Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
She started trembling before the tears fell. It was hard to focus on what they were saying to her. She found herself muttering, “I’m supposed to want a Daddy. That’s how it is.”
Eleanor reached out and took her hand gently. “Why not a Mommy?”
Dr. Farwell unfastened her from the bouncy seat and lifted her out of it to set her on the floor on her bottom. He stroked a loose lock of hair from her face while Eleanor and Nurse Kay flanked her.
Mindy lowered her gaze to her lap, wringing her fingers together. It felt like the room was spinning, and when she squeezed her eyes closed, all she could picture was Eva. “It was just a kiss,” she muttered.
It wasn’t though. It hadn’t been then, and it still wasn’t now. That kiss was everything. It had changed Mindy’s life. She’d left her mother and moved far away because of that kiss.
Somehow in the past four years, Mindy had told herself she’d left because she’d needed space, because she hadn’t liked how judgmental her mother was, because she’d known in her heart she was Little, and there’d been no way to practice age play under the oppressive watchful eye of her mother.
“It was just a kiss,” she whispered again as if she might become convinced.
Two hands landed on her shoulders from behind and Mindy instantly knew who they belonged to. Tricia.
The woman slid down to the floor behind her spreading her legs so Mindy was nestled in the V, her back snuggled against Tricia’s chest.
Tricia wrapped her arms around Mindy’s chest and held her close. “What was just a kiss?” she whispered against Mindy’s ear.
Mindy shivered at the feel of Tricia’s breath against her neck, the gentle tone of her voice, the way she held on tight and didn’t let go.
“Who did you kiss, Baby girl?” Tricia encouraged.
“My friend Eva,” Mindy murmured.
Tricia hugged her closer, her thumbs strumming along the edges of Mindy’s boobs. “Tell me about Eva.”
Mindy sniffled. When she glanced up, she was shocked to find everyone else gone. No one was in the room except Tricia and Mindy. The lights had been dimmed for the evening.
Clearing her throat, Mindy found the courage to speak of Eva for the first time. “She was my friend. I met her in junior college. We talked a lot. We shared our secrets. Mostly that we didn’t have any.”
Mindy could feel Tricia smiling against her neck as she continued to hold and stroke her gently. “Go on, Baby girl.”
“One day we admitted to each other that neither of us had ever been on a date. Neither of us had ever been kissed. So, we decided to kiss each other just to see what it would be like.” Mindy sobbed as her voice trailed off.
Tricia eased one hand up between Mindy’s breasts to cup her cheek. “What was it like?”
Mindy squeezed her eyes closed again. She’d spent the last four years tormented by that day, but she’d always focused on her mother’s reaction, the look on her face, the decision to leave.
Mindy had never let herself think about the kiss that caused the dominos to fall. For the first time, she let her mind go there. “It was soft and nice,” she mused as she remembered the way Eva had cupped her face and looked into her eyes.
They hadn’t spoken, but their passion had filled the room. At first, they’d both been timid, but then Eva had taken control, pressing Mindy against the counter as she delved deeper, tasting, licking, sucking.
Mindy shuddered as she remembered the feel of Eva sucking her tongue just enough to make her moan.
“How old were you, Baby girl?”
“Twenty.” So young. Too young? Too young to know her mind?
Mindy shivered as she remembered Eva’s hands moving from her jaw to her hair and then down her back and around to cup her breasts. She’d taken charge and been more aggressive than Mindy.
Mindy’s nipples hardened against Tricia’s forearm at the memory. She squirmed as she realized she was wet.
“What happened to Eva?” Tricia inquired.
“I never saw her again. My mother walked in while we were…making out. She lost her shit. I packed my favorite things that night, left the house, and never looked back.”
“I’m so sorry, Baby girl. That must have been so hard.”
“I never let myself think about it,” Mindy admitted. “I just knew I needed to get away from my mother. She was toxic. I needed to go far away and make my own life.”
“Did you know then you were Little?”
“Yes, but I wasn’t practicing the dynamic. I had no way to do so until I got far away. When I was finally settled in my own apartment, I threw myself into focusing on my Little side. I think I forced the kiss to the back of my mind. It was easier to ignore it. It didn’t have to mean anything. It was just an experiment.”