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“I bet you’re worrying so hard for nothing. You should talk to them.”
“Yeah. I should.” I know I should. I’m just scared. I shake off the stressful energy and pick up my shovel, sitting up taller. I smile as I look toward Felicity. “I can only think of one thing stranger than sitting in the sand shirtless with someone I just met.”
She giggles. “What’s that?”
“Building a sandcastle with my new also nearly naked friend while sand gets all over my nipples.”
She laughs harder. “That part is always weird for people when they first arrive. You’ll get used to it. Wait until you go to the water park. Boobs as far as the eye can see. But no one pays any attention. It’s normalized. Like a nude beach.”
“I guess. I’ve never even been to a beach at all, though, let alone a nude one. And this nude beach also has diapers.” I start laughing, and we both fall over in a fit of renewed giggles.
ChapterSix
“Did you have fun with Felicity today, Baby girl?” Daddy asks me as I play with my bath toys later that evening.
Papa is washing my hair, carefully not getting any soap in my eyes so I can play at the same time.
It’s the first time I’ve been in this bathroom since we arrived on the island last night. My Daddies even brushed my teeth in the kitchen. Bathrooms on Regression Island are for caregivers only. They can only be opened with a thumb print. Mine is, of course, not entered into the system.
“Yes. She was silly. Did you see how tall we got our castle before it fell?”
“I did. It looked amazing. I also noticed you two had a very serious discussion before the castle incident. Was there anything you needed to talk about with us, Baby girl?”
I close my eyes so Papa can rinse my hair, grateful I don’t have to look either of them in the eye for a minute. “No,” I lie. I’m not ready to discuss my thoughts with them. I keep going back and forth between two paths. On the one hand, I think I’m a spoiled Little girl who needs to be grateful for her perfect life and not rock the boat. On the other hand, my Daddies have said I could be anything I want to be. They have said I can go to college if I want.
I know they meant it. But I’m worried. What if it changes everything? What if they get lonely without me and decide they’d rather have a Little girl who spends more time with them?
I love them. I didn’t mean to fall in love with them, but it happened, and now I would be devastated if I lost them. I should stop thinking such silly grand ideas about vet tech school. Maybe I wouldn’t be good at it anyway. Maybe I’d get bad grades and disappoint my Daddies. Maybe it’s silly to think I’d want to work with animals just because I like to play with Maisie.
I never even had a pet growing up. What do I know about animals? My dreams are farfetched.
I take a deep breath, determined to be a better Little girl for my Daddies and stop thinking about silly ideas.
Papa is frowning when he tips my head back and meets my gaze. “That smile is fake, sweet girl. Are you sure you don’t have something you need to get off your chest?”
I shake my head. “No, Papa. I’m sure. After my bath can I sleep between you tonight? Please?” I glance back and forth between them. My Daddies are rarely both off work at the same time, so I often snuggle up with just one of them. Plus, they rarely let me sleep in one of their beds. They say Little girls need a good night’s rest in a crib.
My Daddies don’t sleep together except on the rare occasion when they let me sleep between them. I hope they’ll let me do that a lot this week.
“Mmm.” Daddy taps my nose. He glances at Papa. “I don’t know. Tiago, what do you think? Has she been good enough?” he teases.
Papa rubs his chin as if he’s contemplating my behavior today. “She was very brave at the doctor’s office this morning.”
“And she did play nicely with a new friend today,” Daddy adds.
I sit up taller in the tub. “Dr. Morgan said you should, uh, help get me ready to have sex with both of you. We should do that again, right?”
They both chuckle.
Papa cups my face and kisses me. “Someone got over her fear of anal in a hurry.”
My cheeks heat. “It’s no big deal.”
Daddy can’t stop laughing. “I think itisa big deal. The big deal is you liked having my fingers in your tight little bottom. You liked it this morning, and you liked it when we were in the ocean. We’ve created a monster.”
I bite my bottom lip. He’s right. How embarrassing.
Papa kisses my forehead this time. “Sweet girl, don’t be embarrassed. We’re glad you enjoyed it, and we’d be happy to work on stretching you some more tonight. In fact, since you’re showing so much interest, I think you should wear a plug in that pretty little hole tomorrow.”
