Ugh, too simple.
Hello Little Bumble Bee, I’m Daddy’s boy.
Hi.
Ugh, could I be any lamer?
Do you have a daddy or a mommy or a big?
No. Just me but I hope to have a daddy someday.
What club do you go to?
Club?
He sent me a link and another page opened right to the littles tab on the same sight I’d been on earlier.
There’s a calendar of events at the bottom. They do lots of fun stuff with littles there.
I scrolled down and there it was.
What’s a wet nurse?
Probably should’ve done an internet search first but I was afraid of what I’d find.
Silly Little Bumble Bee, those are for littles who like to nurse. I prefer my binky, but others want milk. Our club is really open to this and has special nights just for it.
It was like every brake in my brain slammed at once.
They let littles feed from them?
What a concept.
Yup, some of my friends do it.
Daddy’s Boy and I talked until his daddy told him it was time to say goodnight so he could read him a bedtime story. Lucky duck. Hopefully, one day I’d have a daddy that read me to sleep. For now, I was so hopped up on this whole wet nurse thing it prompted a new obsessive web search. Though I fell asleep at some point, and woke with a start when the alarm clock blared and I knocked my laptop to the floor.
“That’s not a good sign for the day, Bumble.”
Dragging my feet, yet still on autopilot, I got ready and met Mom in the kitchen.
“Good morning, my love.”
“Morning, Mom.” I let out a big yawn.
“Someone was up late last night.”
“Yeah. I think I made a new friend.”
“An online friend like a date friend?” Mom worried about me. My track record with men was complete and total crap.
“No. Like a friend-friend. Mom, have you ever heard of littles before?”
She choked on her coffee and her hand went up to let me know she was alright.
“Why don’t you explain your understanding of it to me.”
“Okay, so I kinda saw some really bad, really scary things on the internet. Then I tried again and found some kinda interesting things. Then I poked around and started talking to Daddy’s Boy and he explained some of it to me.”