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Lil Goldie’s Sparkles

Lil GoldieTaken from:

ABDL BedTime StoriesThe Tangled Fairy Tales

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here is a little story about how to sparkle in the sunshine and how to “bear” the unexpected.

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“These quizzes are dumb,” Kaitlin said, tossing the magazine aside and yawning.

Taz kissed her forehead and got up from the bed.

“Let me go get you a nightshirt,” he said, walking back to the bedroom.

Kaitlin lied there and reflected on the past few minutes, how tingly she was to be a naked BabyGirl as he diapered her and how good it felt to be naked in front of him. Then her sweet sentiments of thought led into the fresh memory of how funny he sounded reading from that magazine. Thought it hurt to laugh, laughing felt good. And he always knew how to make her laugh, even when he had no idea how he was doing it. But either way, she felt better. The fever was gone and though she was still sick, she had made it through the worst of it and was heading out of the woods.

The woods! The thought of the woods brought to her mind the tangled fairy tales he had told. Grabbing the ibuprofen, she willfully swallowed two more – figuring that he was getting her a nightshirt so she wouldn’t be cold when she slept. Yawning again, she nestled down – waiting for his return and hoping he would tell her another tangled fairy tale before she drifted off to sleep again.

“Here’s a quiz question for you,” Taz said, returning from the bedroom with the tiniest, pinkest baby-t he could find. “What is it about an Irish Girl that is so enchanting? Perhaps the long hair?”

“But you’d like another color than red, huh?” Kaitlin asked, sitting up and raising her arms as he gathered the baby-t in his hands and brought it down over her frame.

In the process of being dressed, her head began to spin and as soon as he saw her swooning, Taz put his hand behind her neck and eased her back down onto the pull-out mattress.

“I don’t care what the color is … so long as it’s long,” he whispered sweetly, brushing her bangs off her forehead. “So long as I can run my fingers through it and smell the shampoo you used.”

“You wouldn’t want these locks to be blonde?” she said, holding up the ends of her hair.

“You would look just as beautiful as you do now,” Taz said, the lightbulb coming on inside his mind suddenly. “Do you want your hair to be blonde?”

“I wouldn’t mind trying out the Goldilocks thing,” Kaitlin said, giving him a wink.

The gears began to crank in Taz’s mind, his eyes showing how he was already cooking up another story. Kaitlin grabbed her pacifier, plunked it in her mouth, flipped over on her tummy and covered herself with a blanket. Resting the side of her face on her pillow, she awaited the next tangled fairy tale to begin. Taz sat next to her on the bed and she shifted her head over on to his thigh, using it as her pillow instead. He tucked her curly red hair behind her ear and ran the fingers of his right hand through it.

“Once Upon A Time,” he began, Kaitlin wiggling uncontrollably with excitement.

Oh, what would the fairy tale be this time? How would he tangle it and twist it? How would it begin? How would it end? The questions in her heart were endless.

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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
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:

Zeke and Lily: Once Upon a BeginningThe Mia Series - Book One.

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

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
….. Boy Toy …….. Boy Toy 2 …… Boy Toy 3 …… Boy Toy 4 …… Boy Toy 5
 
Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1  The Mommy Grats - Girl Power 3 
   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3
 
 
      Crush 1               Crush 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

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
….. Boy Toy …….. Boy Toy 2 …… Boy Toy 3 …… Boy Toy 4 …… Boy Toy 5
 
Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1  The Mommy Grats - Girl Power 3 
   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3
 
 
      Crush 1               Crush 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

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
     Boy Toy           Boy Toy 2        Boy Toy 3           Boy Toy 4        Boy Toy 5
 
Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1  The Mommy Grats - Girl Power 3 
   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3
 
 
      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

A Sunday in Southern Pines: Both Parts

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.

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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

Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 1 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 2 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 3 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 4 Mommy Grats - Boy Toy 5
      Boy Toy         Boy Toy 2         Boy Toy 3         Boy Toy 4         Boy Toy 5
 
Mommy Grats - Girl Power 1  The Mommy Grats - Girl Power 3 
   Girl Power         Creole 1         Girl Power 3         Creole 2             Creole 3
 
 
      Crush 1               Crush 2

 

 

Daddy Issues: The Fine Art of Give and Receive

Daddy IssuesTaken 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.

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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.

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The Waddling Dead, Season Three – On Kindle Unlimited

After having received a few requests from people, asking if I was going to publish The Waddling Dead Season One Story, I put it up on Kindle Unlimited.

Then I put The Waddling Dead Season Two Story on Kindle Unlimited.

And now, following that same decision again, I have published The Waddling Dead Season Three on Kindle Unlimited as well.

This will give people the opportunity to read them in an ebook format, if they so choose.

The Waddling Dead Season Three on Kindle Unlimited

But if you aren’t subscribed to Kindle Unlimited or if you don’t have an ebook reader, you can find this story in two other places:

  1. There is a Waddling Dead group on FetLife where you can join and/or read the gruesome, crinkly tales:
    The Waddling Dead Stories on FetLife
  2. Or you can read them here on my website:
    The Waddling Dead Stories

So what is The Waddling Dead?

Each season is a multi-episode ABDL zombie tale that follows a group of college sorority girls as they battle the undead … while wearing diapers, of course.

The season three story picks up where the second season left off with Britney and all the sorority girls being taken away from Harris Regional Hospital by military escort.

They are transported to a military hospital for treatment and medical attention and then they are mysteriously taken away to another location.

It winds up being a secret military base in the mountains of Connecticut where the girls are used as lab specimens as the military tries to turn the zombie virus into a weapon.

And for a third time, Britney and the girls are forced to fight for their lives as the virus spreads across the base.  But the military has been experimenting with the virus and now a third strain enters the mix.

From military hangar holding cells to Connecticut woods to a mountain top climax where Britney enters a blood bath battle with multiple zombies, The Waddling Dead Season Three take the ABDL zombie story line and infects the situation worse.

Join Britney as she shows you how a few diapered girls can kick a virus’s ass.

The Waddling Dead Season One on Kindle Unlimited
The Waddling Dead Season Two on Kindle Unlimited
The Waddling Dead Season Three on Kindle Unlimited

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…………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

The ABDL MedFet Book   The ABDL MedFet Book 2   The ABDL MedFet Book 3   The ABDL MedFet Book 4   The ABDL MedFet Book 5  
   MF 1         MF 2         MF 3         MF 4         MF 5          MF 6

The ABDL Nympho Book 1   The ABDL Nympho Book 2   The ABDL Nympho Book 3      
 Nym 1       Nym 2       Nym 3       Dead       Dead 2     Dead 3

The ABDL Horror Book    The ABDL Pet Play Book   The Voice   Tales With A Twist   
Horror     Pet Play     Voice        Twist      3some       Stolen

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

The Dark Age Play Series

The Torture of “Not Knowing”

Has any one ever asked you how you knew you were an AB or a DL or a Daddy or a Mommy (or whatever applies)?

Below are links to a two-part video of a speech I gave at NELIcon 2011.

This isn’t a fantasy or bed time story. It’s for real and one of the most pivotal things that ever happened to me.

When I Was In 3rd Grade … Part One

There’s a moment in life when you learn who you will become. This story was my moment.

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When I Was In 3rd Grade … Part Two

Action isn’t as easy to take as it seems, but when faced with fight or flight, you learn who you are inside.

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Here’s the complete story in writing: When Someone Touches Your Heart

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 19-20

Episodes 19-20

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Nineteen:
Top of the World

Friday, 7:45pm

Looking at the circle of zombie soldiers surrounding her, numbering more than 50 this time, Britney inhaled deeply and exhaled the same.  It was a superfluous attempt to defeat her and for this reason, it just simply looked like a lot more work she had to do.  But there was no fear inside her.  Quite honestly, she felt numb to all emotions – except for one … anger.  And it was this anger that was fueling her craving for revenge.

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 16-18

Episodes 16-18

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Sixteen:
The Counterplan

Friday, 7pm

The hugging session with Angelina seemed to go on forever.  And right at the moment it was about to end, it began again when Brook finally got a chance to hug her.  Being the smallest of all of them, she was pushed out of the way by the others – quite unintentionally.  And though the vibe of embracing had run its course, they all waited until Brook had gotten her fill before asking Angelina a million questions – the most pressing being:

“What are these marks on your back, Angelina?” Lorna inquired, Georgia taking a look at the inflamed skin on the girl’s back – Brook running over to the trash bag to get Angelina a diaper.

“Those are second degree burns!” Georgia remarked, Brook successfully unfolding the new diaper properly and placing it on the ground – then summoning Angelina to sit down on it.

And when Angelina took a seat on the diaper, the second degree burns on her scalp could be seen through her hair.

“Angelina, what did they do to you?” Iris asked with horror, Rikki now joining Georgia in examining the girl’s skin.

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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

The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 13-15

Episodes 13-15

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

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Chapter Thirteen: Babes in the Woods

Friday, 5:30pm

A second bit of gunfire was heard coming from the base, this one startling the girls so much that they all stood up and got on the move.  Brook climbed up onto Britney back this time and away they went.

“Who are they shooting?” Iris asked.

“Hopefully, each other,” Lorna answered.

“No, that would be way too easy,” Georgia scoffed.  “And way too lucky for us.”

“Maybe they shot Angelina,” Brook said, everyone coming to a standstill and realizing how likely that was.

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 10-12

Episodes 10-12

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Chapter Ten: Defiance

Friday, 4:30pm

The darkening skies gave proof to how remote the location was.  With no power at the base and with woods behind it, the emerging stars above gave the only illumination that could be seen.  Being in October, the temperature was cool enough already at night.  And with the elevation they were at, the temperature would plummet before long – making the chill the girls had to deal with that much worse.

Standing about 50 feet into the woods, the girls watched as Angelina was carried back to the main hangar, the soldiers having a good old time harassing her as they lifted her in the air – each of them picking a body part to grab and then dropping her to the ground, two of them pulling her by her hair.

“Let’s keep moving,” Rikki said, aiming to get them away from the tormenting sight.

And the girls did get moving, further into the woods.  But the memory of seeing Angelina being treated that way stayed fresh in Britney’s mind.  It seemed she was developing a trigger, of sorts.  When any of the girls were mistreated, Britney became prone to exact a measure of revenge.  Angelina’s poor treatment would linger in Britney’s thoughts for a while and she would remain silent, already envisioning what she was going to do to those soldiers when she got her hands on them.

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 7-9

Episodes 7-9

(Start with the Season Three Prologue or Visit the Episode List)

Chapter Seven: Evil Preparations

Friday, 3pm

“Sir,” a soldier said, appearing at the door to the general’s office, holding up a black trash bag – the latex gloves on his hands indicating that the wet diaper retrieval was complete.

“Thank you,” the general said.  “Set them in the corner and wait outside this office.”

The soldier did so and left the office, General Wynwood then return to his conversation with Dr. Liotta.

“James, I can’t stress this enough.  We want Britney’s blood,” Dr. Liotta said, selling this point again.  “It’s super blood, plain and simple … the building block of super soldiers.”

“You have explained this already.  I think I understand,” the general said, trying to get Dr. Liotta to stop the broken record routine.

“I don’t know as you fully understand what I’m talking about,” Dr. Liotta remarked, not backing down from this topic at all.  “Sir, I watched the wounds she received during her interrogation heal in a matter of minutes.  Imagine if a super soldier could heal that quickly.”

The general’s eyes light up.  Of course!  If soldiers are infected with the right mixture of both strains of this virus, they become like that Britney girl.  Strong, aggressive and quick healing.

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 4-6

Episodes 4-6

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Chapter Four: Trapped

Friday, noon

Britney was taken into the room next to the office above.  It seemed pleasant enough with a couch and television and all, save for the dog cage in the corner.  And that is where she was place, the one soldier violently shoving her into that cage and locking the door as the other covered the cage with a thick black cloth.

Sitting in absolute darkness, Britney shook like a leaf.  She had been doing that very thing since she was taken from her hospital room a few hours ago.  But at long last, she had the ability to stop shaking and she did just that.  The black cloth restricted air flow through the cage and because of this, the air warmed up all around her.

No, it still wasn’t a pleasant experience or luxurious accommodations to be in that cage.  But at least it was warm.  And presently, Britney found gratitude for the smallest little gifts in life.

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Episodes 1-3

Episodes 1-3

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Chapter One: In Motion

Friday, 8am

Picking up where The Waddling Dead: Season Two ended …

Britney had awakened in a medical facility in West Hartford, CT – Rikki (one of the nurses from Harris Regional Hospital) and Sherry (one of the pledge mistresses of her sorority) having been by her bedside when she awoke.

And what a blessing they were for her, as always.  Rikki and Sherry explained how it had been three days since the conclusion of those traumatic events that took place at Harris Regional Hospital.

The medical facility where Britney was a patient at now was a military medical facility.  All the girls had been taken there directly from the warzone at Harris Regional.  Brook received surgery on her broken right ankle.  Angelina received treatment on her right wrist.  And the others were treated for their various scratches, nicks and bruises.  But Britney had been in the worst shape of all when admitted.  

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The Waddling Dead: Season Three – Prologue

Prologue

On a mid-Autumn Friday night, Britney (a freshman student with a full scholarship for gymnastics) and the other seven members of the current pledging class of the Beta-Alpha-Beta sorority at St. Mark College in upstate New York journeyed to a private campground for their final weekend of pledging.

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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?
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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 22nd, 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.

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A Girl Named Love

How far would you go to show someone how much you loved them?  With what sacrifices made and what obstacles overcome … in the name of Love?

This is the story of a girl named Love and Alex, the soul mate she calls her Daddy. In an effort to avoid the heat wave of the year, Love and Alex go on an all-night out-n-about adventure. On this night, they learn things about each other, themselves, the power of the dynamic and about how high her legs can be raised while lying on the back seat of his car.

But what began as a trip to gather some thrills-n-chills on this scorcher of a night becomes so much more than humiliating stops, incredible sex and the dodging of raindrops. And by dawn, Alex and Love will have their dynamic bond tested in a manner that neither of them could’ve possibly imagined.

However, that’s only half the story.

How far would you go to help someone learn to help themselves? How long would you wait before you gave up? Or would you never give up? Would you keep trying and trying until something finally worked? Would anything deter you from reaching that goal? Could anything be more important … when done in the name of Love?

The story continues.  Alex is the only person in her life who never gave up on her. In an effort to avoid another heat wave night, Alex and Love go on another all-night out-n-about adventure. But this time, Alex isn’t just looking for relief from the heat.  He’s also looking to find a way to enable Love to let go of the past while embracing the future.

And yes, on this night, temperatures soar, breath is lost, canals tighten, hearts pound, spines quiver and Love will find a voice she never knew she had.

With a specific course laid out, Alex and Love race against time and against fear, knowing what would be won if all was lost and knowing what would be lost forever if dawn light came to soon.

Combining two retired books, One Hot Night and Another Hot Night, A Girl Named Love is a tale of the human spirit, of sexual extremes pushed to a fevered pitched, of human connections, of the strength that we all possess and of the courage necessary to never give up.

Samples:
Scorcher
Love Was Here

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………………….. The HodgePodge Series

The Dynamic Story From Sun Up to Sun Down Deja Vu Lucy BabyLove Climax  
Crimson Snake Eyes The Crinklebury Tales Sad girl holding a teddy bear
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

Threesome

It is said that the strongest shape in the world is a triangle.  Any added force is evenly distributed through all three sides, and thusly, cannot easily distort the fixed shape.  The dissipation of stress without causing damage is the kind of strength that any structure needs to survive.

Might this train of thought work within a relationship too?

Erica and Kylie, a Mommy-n-BabyGirl couple, were going to find out.  Pursuing a rigorous search online, they settle in on Greg, a Daddy-type who was able to engage in messages with them that fostered more interaction.  From messages to texts to phone calls to Skype calls to the eventual meeting of face-to-face-to-face, they formed a three-way connection that grew strong quickly.

From road trips to more private encounters, the pheromones fill the air and arousals peak as one person finds a purpose unmet before, another breaks free of excuses and another opens up to a world where the limits are only restricted to what you are willing to allow yourself to explore.

Get down and dirty with this FfM trio in Threesome, a ABDL romance that reaches a climax like no other.

Samples: …… How’s It Gonna Be? …… The Start of Something Good

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………………….. The ABDL Twisted Books

The ABDL MedFet Book   The ABDL MedFet Book 2   The ABDL MedFet Book 3   The ABDL MedFet Book 4   The ABDL MedFet Book 5  
   MF 1         MF 2        MF 3        MF 4        MF 5         MF 6

The ABDL Nympho Book 1   The ABDL Nympho Book 2   The ABDL Nympho Book 3       The ABDL Horror Book
Nym 1       Nym 2      Nym 3      Dead      Dead 2    Horror

 The ABDL Pet Play Book   The Voice   Tales With A Twist    
  Pet Play     Voice       Twist       3some      Stolen

If you like these books, you may want to check out:
The Dark Age Play Series
 
 

The Kind of Girl You Bring Home to Meet Your Mother

Zeke and Lily - Her DiaryTaken from:  Zeke and Lily (Book Four): Her Diary

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here is a diary entry Lily made about a very important day when she met her present and her future. This entry is written in Lily’s words.

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The Kind of Girl You Bring Home to Meet Your Mother –

Entry Three – September 12th

Dear Diary,

I just had a most relaxing morning. I really didn’t do much, just hung out here at the house and zoned on the couch. I have a lot on my mind right now. Next week, I got to the doctor again and he will tell me if my treatments are having any effect on the illness I have.

So today, I asked Zeke if he would take me on a trip and make it a surprise. He said he would. So I sat there for a while and tried to guess where he would take me. I heard him talking on his cell phone to someone in the bedroom.

Then he came out with a t-shirt, one of my bras, one of his light blue button down shirts, and a pair of jeans! I was amazed. He never likes me to be in pants, but recently has put me in jeans a couple of times when we’ve gone out. My legs haven’t been covered very much since he brought me home from the hospital. -giggle- I like the way that sounds. 🙂 It makes me feel like his baby.

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The Start of Something Good

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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here is a little story about setting made plans into motion.  Oh, the motions.

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The Start of Something Good

Tuesday evening

Kylie and Erica lived in an old brick building that had been converted from a warehouse into an apartment complex that was called The Stockyard.  Every floor had nine apartments, each containing the floor number and one letter of the word Stockyard.  Their apartment was the first one to the left of the elevator on the third floor.  And on their door, it read “3s” – aptly named for their new collective state of mind and only missing three other letters to make it a complete thought.

Greg rode up the converted freight elevator to the third floor and walked over to their apartment door, knocking and then stepping back.

“Sweet pea, he’s here!” Erica’s voice could be heard saying from inside the apartment.  “Hurry up!  Get out here!”

“How do I look?” Kylie asked with an excited tone, scampering out from the hallway.

Kylie was wearing a white baby-t and the tell-tale bulk of a diaper underneath a pair of soft pink bib shortalls.

“You look adorable, sweetie,” Erica said with a maternal grin.

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How’s It Gonna Be?

Taken from the ABDL Ménage à Trois Romance:

Threesome

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here is a little story about making plans and opening up.

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How’s It Gonna Be

It was a beautiful Saturday morning, at that perfect moment when the sun had risen just high enough to begin to warm the Earth again without yet cutting through the crispness left over from the night.

Kylie, a girl of 25 years, stood at the kitchen sink in her apartment – looking out the window at two birds who were flying around in a very playful way.  She smiled at how sweet the sight was of two love birds who were in perfect harmony with their mid-air dance.  Looking down at the single-cup coffee maker, she saw the first cup having just finished its fill.  Reaching up into the cupboard, she took down the dark red coffee cup with the word Erica written on the side of it.

Placing that cup under the coffee maker, she walked over to the fridge and got out the vitamin D milk as the second cup of coffee filled.

Erica was her life – her inamorata, her best friend, her everything.  She had experienced the supposed BFF thing with others before.  But her relationship with Erica had proven to be what was beyond the BFF.  And every day, the life they shared just kept getting better.  Kylie made it a point to pause each morning and remember how happy she truly was – before their day even got going, before the hustle and bustle of jobs and responsibilities took priority.

The second cup of coffee finished its fill and Kylie poured a heavy amount of the milk into Erica’s cup while just pouring a little into her own.  Then she scooped up Barry, her teddy bear, from his seat on the kitchen counter, picking up both cups of coffee and heading back to the bedroom where Erica was waiting.

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Small World

There’s nothing quite so intriguing as a story that is either real or seems so realistic that you can relate to it – either as a whole or perhaps just relating to a character in that story.

I’ve written entire books that were storylined from real events in my life and quite a few more that were based loosely on real events in my life.  The rest of what I’ve written is fantasy … or fantasies that I have.

But what I write to you in this posting is a true story.  It is not based on anything.  It is an actual account of something that happened to me recently.  And Stranger Than Fiction doesn’t even adequately describe it.

A few days ago, when in conversation with a vanilla female acquaintance, a most unexpected thing caught me off guard and made me think: “Wow.  What a small world.”

Let me start from the beginning …

This conversation with VFA (Vanilla Female Acquaintance) was one of playful flirting.  She asked me if I had ever been married.  I told her that I was engaged twice, but that both engagements taught me exactly what engagements are supposed to teach people … whether or not we were meant to spend the rest of our lives together.

Then she asked if I had any kids, to which I jokingly replied: “Not that I’m aware of.”

Following that, she said this:
VFA: Okay, Nate.  You and I are going to have a kid.
Nate: Are we really?
VFA: Yes … no, wait. We’re going to have 10 kids.
Nate: If we have 10 kids, I’m certain your uterus will fall out.
VFA: Maybe.  But 5 of them will be girls, 2 of them will be boys and 3 will be ducks.
Nate: Okay.  And what are we gonna name all of them?
VFA: Well, the girls will obviously all be princesses.
Nate: Okay. So how about … Aurora, Belle, Jasmine, Elsa …
VFA: … and Cinderella.
Nate: The ducks we could name Huey, Dewey and Louie.
VFA: Perfect.

Now this girl is the kind of person who can take a joke and who can dish a joke back out.  She understands the boundaries of decency and she expects others to understand those boundaries as well.  I really don’t run into people like this very often anymore.  Or if I do, they don’t present themselves as understanding boundaries.  This is what makes this girl such a joy to be around.

VFA: Now, what about the two boys?

With a smirk, I replied.
Nate: I’ve always been partial to the name Zeke.
VFA: Zeke … that’s a neat-sounding name.  What are some other names that start with Z?
Nate: Let’s see.  Well, there’s Zack.
VFA: No.  Zack is a boring name.

Are you ready for this?  She looked directly at me and said:
VFA: I’ve always liked … Zorro.

That was a very random name for her to have suggested.  And there is only one correlation I know of that would connect the name Zeke to Zorro …………… me.

At that moment, having heard the name Zorro as a suggestion that she made, a friend who was standing nearby contorted his head and looked back at me – raising an eyebrow.  Now, this friend knows that I am an ABDLer with a username and author name of Zorro Daddy.  He himself is BDSM natured. But like me, he never lets on to his less-than-vanilla interests … not in public, not in open discussions and not in how he dresses.

Nate: How about that?  She just came up with the name Zorro, unprompted.
That Friend: Yes.  She most certainly did.

Time progressed for a few minutes with no further discussion.  But whenever VFA and I had another dull moment in close proximity to one another, she would look at me and say:

VFA: Zeke and Zorro.  Zeke and Zorro.

By this point, I had already done the female mind trick of analyzing the situation, having come up with 50 different explanations (none of which having any proof to back them up but with good circumstantial evidence to suggest their validity), having then disproven all 50 explanations and finally … have chalked the whole thing up as being coincidence only.

In all honesty, how many names can you come up with that start with the letter Z … especially with a quick response expected?  There really aren’t that many.  And besides, I was the only one who was truly spooked.  However, having been an actor in 70-some different productions in my career, I was able to hide my reaction.

After all, it was just simple coincidence, right?

But a short while later, she asks me:
VFA: Okay, Nate.  So, which one are you … Zeke or Zorro?

Aaaaaaaaand NOW I’m on the spot.

I will occasionally receive messages and emails from people who are putting out, what I call, “feelers”.  These are messages that are sent to me with the cryptic purpose of trying to get information out of me or are trying to see how I will react to something specific.

On occasions, I will get messages from people who have written to me from other accounts, now sending me the same message from a catfish or sock puppet account.

This girl wasn’t one of those people.  Or so I believe to be the case.  So, I replied with a simple answer.
Nate: Well, I guess I’m both of them … sort of.
VFA: Hmm.  So, you’re both.  That must not be easy.

This was the moment when I decided to do something that has often been done to me.  I put out one of those “feelers”.
Nate: Yeah.  And you know what the only thing is that comes between Zeke and Zorro?”
VFA: What’s that?
Nate: Lily.

She opened her mouth widely and then laughed.

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That really didn’t give me any kind of answer.  But it was certainly the first time in my life that both of my worlds collided, marrying themselves together in an engagement that, this go-around, I had no control over for a short time.  And also, for once, this great big world suddenly felt very small and more close-knitted than I had ever believed it could be.

I truly wish I could continue this true story and give you a conclusion to it that ties up loose ends while revealing what I myself would like to know.  But I can’t continue the true story – because that’s where it ended.

And all I can say is:  “Wow.  What a small world.”