Going directly to a babysitting job from school and volleyball practice was a challenge for Monserrat. For one thing, it meant carting around three outfits, at the minimum. After changing out of her athleisure outfit for classes, into her skimpy volleyball uniform, then into a pantsuit for babysitting, she felt like a variety show girl. …
“Navi, I kept my pullup dry!” Monserrat gaped at Jenna, wondering for a moment if she’d heard one of her fantasies instead of what her fiancé actually said. A spring breeze blew across them, perfumed by rain-damp earth and wildflowers. Shifting mentally to Navi, Monserrat’s face broke into a goofy grin. Public or not, she …
Jenny woke up and stretched, giggling when her diaper crinkled. She was surprised to wake up as Jenny, she’s never woken as her Little self before. She’d fallen asleep as Jenny many times, so maybe it was normal. Giving Elizabat a hug, Jenny dismissed Jenna’s frantic worries about conditioning and other histrionic fears her big …
Jenna was sitting in the Maths department lounge, but she could have been on Mars for all that she was aware of her surroundings. Under Jenna’s pen, precisely drawn dots were connected by perfectly straight lines. She was in a perfect Zen moment of concentration on graph theory. Each stroke of the pen lit a …
8 Monserrat opened the creaky back door to her house, motioning Clarissa inside. She could hear her girlfriends and her fiancé eagerly greeting Lyssa as soon as her friend had cleared the mud room. It wasn’t a surprise that the polycule was fired up for their little meeting, but it was a surprise to be …
The morning dawned on an entirely new earth. Jenna woke with the aggressively chirping digital birds of Monserrat’s alarm. Where she would have pulled a pillow over her ears before, Jenna forced herself awake to hold her fiancé before Monchi rose. The creaky old house was cold, almost as cold as the snowy yard outside. …
Monserrat watched the volleyball rise and leapt to meet it. The motion of her arm started in her hips and belly, rippled up her back, and finished with an explosive downward smash. Distorted by the force of the strike, the ball cratered into Clarissa’s chest. Clarissa went down on her back hard enough to bounce. …
The house was quiet dark, except for three lights. Two of the lights were always on at night, bright guardians standing at the front and back doors. The bedroom hallway was lit only by snow-reflected moonlight streaming through the window. The third light was coming from under Jenna’s bedroom door. Monserrat hesitated at the door. …
The Mathematics faculty lounge had been an intimidating place the first time Jenna had set foot inside. In looks it wasn’t much, shabby furniture and ill-maintained appliances like any department lounge. Only business and other industry-pipeline departments had nice lounges. Nor were the people particularly impressive to look at. Math people tended to be withdrawn …
Monserrat dropped her diaper bag in the closet and rolled her shoulders until her back popped. She was getting home from another successful babysitting session, for another cute baby girl, with another big payout. It’d been Amira’s third time requesting Monserrat as a babysitter. The familiarity had made for a sweet session, but left Monserrat …