Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Mindy smiled bashfully. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Annie returned, feeling her cheeks heat. It was strange joining this main room with all these other Littles. She’d had no idea there were so many people like her on Earth, let alone in the same city.
“How come you can’t sit up and play?” Mindy asked softly.
Annie wiggled her arms and legs. “I’m not strong enough yet. I will be soon.”
“Were you sick?”
Annie shook her head. “I, uh…” She was embarrassed. Apparently not all Littles spent time with muscle relaxants.
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want. I shouldn’t be nosy.” Mindy’s cheeks turned red.
“It’s okay. I just… They were giving me a muscle relaxant. It will wear off, and then I can play.”
“Oh.” Mindy looked around. “Maybe tomorrow you’ll be stronger. Today we can just talk.”
Annie smiled. She liked Mindy. It would be nice to have a friend, and Mindy was being so kind. “I’d like that.”
They spent the next hour getting to know each other and people-watching as they began to understand the dynamics of the main nursery. There were a few Little girls talking to prospective Daddies in one corner. The room was surrounded by windows so caregivers could stand outside in the hallway and watch the Littles play.
“It’s kind of daunting, isn’t it?” Mindy asked.
“Yeah. Scary. What if no one chooses us?” Annie wished a certain nurse who’d brought her here would choose her and put her out of her misery, but so far, he hadn’t suggested such a thing, and she was beginning to believe she was not on his radar.
It didn’t make sense because Theo was so attentive to her, but she kept reminding herself perhaps he was simply kind to everyone. She hadn’t seen him today, and she was trying not to think about that fact. She missed him when he wasn’t around and got excited every time he showed up.
Maybe she was a silly Little girl.
For the next several weeks, Annie got stronger every day. She and Mindy played together and became good friends. Other Littles joined them sometimes. A few stopped showing up when they were chosen and left to live with forever Daddies. A sweet redhead named Lily was now living in the community behind the center. So was a dark-haired Little named Jenny. Jenny had ended up with two Daddies, one of whom was a doctor at The Center, Dr. Fuller.
Annie tried not to feel jealous. She didn’t want to let it bother her. After all, she was having fun with Mindy. The two of them tried not to show their frustration, but sometimes they whispered together when no one was listening.
Today was one of those days.
“Sometimes I feel sad,” Mindy murmured.
“Me too.” Annie tried to be strong, especially for Mindy who often looked longingly at other Littles when they had visits from caregivers. Lots of Littles came and went. A few had been there as long as Annie and Mindy, but not many. “Do you think I’m fat?”
Mindy’s eyes widened, and she shook her head. “No. You’re just right.” She reached out to stroke Annie’s thick braid. “Your hair is so pretty. Do you think I’m ugly?”
It was Annie’s turn to widen her eyes. “Why would you say that? You’re not ugly.” She wasn’t. Mindy was very pretty with smooth skin, a gorgeous smile, and dimples.
Mindy plucked at her spiky blond pigtails. “I don’t have pretty hair,” she complained. “It looks silly.”
“It doesn’t look silly.” Annie shook her head. “It’s a lovely color.”
“It’s too short for pigtails.”
“It will grow out if you want it to.”
Mindy pushed a toy car around on the floor absentmindedly. “I guess.” She sighed. “But why doesn’t anyone want to adopt us?”
Annie rubbed her friend’s back. “They will. I promise.”
At least she hoped so. She hadn’t told Mindy how she felt about Theo. She hadn’t told anyone, including Theo. Every day she grew more embarrassed to even have feelings for him. If he’d wanted her for himself, he would have claimed her already.
Some days she had trouble being nice to him. He frustrated her to no end. It was growing more and more difficult to be happy when he visited her. She wanted to be, but she felt like he was stringing her along. Was that a thing in this new world she lived in?
Annie was mad at herself for being attracted to a man who never fully returned the sentiment. He sometimes spent time with her in the mornings or evenings, rocked her, fed her, changed her, and yes, gave her amazing orgasms.
Most of the time he was with her, she had her mouth plugged, which was probably for the best. It kept her from saying things she wouldn’t be able to take back.
“I’m sorry I made you sad,” Mindy whispered.
Annie jerked her gaze toward her friend and frowned. “You didn’t,” she lied.