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Mary and Daphne #219

La la la, minding my own business, not sneaking up on Mary like a land shark (cue theme from Jaws). “I know those teeth,” Mary said about the ones biting her shoulder, “Those are Daffy’s.” I wasn’t biting her hard or nothing; just my way of getting her attention in a way that might lead to … stuff.

In a fight between a land shark and a ninja-sorceress, the ninja-sorceress would win. I know these things cuz Mary, see, ninja-ensorcelled me right over her lap. Not that I put ...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 43

“When’s the last time you wore a collared shirt,” Amanda asked as she got Jamie dressed in the new polo shirt Becky bought him.

“Christmas probably,” he replied as she she pulled it over his head.

“Your belly looks almost all better.”

“Almost. How did you convince Mom to not be here for this?”

“I told her it would ruin my cool factor if my mom was around to meet my classmates.”

“But it wouldn’t ruin it if I was here?”

“This bar...

Mary and Daphne #218

Scene #218

I couldn’t help but notice, because I’m a good noticer, that while I was forbidden from texting Mary (and wasn’t privy to where my phone was), Sandy was in no way restricted. That’s not enough evidence to conclude they were plotting against me, but literally everything since the doorbell rang was proof positive they were plotting against me. Did I know for a fact sandy was texting Mary (my Mary!) as I observed her from the spot on the floor she was making m...

Mary and Daphne #217

“Wait,” I said, “you’re leaving?”

“I’m just going to work,” my wife - got that? My wife. - said like that was an answer to my question, which it was but wasn’t for reasons that are obvious if you’re me, which I am, her wife. WIFE!

“At the office or here,” I asked.

“Here, but I have some long meetings today. You’ll be okay.”

“But … I don’t want you to … go.” The actual words I wanted to use and didn’t cuz they would be rude (and...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 42

Hey folks! Sorry I've been quiet lately. My big annual work project wrapped up, and it was a sprint to the finish! And now I'm about to go on a much needed 2-week vacation. It's a very active vacation, but I do intend to write some new chapters while I'm gone. I wanna know what's happening with Daphne and Sandy too!

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“When can we go to the pool again,” Jamie asked Becky at breakfast.

“When you can get wet again. Two weeks. Sorry.”

“Stinks,” J...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 41

Becky and Amanda sat down on their couch after getting Jamie tucked into bed. He’d fallen asleep before they got home from the hospital. Becky admonished Kazoo to be quiet, and he was sitting at their feet.

“Remember when we brought him home the first time,” Becky asked Amanda.

“Of course.” It had been a great but scary day. Up until then, having a little had been theoretical. They’d seen him in the hospital before he came home, but it wasn’t real until he was in the...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 40

Consciousness returned first, a soft awareness of being awake. Jamie liked this feeling, this being awake while his body was still asleep. It was warm and restful. He didn’t want to open his eyes, and when he tried anyway, he couldn’t.

He didn’t hear any voices, but he thought there were people nearby. He felt it was time to get up, to let them know he was awake. He tried to move but couldn’t, tried to talk but couldn’t. Control of his body slowly returned, first with a slight...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 39

“Hi,” Becky said as she stood at the desk in emergency. “My humanologist told us to come here. My little boy is having some severe abdominal pain. Dr. Bowers said he’d call ahead for us.”

“Yes,” the receptionist said as she glanced at her computer. “In fact, they can take you right now. If she wants to take him right over there, they’ll call her in a minute if you can fill this out.” She handed Becky a clipboard and pointed Amanda to a row of chairs.

“Thank y...

Mary and Daphne #216

I know I haven't been posting as often as any of us would like, and I'll spare you the reasons except to say I'm trying to fix them. Part of that is writing 3-5 chapter Mary and Daphne arcs like their recent vacation and like this gem that I'm excited about. So excited that I'm publishing it before proof editing it so you can see it sooner. If typos bother you, I suggest waiting a couple days for the final-final version of this nearly 6,000-word chapter.

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Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 38

“Bath time for filthy bears,” Amanda said as she got Jamie out of bed. “Did you sleep well?”
 “Okay.” Obviously not well enough, it seemed to Manda, as he felt limp on her shoulder.
 “Did we keep you up too late last night?”
 “No.”
 “You alright? You seem out of it.” He was usually up by the time Manda or Becky came to get him in the morning. How littles could be so alert in the morning, Amanda never understood.

“I’m just t...

Mary and Daphne #215

There is such a thing as scene drop. You do an intense kinky scene, or you go to a kinky party or convention, and the return to normal life is such a let down that it feels like depression. It sucks. If you’re very smart, you prepare fun things for after the scene or party so you ease your way back into normal life.

There is a similar phenomenon called vacation drop, and we weren’t smart enough to prepare for it. And however much I was suffering for it, poor Mary had to go back to a...

Mary and Daphne #214

“Wake up,” this lady I took on vacation said.

“Ehhhh fubbit,” I grumbled without opening my eyes.

“Time to wake up.”

“Govay.”

“Do I need to tickle you out of bed?”

“What’s even feffeh moog in (snore).” I’m so pretty and coherent in the morning. Really.

“Daffy!”

“What?!? I’m awake!”

“We have to go in thirty minutes if you want to go on the very expensive winery tour you booked.”

I did book it, and I...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 37

“Not a big deal, Jamie,” Ella told him for the third time. “It happens to me every once in a while.”

“That’s different.”

“Not that different.” Becky usually gave Jamie a couple hours of naked little time every week to give his skin a chance to air out. He’d forgotten he wasn’t diapered and peed on his chair. Becky found him trying to clean it up and had been very sweet about it, while Jamie had cringed in embarrassment.

“No one cares but you. C’mon,...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 36

Jamie’s trip to Manda’s university to participate in a classroom lecture had become a once-a-semester ritual. He’d gotten to like the professor, Dr. Stern. Every semester, the students had the same questions, more or less, and Jamie and Dr. Stern had a good patter of give and take, not rehearsed, just experienced.

Jamie had never been to the university to observe a lecture before, and he was flattered by Manda’s invitation. Other students in her new program, including first-year...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 35

“You need anything,” Becky asked as she stood over Amanda’s bed.

“No. Thank you.” From where she laid, she could see the top half of Jamie’s head, his forehead creased in concern as he looked down the length of the bed.

“Try to sleep for a while, honey.” Becky put her hands on Jamie’s shoulders and steered him out the door. She closed it behind her.

“Maybe she needs company,” Jamie said. “I’ll be real quiet.”

“Then I’d have two people wi...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 34

Amanda had started some of her reading to prepare for her first semester of graduate education in human studies. She’d not yet selected which precise field she wanted to pursue, but she had some ideas, and of the reading she’d begun, what had intrigued her most was an article about less-regressed littles. It sounded liked Jamie to the letter: the challenge of teaching littles how to play. So many of them had forgotten how before coming to Itali.

Jamie had gotten pretty good playing ...

Mary and Daphne Scene #213

“Mary,” I said to Mary cuz that’s who I was talking to. Not just any Mary either but my Mary. Usually that’s just a thing I say cuz it’s so fun to be reminded that I’ve got the one and only, but there are Mary’s all over the place in Italy (except they call them Maria hahaha jk).

So anyhoo, I said, “Ya know, Mary, I was thinking that after lunch when we get back to the hotel I could have a, um, treat.” And then I wagged my eyebrows up and down all suggestively but it n...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 21

Chapter 21

I didn’t get to be the best babysitter in town by dismissing my charges when they say something nutty (some of them are toddlers – they pretty much only say nutty stuff). This wasn’t nutty though. This was that whole other category of nonsense that comes not from silliness but from a seriously messed up place. I couldn’t dismiss him, but I also couldn’t address it just by saying what I thought – no you don’t, ignore everything your stepmonster ever ta...

Tis the Season: Beach Vacation Part 2

The way back always seems shorter than the way to somewhere, unless you’re getting taken back to the changing booths at the boardwalk of a public beach to get scolded, probably spanked, and changed into a diaper. You hold your partner’s hand like they told you to – warned, in fact, that if you didn’t they’d swat your bottom all the way to the changing booths in front of everyone – and as you scrutinize your partner’s face while trying not to make it obvious, you’re hyper-aware...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 20

I showered, had a small snack, drank some gatorade myself, and made another bottle to leave on Gordy’s nightstand before I went to bed. I couldn’t resist (it’s why I’m the best babysitter) and slid my hand under the covers to check his diaper; I could feel he was wet, but I thought he had plenty of room for more. The outer diaper wasn’t wet yet, but I expected to find a thoroughly squishy 20-year-old in the morning. I went to my room wondering, because I’m crazy now, if I could c...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 19

Matt offered to help, but I politely turned him down after thanking him again and apologizing on Gordy’s behalf. I felt the need to once again say, “He doesn’t normally drink; I think he just didn’t realize how much he had. He’s a really nice guy.” Matt assured me he understood and told me it was no trouble and all the rest and that he hoped we could get together sometime for a double date. Matt is like that, sort of the boy-next-door type who any dad would be proud to call son-in...

Tis the Season: Beach Vacation Part 1

You’re on vacation. You’re supposed to be relaxed, having fun, enjoying your partner’s company and the break from your everyday. But you’re not relaxed or having fun. Your partner is annoying you even though you know they’re not doing anything annoying. They’ve been patient and indulging, but their patience is wearing thin.

Before you even left home, you’d been in a mood. “This is what people must mean about traveling with a baby being so hard,” your partner said while...

Done Adulting Vol. 2 Ch. 33

Jamie stumbled out of his nursery an hour later with his hair sticking up, bleary eyed, and smelling like he’d been curled up with a dog. Amanda looked him over with a look that said, Good thing I love you.

“How you feeling, buddy,” she asked. She detected more than just the smell of dog.

“Thirsty.” He followed her into the kitchen and watched her make him a glass of water. He chugged it and held it up, and she filled it again.

“C’mon,” she said as s...

Mary and Daphne #212

Every time I travel overseas, when I wake up there after my first night’s sleep, I never remember where I am. It’s that kinda waking up where your mind is alert before your body, and you know you’re awake but your eyes aren’t open, and you have no clue what time it is or where you are. Whose bed is this? What year is it? Did the spirits really do it all in one night? Who knows!

But the one constant, the one thing that tells me all is well and that I may not know where I am but I...

Mary and Daphne #211

“Passengers on flight 315, we will begin boarding in about 10 minutes.”

I know I do most of the talking in my diary with Mary a close second, but that was the gate agent. Or as I like to call them, the agent of the gate. Agent Of The Gate. Sounds like someone who guards a castle or the entrance to another world in a fantasy novel, and sometimes my life is like a fantasy novel. ‘There goes Daphne,’ people say, ‘off in her own little fantasy world.’ You’d be off in a fantasy...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 18

Once, when I was just a good babysitter and had a ways to go before becoming the best in town, I took one of my kiddos to their friend’s birthday party. Had I been the best babysitter back then, or even a merely great one, I probably would’ve done a better job monitoring their cake, candy, and sugary drink intake. That precious 7-year-old showed everyone at the park that until then, they only thought they knew what spew meant. I give the kiddo credit for knowing when it was time ...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 17

Good on us for not talking about what we’d been talking about on our drive over. Instead, I talked about my friends who were going to be there. You know how hard it is to get someone excited to meet your friends, especially when the someone is as introverted as Gordy? I don’t think I piqued his interested even a little bit, so imagine my surprise when we got inside and I found my friend and Gordy was effusively charming. The boy has layers. So many layers.

Not that introverted peopl...

The Best Babysitter in Town Vol. 2 Ch. 16

How is it that someone can be pitiable and adorable at the same time? How can those two things go hand in hand, and what does it say about me that the two are definitely connected in my attraction to Gordy? Or at least the idea of attraction to Gordy. I’m not talking about his condition. I’m talking about how sad it is that he made it to the age of twenty with hardly a clue as to how basic things like parties work. That’s how limited his social life has been for two decades.

We’...

Tis The Season: Memorial Day

It was so nice of your new neighbors to host the neighborhood block party for Memorial Day. They’d only moved in a month ago, and they’d generously offered to combine their house warming with the block party as a chance to get to know everyone. You hadn’t met them yet; in fact, you hardly knew any of your neighbors.

Your partner and you contributed a cake to the celebration, patriotically frosted with “WELCOME!” in red and blue against a white background. Your partn...

Mary And Daphne #210

So here’s how this went.

“Um, Mary,” I said to Mary in such a way that the ‘um’ didn’t betray any nervousness which I wasn’t even feeling. “I, um, made you, um, a uh, card … for, um, Mother’s Day. Just cuz, uh, I thought it would be, um, sorta sweet and funny … mostly funny, like irony and stuff and …

“O no; no; don’t start crying. It’s nothing. It’s … No crying! Mary, It’s not even a oooof!

“Okay, you’re hugging me, which is okay, but...