Page 9 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

I was nervously excited and full of jitter bugs. Come Saturday, I was a wreck. Brandon and I talked a million times that week and he helped me pick my outfit. I didn’t have any little clothes, still wasn’t sure I fit that mold though the more I talked to him the better it fit. Tonight would be a true test for me, playing with other littles and maybe… maybe… ugh. I didn’t know about the whole wet nurse thing.

“Love, you’ve paced the living room for the last hour. Brandon said he’d text when they pulled up. Sit and watch one of your programs.”

I drove Mom nuts, too.

And that was on the best of days, but she was always nice about it.

My phone dinged and I nearly hurled it across the room.

“Deep breath, my love.”

“They’re,”knock-knock.“Here.”

I flung the door open and there stood my new friend with his daddy, both smiling wide, and that instantly set me at ease.

“Hi, come in.”

Brandon hugged me as he came through.

“This is my Daddy. Adam.”

“Nice to meet you,” I shook Adam’s hand. “This is my mom, Lila.”

“It’s wonderful to meet you both. Thank you for appeasing me by exchanging phone numbers with an overprotective mother.”

“Never a problem. In our lifestyle trust is key and given you don’t know us from Adam,” he winked at his joke, “I’d expect nothing less. Do we have a curfew to adhere to tonight?”

“No. As much as I like to baby him, he is an adult and can make his own decisions. I only ask that he let me know when he plans to stay out all night.”

“Understood. We’ll make sure he keeps you updated, Lila. Shall we, Trevor?”

“Bye mom.” I gave her a hug and bounced out the door with Brandon skipping beside me.

His daddy buckled us both in the back seat, then off we went.

“Trevor, there will be a lot of daddies and mommies there tonight. Some will have littles of their own while others are just there to play. If at any point you feel uncomfortable or you want to leave just let me know.”

“Thank you, Daddy Adam.” Brandon already told me his Daddy wanted to be addressed as such. It was his preferred moniker. Also, Brandon swore he was the bestest daddy in the world.

“Wow, this place is busy.” The line was to the door when we stepped inside.

“Saturday nights always are but they’re super-fast at checking everyone in,” Brandon assured me. “Don’t forget to show your ID and they’ll take your phone, too.”

“I reserved a room tonight, little one, so we can lock up our phones in there.”

That made me feel much better. I understood why they took your phone, but I still didn’t like it. What if there was an emergency?

True to Brandon’s words, we were checked in and inside the small changing room in no time. My gaze was all over the place like a silly bobble head. There was so much to see and take in.

“Hee-hee, your eyes are gonna pop out of your skull, Trevor,” Brandon giggled.

“It’s a lot. Some people are… I just saw a naked butt!”

Now he was full on grab your gut giggling.

“This is a lifestyle club, Trevor, that caters to nearly all kinks but water sports and bloodplay.” Daddy Adam nicely explained, though I wasn’t sure what any of it meant.

Did I even want to know what that was? Nope.

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