The Pathway of Legacy

As with all of The Mommy Grats books, The Pathway of Legacy shows a combination of characters other than Daddy and BabyGirl.  In this case, it’s Mommy and BabyGirl.

Katherine is a brilliant girl who breezed her way through college, hardly having to apply herself at all.  But the summer before grad school began would teach her that being nice was the one bit of education she had ignored.  Now, she would be re-trained all summer long and if she didn’t turn from sassy into classy, there would be no grad school in the fall.

In this book, the power struggle is on between Mommy and BabyGirl.  It’s sweeter than apple pie and that apple pie is starting to heat up in this second edition offering.  (… its sequel currently being written.)

Sample:  “From Sassy to Classy“

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 The Mommy Grats

     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

 

 

      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

  Girl Power     

 

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

 
   Pathway 1         Pathway 2

 

 

 

Good Girl … Very Good Girl – Both Parts

Taken from the ebook:  The Pathway of Legacy 2

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here’s a little story about how good it feels to receive praise … and maybe just a little bit more.

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!

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Part One –

Katherine walked into her dorm room, setting her books down on her desk and plopping down on her bed.  Oh, what a grueling day of classes it had been, grad school certainly kicking her ass inside of the first month.

Unbuttoning her blouse, she began to undress – the schoolgirl outfit making her look cute and turning many heads as she strolled through campus each day.  But it certainly wasn’t the most comfortable of outfits – headlined by the stockings.  Oh, did Katherine hate hosiery!  If the technology existed, she would go back in time and kill the person who created hosiery.   No matter how smooth she made her legs, stockings always made her itch – an itch that always got the best of her … making her a bit irritable by the time she took the stockings off.

Sliding her legs out of the thigh highs, she unfastened her bra and lowered the zipper at the back of her pleated skirt – standing up and stripping out of all of it, down to the one and only garment that was comfortable … her diaper.  And this was the only thing she would be wearing, until Remmie told her what to put on.

Katherine was a BabyGirl, having forcefully been introduced to diapers over the summer and the submissiveness to follow.  Remmie was her roommate, another grad student girl of the same height and build – dominant in nature.  And that was how they lived together in that room, as submissive and dominant.  How Katherine got there, in that current situation, seemed a blur anymore.  All she knew clearly was that her current reality was her new reality.  And that was what mattered.

Back to the Beginning

I remember when I first started this website.  It was in the summer of 2011.  Almost instantaneously, I started loading it up with the things that I loved, ABDL stories and captions for ABDL pictures.  The ebooks would shortly follow.  And I found myself with a wonderful time-consuming new hobby that I thoroughly enjoyed, one that was also very therapeutic for me … at the time.

I published on Amazon, Barnes&Noble, Smashwords, Google Books, Kobo and Lulu.  I put books up on the Amazon Kindle Unlimited platform.

As time passed and as I wrote more-n-more stories, I began to expand what I put on this site – seeing the mission of creating ABDL content of all kinds as being paramount in importance.  The more content that was available online, the more likely it was for someone to find what they were looking for when they did an ABDL-themed search.

Then came the conventions and the munches and the other various gatherings.  Wanting these events to grow, I began to advertise for them – writing blog posting after blog posting and tweeting about them like a mad man.  They kept multiplying like rabbits.  So I created a page on this website to organize them all: ABDL Events, Conventions and More – All Year Round

I began to advertise other people’s ABDL content, the clipsforsale crew and so many others.  I would advertise other people’s ABDL-themed websites, doing everything I could think to do to get the content out there and let it be known that it existed.

I even threw my hat in the ring and became a part of two podcasts: The Crinkle Cast and my own: The 1-on-1 Podcast.

And I found myself cranking out so much material that I started making more than one post per day there for a while.

I became heavily involved in the planning and implementation of two conventions as well as an avid promoter and attendee of a local munch.  And to be honest, I was happy to see that the community was firing on all pistons.  It had been the goal for so long.

When Covid hit, the internet grew tremendously busy for a while.  But that eventually died out.  If all you do is spend time online, there is an inevitable breaking point when you long for something else.

Doing any one thing all the time will, sooner or later, lead to a level of boredom with it.

It was some time last year (2021), that I hit that point when all the promotions and advertisements and events and media creation finally dulled within my interests.  Two days after this past New Year (2022), I looked back over this website, with its more than 1000 posts about stories and pictures and conventions and munches and other websites and advertisements and promotions and everything … and one single thought entered my mind …

What happened to just writing stories, Nate?

Don’t get me wrong.  I have tremendous pride in my small part in helping this community grow and grow exponentially in these past ten+ years.  And I’m happy to see so many other people promoting gatherings and creating content of pictures and stories and more.

But 2022 will be a year that I go back to the beginning, back to simply writing stories.  And this website will be a reflection of that.

I don’t know if I’ll get to all of this in 2022, but my heart tells me it’s time for a new …

Boy Toy book.  There are currently 7 books (5 Boy Toys and 2 Babysitter Crush books) about the tales of Mommies and BabyBoys.  It’s time for an 8^th one.

Girl Power book.  There are currently 5 Girl Power books about the tales of Mommie and BabyGirls.  It’s time for a 6^th one.

Saga book.  From Zeke & Lily to The Mia Series to Country Rose to The Forced Regression Dakota Series to The ABDL Apartment Series as well as a plethora of once-and-done books, there will be a new Daddy-n-BabyGirl tale, even if it’s the next book in a series that already exists.

Waddling Dead: Season Four.  I keep getting asked about the next season of The Waddling Dead.  And it will happen, posted here on this website as well as in a group on FetLife.

2022 will be about stories.  I wish all the conventions and events and content creators the best of luck.  I will still support you fully.  But it’s time for this Daddy to get back to the beginning.

Happy 2022, ABDLers of the world!

There will be more to come … always.
Zorro Daddy

Macy’s Confession – Part Three of Three

(Begin with Part One)

Part Three –

“My Baby You” began to play, a softer and more romantic tune that grew with intensity along the way. 

This was very similar to the situation in the back seat of Miles’ convertible mustang, Macy having climbed on top of him – straddling his lap with bent knees and facing him as she grabbed the sides of his face with her hands.  In response, he grabbed her diapered bottom and squeezed – the first hint of the aggression he was keeping bridled … for the time being, at least.  Macy kissed him deeply, with an open mouth.  Aiming to continue to fuel his aggressions, she displayed a bit of her own – getting aggressive with her tongue.  It was offered as a challenge to him. 

Was he going to allow her to dominate the kiss or was he going to take charge of her?

Not making it easy on him, she kept her forcefulness constant – making him work to battle back.  And all it took was a few seconds before he responded.  Gripping her diapered bottom more tightly with his right hand, he slid his left hand up the back of her neck, his fingers going into a fist and grabbing the hair at the back of her head before he sat up and pushed back on her tongue.  Forcing it back into her mouth and following it in with his tongue, he leveled the playing field of dominance.  Macy instinctively backed down with no further resistance.

These were the challenges of life she was very happy to lose.  And if she lost, having to concede, it actually meant she won – bringing his aggressiveness up to his surface … an aggressiveness he would now use on her.

And she was right, he would indeed use his aggression on her … just not how she thought he would.

Macy’s Confession – Part Two of Three

(Begin with Part One)

Part Two –

Miles held her right hand as he opened the front door, walking out onto the front porch and leading her out as well.  And as she passed through the front door onto that porch, her shoulders shrunk up as her chin lowered and her posture slumped a little.  Her heart was beating very fast and as she took small steps down off the porch, her entire body was trembling.  She was terrified, but at the same time, she was excited.  And every one of her senses were alert, sending a flood of messages to her little mind – overwhelming her.

The smell of the nighttime air was cool and crisp.  But it wasn’t cold outside.  And she could certainly smell the baby powder he had coated her center with.  Somewhere nearby, someone was burning wood, the faint trace of its smell in the air as he led her over to his car.

Her eyes tossed left and right, her chin remaining lowered as she tried not to move her head.  Who was nearby?  Who could see her?  And as she kept a lookout for others, she noticed the waddle of her steps and how her feet remained a bit further apart than they usually did.  Oh yes, he had put her in a thick diaper.

Her ears could hear the distinct noises of a crinkling thunderstorm, growing louder and louder with each waddled stride she took.  It was a deafening sound, louder than the crickets all around.  She could hear sounds off in the distance, traffic on the highway – a few streets away.  She heard the dogs in the backyard of the house across the street.  But no matter what the actual distance was for each noise, it all sounded like it was right next to her.

And speaking of traffic … particularly flash traffic … being a creature of touch, her sense of that same thing was certainly at high alarm – sending a stream of messages to her brain from every nerve ending in her body.  The cool night air was a welcomed sensation on her forehead as she felt like she was burning up from the inside.  The satin on her skin left the trace feel of a smoothened touch.  And the confusing remains of arousal … well, that was all it took to jumble any lingering feelings of being settled.

All of this was new.  She had no idea what to expect.  And not knowing excited her a little.  Perhaps even a little more than just a little.

Miles took his time getting the front passenger’s seat ready, only adding a bit more anxiety to Macy’s fragile state of mind.  She stood there by the side of his car – chin lowered, eyes glancing all around, nursing on her pacifier and tingling all over.  It felt like he was deliberately taking his time in getting things ready for her to sit.  And there was a level of truth to that.  His car was a convertible Mustang, his other baby – as she called it.  It was cherry red, the color of car that got pulled over more than any other – adding just a little bit more worry about what this mysterious trip would entail.  She could feel her heart pounding so heavily that blood started racing all throughout her body, making her a bit dizzy.

Ooooo!  What was taking him so long?

Macy’s Confession – Part One of Three

Part One –

Macy lathered her hair, stepping under the hot stream of water in the shower and exhaling.  No, she wasn’t exhausted from the day at all.  Quite to the contrary, she was feeling an energy she normally didn’t at 9:30 on a Wednesday night.  The middle of the week wasn’t supposed to be this invigorating.  But there was a reason for that.

This wasn’t just any old Wednesday night.  It was the 3-month anniversary of a relationship with someone she was falling in love with at an alarmingly quick rate.  His name was Miles.  And they both had taken tomorrow off from work to celebrate their 3-month anniversary since she wasn’t able to get today off.  So, tomorrow would be a celebration of 3 months and one day.  And, in a sense, it was even more meaningful to them that way.  Macy and Miles were always looking down the road, to the future.  They were too new to each other to realize that nothing should ever come at the expense of the moment. 

But they were learning.  Every day, they were learning.

Rinsing her hair out, she remained under the stream of hot water for a moment, smiling and shrinking up her shoulders with shyness as she thought about their once-a-month confessions.

At the mark of every month, both of them made a personal confession about themselves.  But it couldn’t be a trivial confession.  It had to be something they wouldn’t just tell anyone.  So these confessions weren’t anything like: “I like socks” or “I must have a half, double, decaffeinated, half-caf, mocha, locha latte coffee by 9am every morning or I just simply can’t function.”

And these confessions enabled them to have time to get to know each other, while also moving them forward – as the personal nature of these confessions not only opened them up to each other that much more but were also signs of trust. 

When bearing one’s best kept secrets, nothing matter more than trust. 

Macy turned the water off and reached outside the curtain to the toilet seat, picking up the towel she always pre-set there so she could dry off in the warmth of the shower.  Wrapping the towel around her hair like a turban, she opened the shower curtain – her eyes growing big-n-wide as she saw her make-up bag sitting on the bathroom sink.

Stepping out of the tub, she ran to the sink, seeing the little note on her make-up bag that read: Time for “Dress-Up”. 

Flashback

Athena has just become unemployed, the company she faithfully worked for having gone under.  When a virus shuts down the world for a year, this is what can happen.

Through a chance meeting, she chooses to reinvent her life when she meets a guy who has a very specific interest in common with her … ageplay.

How uncanny is that?  And how unlikely is it to meet someone who loves ABDL the same as she loves it?

It really isn’t all that hard to believe … for soulmates.

His name is Harrison, a hard-working sports agent who needed to find a cure for his workaholism.

He is a Daddy and she is a BabyGirl and they both need the dynamic in their lives in a way that neither of them could have imagined.

Getting her a temporary job at the office where he works, Harrison has her move in with him.  And suddenly, their lifestyle turns into the Daddy-n-BabyGirl dream.  Almost like a real-life fairy tale.

But in all good fairy tales, there is a struggle … a villain to defeat.  The villain in this story is a secret that Athena keeps from him.  And in doing so, the very survival of a soulmate match made in Heaven, weighs in the balance.

Flashback is a tale of diaper changes, nighties, sippy cups, spankings, short skirts, the business of sports, tummyflies, sex between the sheets, sex on the kitchen table, crinkling, whimpering, moaning, health, stitches, contracts, flying blouse buttons, flying baby powder, soulmates, premonitions and the future being discovered in the present.

It is a sexual, emotional, intellectual, affectionate and fetish-laden read.

Join Athena and Harrison as they move swiftly to learn if soulmates are real and if there is such a thing as a skirt that is too short to hide her diaper at the office.

Samples:

Sketcher
Into the Palm of His Hand

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series

 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

Into the Palm of His Hand

Taken from the ABDL romance:

Flashback

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here is a little story about some foot work that led to a wonderful place.

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Into the Palm of His Hand –

Monday – 7:45am

Today was the day … day one of Athena’s temporary job.  She would become the fill-in mail girl at the office of SMI – a sports agency, the usual mail girl being on maternity leave.  Athena would answer to Harrison, her boss for the next two weeks and her Daddy … hopefully for the rest of her life.

Traveling to the office in his car, Athena glanced over at Harrison.  He was dressed so sharply and looked so handsome.  His hair was combed perfectly.  He was clean-shaven, a close shave without the slightest trace of razor burn.  She liked his scruff too, but clean was also good.  His necktie had been tied into the perfect business triangle at the front of his neck.  The collar of his white dress shirt was stiffened and without a blemish.  His dress shoes were black wing tips, polished to a high mirror shine.  And he wore a charcoal-colored Tom Ford Windsor suit, costing him probably close to $5,000.  It was tailor-made and gave him a slim fit look.  Not only did he look sharp, but he also looked authoritative.  It was an appearance that was necessary, given the responsibilities of his job.  It was also an appeal she enjoyed about him, being his BabyGirl.

Sketcher

Taken from the ABDL romance:

Flashback

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here is a little story about what souls look like.

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Sketcher –

It was a beautiful spring Saturday, the kind of day when the sunshine just kept pouring down out of the sky and a slight breeze could be felt all around – just enough to keep the humidity at bay.

Athena strolled along – past the rows of vendors at the arts and crafts festival, an outdoor affair that was reaping the benefits of absolutely perfect weather.  She was in no particular hurry to get anywhere, her schedule having become very free and open just yesterday.  And while change often jarred her, this particular change had encouraged her to open her mind and breathe a bit more deeply.

She was a fanatic of things like arts and crafts, of antiques and of historical places.  It was just a hobby to discover new things that were old.  Longevity always enticed her.  This may well have been the reason why she brought her sandal-cladded feet to a screeching halt when she saw an old man sitting by an easel with a sketch pad on it.  In front of him was a sign that read: Portrait Sketches … $1. 

He was an artist – one who could draw, apparently.  He looked like he was in his 70s, maybe even in his 80s.  It was hard to tell.  He just sat there quietly, not trying to draw people over to him.  And while other vendors were charging top dollar for their services, he was only asking for one dollar.  This intrigued Athena and she walked up to him.  He was a handsome man, much older than her, but still handsome.  Though he had a wrinkled face and thick glasses, he still had a posture to him that was as strong as his jaw line.

Athena loved a strong jaw line on a man.  It shaped his face and directed the expressions he would have.  Looking down at the easel, she saw several small chunks of charcoal on its ledge.  Intrigued even more, she smiled at him.  Squinting his eyes in protection from the early afternoon sun behind her, he looked up and smiled back.

“Would you like a portrait, Miss?” he asked with a tone that was clear and robust, but also tender and inviting.

Layers

The story line in this book is a bit more challenging to describe than the story lines in the other ABDL books I’ve written.  That’s because this story is very …… “partially”.

What that means is it’s: partially humiliation, partially fantasy, partially reality, partially BDSM-oriented, partially discipline, partially sexual, partially romantic and partially pure-n-innocent.

To give it a fun little rhyme, this one is a twisty, turny, tryst-y journey.

Layers is the story of an internal journey, taken by a girl named Jessica.  She finds herself in situations that were created by decisions she made as well as the events of her life.  It’s a story not of self-discovery, but rather, of self-invention and the journey she takes leads to self-reinvention.

And as the circumstances mount up for her, a conclusion is on the horizon that will alter the direction of her life.  But only a wise decision on her part will answer the questions she has and show her the clear pathway to take.

Yes, Jessica does get crinkly in this story.  She is a BabyGirl and adores the diapers.  But there are darker chapters in this book as well that may lead to triggers for you the reader, if you are sensitive to uncomfortable happenings.

If you enjoy a story that twists as you turn the pages, then Layers is right up your alley.

Sample:
Game On: The Impulses

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

 

Game On: The Impulses

Taken from the twisting and turning pages of the journey in the ABDL ebook:

Layers

Kindle – Nook – Smashwords – Kobo – Google

here is a little story about a shopping spree that had more than was bargained for.

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Game On: The Impulses –

Jessica excitedly drummed the top of her steering wheel when she found a parking space just three spots away from the entrance to the Slo-Mart, a big box store where she often shopped that wasn’t too far away from where she lived.  She had just had the best day ever where she worked, her department receiving a really nice bonus for their productivity in the last quarter.  Going straight home from work, she changed into something a little more comfortable and, checking her now-flushed bank account balance, decided she was going to indulge herself a bit that evening.  She had earned it and was going to reward herself accordingly for her good fortunes.

Jessica worked for a fulfillment company that had just been bought out by a major online shopping site.  Suddenly, there was more work than they had ever seen before.  Jessica and her co-workers had risen to the challenge and were outperforming all other departments.  And in a rare case when her company actually compensated her for the increased efforts, she had received a quarterly bonus that was now encouraging her to set a few things right in other aspects of her life.

Walking towards the entrance to the Slo-Mart, she smiled widely – not just from thoughts of her good fortunes but also from the feel of the flowy short dress she put on when she got home from work.  It felt good to be dressed like a girl, for once – being as her work clothes were practically the polar opposite of what was perceived as being feminine.  In addition to that, she was diapered – a most wonderful little indulgence of her own.

Storytellers

This is the story of a little headspace fanatic, a romantic exhibitionist, a masochist in search of sadism and a sexual fanatic on the verge of nymphomania – four BabyGirls who met at age play conventions and became fast friends.  They stayed in touch with each other and engaged in length phone conversations, some doing so on a daily basis.

On this weekend, they all gather at a private residence for a BabyGirls Only get-together.  Through laughing and talking, they reconnect quickly.  Then they decide to tell each other their greatest fantasy story.  And in doing so, they delve into a bit of soul-searching that would make the weekend have lasting meaning.

Sample:
Welcome to the Rest of Your Life

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series 

   

The Dynamic Story

From Sun Up to Sun Down: The ABDL 3-Way Experience

Johnny and the Princess

Deja Vu: Inamorata to Illuminati

Lucy

BabyLove

Climax

Crimson

Snake Eyes

The Crinklebury Tales

60 Degrees and Down the Crack
The ABDL Any Time Reader

Forever Young

A Girl Named Love

Storytellers

Layers

Flashback

 

 

The Farm

Taken from the dark age play compilation:
Gratification: Volume Three
Available on: Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

here is a little story about what to expect when visiting the country.

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The Farm –

Blake stood to the side of the entrance of Roxy’s Restaurant, waiting patiently as his beloved BabyGirl, Olympia, waddled around and said goodbye to everyone who had been at the munch.  She was the social butterfly of the group and their cheermeister extraordinaire.  She was definitely in need of a diaper change and it was quite obvious to the trained eye, given how waddly her steps were.  But she was dressed in a vanilla fashion, just like everyone who had attended the munch.

That night had been their largest munch gathering in the five years it had been up and running.  It was a truly good feeling and Olympia had a sense of pride as she was the one who encouraged Blake to set the munch up to begin with.  He wasn’t skeptical, but rather, had a tendency to be hesitant about things.  He was cautious to a fault.

As everyone departed, Olympia and a few other girls walked up to Blake with a most interesting proposition for him.

“Daddy, we would like to run an idea by you,” Olympia said with a small and sweet voice – hopeful he was going to approve of the idea.

“Okay.  What is it?” Blake asked, looking at all the girls.

“It will take a little while to explain,” Vivian said.

“Maybe we can go back inside and get a table,” Emily suggested.

“Should I be worried at all?” Blake asked with a laugh.

“Noooo,” Olympia said, taking his right arm as he and the girls walked back into the restaurant.

“Would we be able to get another table?” Blake asked the hostess.

“Yes, but we close in a half hour,” the hostess said, surprised they had returned after having been there for three hours already.

“A half hour will be fine,” Ynez said to the hostess.

“Okay,” the hostess said.  “Follow me.”

Country Rose 7

Rose, the city girl from Bean town who moved to Southern Pines, NC and became a country rose, and Emmitt her Cowboy Daddy, a horse wrangler who still has a habit of taking off his shirt, return for their 7th installment in this ABDL Romance Series.

May has just ended and summer will soon be upon them.  Rose and Emmitt are at their usual flirtatious best.  But there is a bit of trouble on the horizon that affects them both separately.

Rose’s business, Country Rose Pottery, encounters a problem and she is forced to make a decision that would likely affect her employees as well as her standing in the local community.

Befriending two of her employees, Rose leans on them for support.  But she leans heavily on Emmitt, as always.

At the same time, Emmitt runs into a snag with the contract he had to tend to the horses on his farm and suddenly, they may be forced to move away from their dream home.

All of this wreaks havoc on Rose’s heart and soul.  And she will not only need Emmitt to be that strong Cowboy Daddy she married, but she will also need to find strength within herself to weather the storm ahead.

Country Rose 7 shows how determination is what the best strength is made of, real friendship is what remains when everything else has left and love is all that is needed.

Country Rose 7 is also a very sexually-charged tale.  Even when the world is burning all around, it is never as hot as what’s going on in their bedroom.

Join Rose and Emmitt as their Daddy/BabyGirl romance now blooms into the trials of sustaining the life they worked so hard to build.

Sample:
A Sunday in Southern Pines

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…………………… The Country Rose Series

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Country Rose

Country Rose 2

Country Rose 3

Country Rose 4

Country Rose 5

Country Rose 6

Country Rose 7

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If you like The Country Rose Series,  I’d also recommend checking out two other ABDL Romance series:

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The Zeke & Lily Saga

The Mia Series

 

The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl 3

The Dynamic Story of Dominique & Winnie continues. (The Creole Crawl, The Creole Crawl 2)

And as the good weather approaches New Orleans, Winnie gears up for summer classes, exploring the French Quarter a lot more as well as exploring her life-changing love for Dominique with a desire to do more than just assume the role of a BabyGirl.

Winnie wants to be born again and in her quest for renewal, she develops an even greater satisfying connection with Dominique – one that speaks of instinct and one that challenges her to be all that she has ever wanted to be.

This is not a Daddy & BabyGirl story.  It’s the polar opposite, but the dynamic remains the same.

Sample: “Instinct“

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 The Mommy Grats

     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

 

 

      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

  Girl Power     

 

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

 
    Pathway 1         Pathway 2

 

 

 

The “Diego” of a Daddy

In Zorro stories (including the movies), Esperanza was the wife of Diego de la Vega. Diego was a wealthy landowner in California in the early 1800’s. He was an aristocrat by day, and a masked bandit named Zorro by night.
In each of these stories, Diego’s love for Esperanza not only superseded his wealth as a landowner and his heroic deeds as Zorro, but it was she who inspired him to be a better individual and a better man.

Esperanza gave Diego strength and their love for one another grew. Unlike most wealthy people, Diego and Esperanza never forgot who they were and why they first fell in love with each other.
And behind the masked bandit was the inspiration which enabled him to be a hero … His beloved bride.

They existed in a world they created and sculpted and governed with Chivalry. Their passion for one another was all-consuming. They made their own destiny and controlled how it went: fierce and driven – like the tango, everlasting and enduring of whatever came their way.
They were a pair of souls who breathed as one.
People ask me why I chose Zorro as a username and Author name. And my response is always the same:
Zorro represents a life spent doing two things:

• defending something
• in pursuit of something

Zorro defends what he knows is right, He is the strength for the weak and the voice for the voiceless. He encompasses Chivalry and makes the sacrifices of self, when necessary, to ensure that justice finds no parallel.
He is a romantic hero, but what on Earth does any of this have to do with ABDL?
Quite simply stated … her.

The effect Esperanza had on Diego de la Vega was to provide for him the answers he would seek for questions he hadn’t asked, to make his eyes open in the morning and to put on the mask of a bandit in order to do the work of a hero.
It is this concept of unconditional and undying love which I use as a guide when writing the story lines of the cluster of books I call:
“The Sagas”

The Zeke and Lily Saga

The Mia Series

Johnny & the Princess

Gabriel & Gina

Country Rose

Daddy Issues

Climax

BabyLove

Crimson

Snake Eyes

50 Things To Do With Your BabyGirl On A Saturday Night

The Adventure of Penny

A Girl Named Love

The “Diego” of a Daddy is to find that altering love in a BabyGirl, to protect her from all things unkind (which, from time-to-time, includes protection from herself), to eliminate her insecurities, to wrap her in a blanket of security which enables her to be free within, to build a fortress around her while breaking down her personal defenses, to make her know that she is loved unlike anyone else in this world …
… and of course … to change her diaper when she wets herself.

The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl 2

Return to the French Quarter and to The Creole Crawl Bar & Grille for a little Cherry Pie and some Cajun Spice.

Picking up the story where The Creole Crawl left off, Dominique & Winnie continue to grow together, bonding their hearts to what the other has to offer.  Winnie begins to deal with insecurities about having a love for girls – a piece of her soul that is warmly accepted in New Orleans, but her greatest struggle is how to tell the world, namely her friends & family.  Dominique remains her lover, her support and her friend, but begins to see how Winnie is more than just a BabyGirl to care for.  Within Winnie’s heart is something Dominique needs and has been looking for.

This is not a Daddy & BabyGirl story.  It’s the polar opposite, but the dynamic remains the same.

Sample:  “Planting the Seeds“

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 The Mommy Grats

     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

 

 

      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

  Girl Power     

 

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

 
    Pathway 1         Pathway 2

 

 

 

The Mommy Grats: The Creole Crawl

As with all of The Mommy Grats Books, The Creole Crawl shows a combination of characters other than Daddy and BabyGirl.  In this case, it’s Mommy and BabyGirl.

Some wild horses will never be tamed.  And it’s not because they can’t be tamed.  It’s because they’re not supposed to be.  Within many hearts is a need to keep gypsy thoughts of searching for the happiness believed to be in the future.

When Winnie, a simple Midwest girl, attends college in New Orleans, she enters into a world far less simple than anything she’s ever been exposed to.  Within her heart are wild horses needing to be freed & her decision to pursue the future will only be possible when she stops looking over her shoulder at where she’s been.

Early in the semester, she wanders into a college town bar called The Creole Crawl.  She meets the bar owner, an early-30s lady named Dominique, and suddenly their worlds collide.  Together they share secrets and Dominique shows Winnie how to get to the point where she will be able to let her wild horses go and settle down or to the point where she knows it’s time to keep searching for her happiness elsewhere.

Along the way, they discover a dynamic which fits them both perfectly.  But what will Winnie’s decision be and will she be ready to let her wild horses go when the decision must be made?

Sample:  “Taming Wild Horses”

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 The Mommy Grats

     Boy Toy          Boy Toy 2          Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5

 

 

      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

  Girl Power     

 

      Creole 1              Creole 2             Creole 3

 
    Pathway 1         Pathway 2

 

 

A Sunday in Southern Pines

Taken from the ABDL romance sequel:

Country Rose 7

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here is a little story about a red-n-white checkered two piece outfit, a tenderloin and a good reason to make sure her diaper wasn’t showing that day.

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Part One –
“Country Cookout”

Sunday, May 31st

It was a beautiful Sunday evening.  And in Southern Pines, North Carolina, the temperature was a comfortable 78 degrees – the heat of the day having broken and all humidity having retreated into the coming night.  A warm breeze swept across the horse farm and made ideal the conditions for a cookout.

The smell of burning charcoal floated gently through the farmhouse, saturating Rose’s mouth with that first sense of hunger as she stood in front of the floor-length mirror in their bedroom.  Slipping into a red-n-white checkered crop top with poofy short sleeves, she resituated her boobs inside it – primping and lifting and fluffing until she got the look that completely satisfied her.  Then stepping into a matching red-n-white checkered short flowy skirt, she zipped up the back of it – turning around and looking back over her right shoulder at her reflection in the mirror.  For once in her life, she didn’t want her pink diapered bottom showing at all below the lower hem of the skirt.  Normally, it didn’t matter to her, but today it did.  As she found out, this wasn’t an easy task to accomplish – given the skirt’s short length and her diaper’s span of the middle of her body.

Pulling down on the waistline of the skirt, she managed to cover the very bottom of her diaper.  But in doing so, now the waistline of her diaper was sticking out from the top of the skirt, so she pulled the skirt back up – then standing up on her tippy toes, hoping that the bottom of her diaper would be hidden.  And indeed, it was.

However, she couldn’t spend the whole day walking around on her tippy toes.  So, the problem wasn’t solved.  Ugh!  This was what those #BabyGirlProblems tweets were about!  She was absolutely sure of it and now understood what they were getting at. It seemed no matter what she did, either the top or the bottom of her diaper was going to be showing.  And it was frustrating, really frustrating.

The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush 2

Warning:  This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl ABDL book.  But it still speaks of the dynamic of love that an age play couple knows well.  

This sexually-charged age play story continues the tale of a cougar and of her younger match.  Her name is Krissy and his is Joe.  Twenty years ago, when Krissy was in college, she was Joe’s babysitter.  Now, twenty years later, Joe is the college graduate – new to the working world and struggling to overcome the stereotypes about his generation.

A month ago, he bumped into Krissy quite unexpectedly at a kink munch.  They got caught up and she learned he hadn’t found a job yet.  Giving him work fixing things around her house for a week, she lets him spend the night.  Along the way, she discovers his age play interests and explores them with him – finding enjoyment in it from the caregiver side.

Book two begins a few weeks later.  Joe found a job, got hired and then was laid off for a reason that wasn’t his fault.  Added to that was the fact that his relationship with his parents was faltering as they saw him as a failure.

He crumbles to pieces and Krissy picks him up, determined to put him back together again and to teach him how to handle disappointments without collapsing.

Along the way, Krissy and Joe go much deeper with everything, a mixture of rewards for successes and punishments for tantrum outbursts. 

At the end, Joe is faced with a crucial decision to make that will alter his life as he presently knows it.

This story is extremely sexual, over the top with sexuality at points, has moments of humiliation and moments when regression is the only mindset that truly separates twenty years of growth.

The roles and names may be different but the age play dynamic remains intact and The BabySitter Crush 2 shows that there is no greater love than that shared between a Mommy and her BabyBoy.

Sample: Scenes From a Fetish Fair Flea Market
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…………………………… The Mommy Grats

      Boy Toy         Boy Toy 2         Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4         Boy Toy 5

 

   

   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3

 

 

      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

 

Daddy Issues: The Fine Art of Give and Receive

Taken from the ABDL romance saga: 

Daddy Issues

(Available on:  Kindle and Kindle Unlimited )

here is a little story about a pursuit that was … long overdue.

“Long Overdue”

Sunday, 5pm

The Great American Diner. That was the meeting place agreed upon by both of them, Drake and Emma.

It was a comfortable setting for their first face-to-face meeting.  Oh, they had spent quite a bit of time in the past month  – exchanging emails, Skyping and talking on the phone.  But their schedules just didn’t seem to wanna line up … until now.  And The First Date was long overdue.  But unlike many shotgun decisions, they knew a lot about each other before that night.  So they weren’t strangers at all, but the physical meeting hadn’t taken place yet.  And it was time.

Scenes from a Fetish Fair Flea Market – Both Parts

Taken from the ABDL sequel:

The BabySitter Crush 2

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here is a little story about patience and the value of moving at the right pace.

(Warning: This ain’t no Daddy/BabyGirl story!!!)

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Tuesday, June 9th – 2pm

Krissy pulled into the downtown parking garage and started going in circles as she drove up the levels.  Parking was at capacity on the lower three levels and it wasn’t thinning out as they went higher.  When she told him they were going to meet Meg and Lisa at a fetish fair that afternoon, he had no idea that it would be downtown!  He also didn’t think she was going to dress him in such an obvious way.

He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue cotton shorts.  She had tucked the t-shirt inside the shorts but not before diapering him, of course.  And when she did, she fastened the tapes very tightly at his hips, but left the diaper a bit loose between his legs.  This was always indication to him that they would be doing a lot of walking and she wanted to give him the ability to walk comfortably while not chancing his diaper coming undone along the way.

Krissy would drive the whole way up to the top level, putting them back in the sunlight.  Thankfully, there were a few spaces left up there.  Turning the car off, she looked over at Joe and smiled brightly – then taking the pacifier out of his mouth and tucking it down into her cleavage.  She was inventing even more reason for him to be staring at her chest.  Looking in the back seat, she debated bring the diaper bag along but then decided otherwise.

Thank goodness for that!  At least now he wouldn’t be fearful of that diaper bag being put to its use – the number of cars in that parking garage making him believe there would be no private areas in this fetish flea market where he could be changed in peace.

Virus Protection / On the Tip of the Pen / On The Fingertips

I really couldn’t decided what I wanted to call this posting.  So I left all three options in the header line.  In a sense, it was appropriate to do so as the theme of this posting is the number 3.  (But this posting is also brought to you by the letters K and Q.  LOL)

When this whole shutdown and stay home thing started happening in the midst of the COVID-19 outbreak, I decided that I wasn’t going to sit around and get bored.  So I started writing. 

And it made logical sense to write a third season to The Waddling Dead story – girls in diapers, fighting a virus.  It seemed timely.

So I finished it in record time, 20 episodes that are currently being posted on The Waddling Dead group on FetLife as well as here on my website.

Now that the diapered zombies are taken care of, I’ve decided I’m just going to keep writing.  Next up is a Mommy/BabyBoy sequel, followed by a Daddy/BabyGirl sequel.

So … I am now currently writing the follow-up to The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush.

This is the story of Krissy and Joe.  She is in her early 40s and he is in his early 20s.  It is very much a cougar’s tale, but it’s a little more than that.

Twenty years ago, when Krissy was in her early 20s and Joe was a toddler, Krissy was indeed his babysitter.

Now, twenty years later, she is his adult babysitter.  How they met this second time around was by luck and chance, but how their relationship grows is where this story turns cougar and willing prey.

In this month, I will post a sample story or two from The Mommy Grats: The BabySitter Crush 2.  In the meantime, you can catch up on the story with a sample from the original:

The BabySitter Crush

 

Sample: “The Greatest Tease of All“

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Next up after that will be installment #7 in The Country Rose Series.  This is the tale of Rose, a city girl who moved into the country and Emmitt, the cowboy she fell in love with – a horse farmer who has a bad habit of taking off his sweaty shirts.

Here are a boatload of samples from Country Rose 1-6:

The Great Unknown

What She Set Her Mind To Do

Riding on Wings

What They Can See

The Secret Binge

The One

What To Do With A Miracle

The Things You Learn … Again

The Silence that Spoke Volumes

Thinking Out Loud

The View … With A Happy Ending

The CowGirl Ride

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Stay safe. Stay Healthy.
And as always … Dream Big About Being Little.

Blessings,
Zorro Daddy

Happy New …… Decade!

2020! A whole new decade of life, love, diaper changes and of course … ABDL ebooks to write.

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What shall I write in this new decade?

More Zeke & Lily?

More Mia & Eric?

More Rose & Emmitt?

More Penny & Elliot?

Medfet?

Dirty Gratifications?

The Mommy Grats?

Sci-Fi?

Waddling Zombies?

Rock-A-Byes?

Tales With A Kinky Twist?

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Or maybe something brand-spanking new?

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The sky is the limit and time is already a-wastin’!

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The new year and new decade have begun! So Make it a good one, Baby!

May the roads rise to meet you on your journey.  May the best of your yesterdays, be the worst of your tomorrows.

May your nightie be softer. May your pacifier be more soothing. May your smile never fade and may your diaper rash never return.

So, Happy New Year 2020, everyone!  I hope this year is everything you dreamed it could be, everything you couldn’t possibly have dreamed it to be and beyond that, everything it is meant to be.

Next year, right now, when you look back on 2020 before looking ahead to 2021, what do you want to see? 

Today begins that vision.

Blessings to you all,
Zorro Daddy

Feeling Little In A Big World 3

Boo’s pure-n-innocent story continues, this time a few days before Christmas.  Her wedding is fast-approaching and the stress of planning it is taking its toll on her.  So her husband-to-be Daddy takes her on an entire day of mind-numbing mini-trips.

From some Christmas shopping at a mall to a ride that takes them around the world and back to a sweet homecoming, Boo drifts happily into littleland.  She gets to the point of babbling and crinkling uncontrollably – all under the watchful eyes of her Daddy who makes certain that her head stays up in the clouds.

This is a cute age play tale to read or have read to you, whether during the holidays or at any time when littleness is what’s on your mind too.

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Sample: With Her Heart In Her Daddy’s Hands

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………….. The Feeling Littles

   

Feeling Little In A Big World

Feeling Little In A Big World 2

Feeling Little In A Big World 3

 

With Her Heart In Her Daddy’s Hands

Taken from the ABDL pure-n-innocent tale:

Feeling Little In A Big World 3
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here is a little story about the safest place for a BabyGirl to be.

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December 22^nd, 12:30 pm

Clyde and Boo pulled out of the parking lot of Clucker’s Restaurant, having had a quick and light lunch.  The rest of their day would be busy.  Boo didn’t realize how busy things were going to get but she knew that she had been looking forward to this day for a little while.

It was that time of year again, the Christmas season – when green-n-red was the color scheme that blanketed the land, when shopping was a necessary activity and when those familiar holiday songs played everywhere.  And all of these things had put Boo in the yuletide spirit.

Acting on this accordingly, Clyde took her to the Drive Town Mall – the one place that displayed Christmas more clearly than anywhere else locally.  The mall had a reason to, of course.  And it was packed, despite the loss of so much business to the internet.  But this mall had been very wise in making the transition of the times.  They created a membership program where – for every purchase someone made online, they would receive a coupon from the mall for a hard-to-pass-up deal.

Needless to say, Boo signed up for this mall membership the moment she heard about it.  And they would routinely take trips there.  On this specific day, they were venturing to the mall for a planned reason – to visit Crystal’s Boutique.  Clyde promised Boo a complete Christmas outfit, multi-layered and from head to toe.

This was a mind-blowing promise he made her.  In short order, Boo had everything in Crystal’s Boutique mentally inventoried, having created multiple outfits and then changing those outfits up a dozen times until she had created the perfect Christmas look.  All of this was complete with a winter coat, gloves and scarf that she special ordered.  But Boo knew very good and well that, once they got to the Boutique, Crystal would probably convince her to try different combinations other than those she had already dreamt up.

Thinking about the outfit-to-be, Boo picked up her baby blanket – the same baby blanket she had slept with every night since her birth.  Finding a soft edge on it, she gently rubbed that soft edge on her lower lip – just as she had always done when in deep thought or when in deep regression or when thinking about important things like the outfit she was going to find at Crystal’s Boutique.

Crystal wasn’t just the owner of that boutique.  She was also Boo’s sister-in-law to-be.  And the two of them had become fast friends.  Crystal was well aware of the unique relationship dynamic that Boo and her brother Clyde share.  Crystal’s little brother had always been a bit kinky, to say the least.  So, it came as no surprise to her at all.

In fact, Crystal accepted their dynamic fully, especially after she saw how blissfully happy it made Boo and how purposeful it made Clyde feel.  And given what Crystal had been going through recently in her life, she was happy to see her brother and Boo so in love – engaged and enjoying every bit of each other’s company.

Stolen

Meet Sam and Lilah, a Daddy-n-BabyGirl couple with a happy future ahead.  They couldn’t have been more perfectly matched for each other.  So when Lilah turns up missing, Sam goes on a rampage to find her – believing her to have been abducted by another Daddy-type with wandering eyes and cruel intentions.

This story is a test of human strength, not physically but emotionally.  It is iron-clad proof of the bond that exists between a Daddy and BabyGirl … and what happens when that bond is forcefully broken.

Stolen is a dark age play tale.  And it has themes in it that could be bad triggers for some readers, from abduction to harsh torture to bondage to sexual interactions.  Rest assured that this is not a pure-n-innocent ABDL story.

If you like dark BDSM tales with that seasoning of ABDL, Stolen is right up your alley.

Samples:
Diablo’s Selection
The Bad Girl Lesson
The Good Girl Lesson

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

         
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

         
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

         
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:

The Dark Age Play Series

The Good Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about what good girls receive.

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(Start with The Bad Girl Lesson)

The Good Girl Lesson –

The door opened with the sound of rusty hinges squeaking, startling Lilah out of her sleep.  She was numb all over, a much-welcomed condition as it eliminated the pain of her bruises.  But at the same time, her awakening reminded her of how cold she was.  Her mouth and cheeks were covered with the dried remains of wet cat food, an indication to her that she had been left in that icy cold room for a few hours.  How long she had no idea.  But her bruises felt like they had at least begun to heal, in the sense that the surfaces of her skin that felt wet where bruised earlier now felt dry.  She wasn’t even aware it was dawn, not just for still being blindfolded but also for having been in that basement-like area for quite a while – completely deprived of sunlight.

Lifting her head slightly, she struggled to get up onto her knees – her wrists still cuffed behind her back.  But before she could ever kneel up, she felt a hand between her shoulder blades – pushing her back down on the dirt floor and taking her partial-kneel out from underneath her as she went flat onto her stomach.  That hand held her down as she felt a needle piercing the raw skin of her right bottom cheek, a sedating shot of something easing her instincts to fight back by depriving her of the motor skills to do so.  She had no idea what to expect next from him.  If it was anything like the lesson-teaching discipline she had received a few hours ago, it might well have been her complete undoing.

But as she would soon find out, the polar opposite of her fears was what was about to happen, a dramatic about-face shift that would scramble her mind-n-senses once more and give her a reason to comply in a manner she never would have contemplated.

The game of sensations and emotions was on.

The Bad Girl Lesson

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about what bad girls need to learn.

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The Bad Girl Lesson –

Lilah shivered from the chill in the air, whimpering quietly into her gag and weeping slightly, her voice echoing all around.  Her new location was in an area much more spacious than that tiny chilly room where she awoke a little while ago.  But for how spacious this new location was when compared to that tiny room earlier, she wasn’t able to roam around at all.  The roominess was lost to the fact that she currently found herself in what she believed to be a dog cage.

She had no way of being certain it was a dog cage as she was still blindfolded.  Her wrists, no longer tied with ropes, were now adorned with cuffs and attached to the bottom of the cage.  Similarly, her ankles, no longer duct taped together, were now in ankle cuffs and also attached to the bottom of the cage.  This put her on her hands and knees.  What kept her in that position was the additive of a dog collar – put tightly around her neck and attached to the top of the cage.  She couldn’t lay down or slouch or move much at all.  And with the ball gag still filling her mouth, she wouldn’t be alerting anyone of her predicament any time soon.  In a tattered and cut silk camisole and a now heavily soiled diaper, Lilah shivered – thirsty, hungry and trying her best to keep her wits about her.  How she wound up there was just as disturbing as this entire ordeal had been.  It was one long nightmare with no conclusion.

Diablo’s Selection

Taken from the Dark Age Play Thriller:

Stolen

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here’s a little story about meeting the people who will change the course of your life … except, you don’t realize it yet.

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Diablo’s Selection –

Saturday night, 9pm

The Lair was hopping that night, a downtown dance club formerly known as The Chameleon – purchased by an entertainment group and rebranded into the hottest night spot the city had seen in a long time.  As an old factory building, The Lair had an old brick look on the outside but a modern interior.  There were three levels to the inside with balconies that overlooked the enormous dance floor on bottom level.  A sound system to rival that of stadiums played the music and kept the walls bouncing but the sound-proof structure kept the noise to a dull thump from the outside.  So, the surrounding neighborhood never complained about noise disturbances.

The Lair had to be booked months in advance if a group or organization wanted to schedule a private event there.  But this particular night at that dance club was indeed a private event, although it had only been booked out two weeks ago.

There was a reason behind this preferential treatment.