****Hello loves

For those of you who are new to this type of scene and don't really have a clue of Ddlg or Mdlg lifestyle... It is not incest.

To make it short and quick... It's a relationship between a caregiver or "daddy/mommy" and the other is "childlike" or "little". It is NOT between an actual father/daughter or mother/daughter relationship. It's a type of BDSM relationship that may or may not involve sex. But usually includes play with child like things, such as toys, stuffies, bed time stories, spankings, or anything else they like to include. The LG part of the relationship is the "little"

I hope that clear things up!

If you have any questions... let me know and I'll be happy to answer.

Chapter 2: A Bad Day

Today is a really...really...really...Bad day! I loved how yesterday I was able to speak with Milan but I was certain she had forgotten all about me which I wasn't very pleased.

I knew she wouldn't have remember me...who would want to know a person like me? I'm a freak anyways. I bet if I told her I'm a little... she would laugh in my face or worse, she'd yell at me in disgust.

Why does that make me wanna cry? I like the boss lady and I want her to be my mommy. Why is life so unfair! Ahhh! I want to cry now! That's it... I need to go to the bathroom!

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I've only been in the bathroom for 15 minutes and the reason I know that is because Henry texted me saying I've been gone too long and our supervisor is looking for me. I was certainly having a hard time keeping my emotions at bay but I couldn't help myself but cry.

I come out of the restroom to the real world walking towards my cubicle and putting back my slippers on. You can probably tell I've been crying if you were to look closely.

I was exhausted, irritated and a bit cranky. My little space has been wanting to come out already. I haven't had the time to be myself and I'm starting to become fussy.

"Omi you're wanted on the 30th floor." Our supervisor calls to me not even sending me a glance to notice I'm crying. I looked towards my right to see Henry was no longer in his cubicle.

He then texted me saying he received the day off today, something about important errands for a friend which is odd. No one does anything for anyone unless you're being paid, so it was just two other people and I working the rounds.

I get up from my seat walking towards the elevator... I couldn't help but wonder that I had forgotten to do something but I did not know what, exactly.

Everyone was suddenly giving me weird glances. Staring me up and down, I felt uncomfortable but I chose to ignore... I'm already having a bad day so I won't make haste into giving them a show of asking them(more like flipping them) for staring at me.

I make it all the way to the 30th floor. It's a really tall building like a dinosaur... hehe!

~Oh snap! Omi keep it together!

I hear the elevator go ding and I head out towards the large facility.

Her office is HUGE!

She has two secretaries on either side and a magnificent view of the sky scrapers of New York. I honestly wouldn't mind having a view of this place if I was successful just like her.

"Oh wow..." I whisper to myself "Are you... um... Omi?" The lady on my right asks.

"Yes?" I reply.

I'm starting to feel restless, and the woman's stare doesn't make me feel any less worse when she is just as annoying as the workers downstairs.

~Why are people staring at me all of a sudden?

"Mrs. Petrovo is in her office waiting for you... but if I were you I'd lose--you know what, nevermind, go on ahead." She didn't finish her sentence and shoos me away to enter my bosses domain.

She sends me a smirk that seems to be anything but genuine. I didn't like it one bit but I wasn't complaining if I got to see my beautiful boss. I knocked on the door three times before entering... I didn't want to seem rude.

"Yes... come in." I walk inside noticing her office is much rather grand than the outside exterior. She has several couches around her space and her desk on the far left side facing the beautiful view of the outside world.

It's so big and scary.

"Hmm..." I whimper silently to myself, it seemed my boss was on the phone and speaking what I presume is French.

~Oh... she's fluent.

I walk around her office noticing a lot of things. One, for instance, its just plain white.

~Ew...

She should add some color, maybe bright pink should do the trick. I look around to notice she has many books on her shelves. None of them really interest me, if I read a book it has to have pictures and big words enough for me to read or for my mommy to read hehe.

I didn't notice that my boss had finished her phone call and was standing there watching me. I turn around to see her tapping her heels on her floor and I look down almost embarrassed making her wait on me. But shouldn't I be the one irritated because she is the one who made me wait?

"Oh I'm sorry." I mumble.

"No... um... it's fine Omi?" She says my name like it's icing on a cupcake.

~Oh lord!

"Y-yes... m-ma'am?" I ask, tilting my head up slightly to not look her in the eyes.

"Um... you do realize you're not in appropriate attire." She exclaims while eyeing me up although, I didn't know what she meant until I looked down at my body, I noticed I didn't have my heels on. No wonder my feet felt so comfortable walking.

~Oh crap! How can you be so dumb Omi!?

"Oh gosh... I'm so sorry m-ma'am... I was so tired and frustrated today that I had forgotten I had my slippers on. I-I'm s-so sorry. It w-won't happen a-again!" I rush out my sentence before she could even answer. I was beyond embarrassed, I was completely mortified. I'm sure my cheeks were the tint of red as I felt so hot all of sudden.

"No... Oh gosh Omi, it's fine,you're fine, I get it. We all have our days and we sometimes forget things, I'll let this one slide but remember to wear proper attire to work and not let this one slip up or you'll have to be let go." She said the last part as if she was almost sad about the thought of letting me go, which is ridiculous, she has tons of employees that work for her all the time. There is nothing special about me or my work ethics.

"I'm sorry, I won't let this happen again and um ma'am..." I call for her attention "Hmm?"

"I don't work here, I'm just an intern but you called me here for something so what could that be?" I ask more bravely now, I've been told she doesn't liked to be questioned a lot of things so for me to be bold today is so out of the ordinary.

"Oh you don't work here? But I'm looking through my charts and I've seen you've done more work than most of my employees. Well, never mind that. I need your assistance for a meeting I am about to enter. I like you to write down some pointers for me and make note of anything I say just incase I forget." She says and I take out a notepad and pen out ready to be used.

"Basically, like a secretary?" I asked.

"Yes. Omi, like a secretary." She snapped quick, she does become upset when questioned. Well I would most definitely like to be used in all naughty shape or form. She could have fun with me and make some pointers on how I can please her.

"Yes ma'am, anything else?" I ask just incase she needs something from me.

"Mm oh yes... but I'm not quite sure how to--well never mind, my curiosity for you will be answered for anther time."

~She's curious about me? Oh my lord!

"Um... y-yes ma'am." I felt so shy again, I really wish I was more confident just as her.

"You know,' she says as she catches my attention again, 'I'm having a bad day as well." She says as I stare at her in a state of confusion.

"You're having a bad day too?" I ask and she nods "Oh yes... sometimes, adults have bad days too you know." What does she mean by adults? I'm an adult as well, that last part had me very confused.

"Well, maybe I can do something for you..." I suggest and she lifts her eyebrow in curiosity.

"Oh like what?" She asks.

~Like have you sitting on your chair while I play with your kitty parts making you cüm so hard and letting me drink up all that special milk! Hehe.

Man, I need to stop with these fantasies of her.

"Like... mm something like this." I hold onto my notepad and start doodling a funny picture that I'm sure to make her smile. I doodle an animal with words to encourage her, maybe... it's her choice how she sees it but I hope she feels better, maybe even feeling light.

As I'm doodling, I notice she tries to take a peek but I hide my notepad away from
her view. I keep doodling till I'm done with one of the curves. I then write a small note of what I think will help her feel much better. As I'm done, I lift my notepad up and rip the paper off so I can give it to her.

"What's this?" She asks me "It's a doodle of a kitten!" I chirp.

"What a lovely doodle, I will leave it near my desk so it will remind me it's okay, I love it... thank you." She says while rewarding me with a bright smile. 

~Oh I'm starting to like that smile.

"You're welcome Mrs. Petrovo." I say and she smiles "Please... call me Milan Omi." The way she says my name has given me goosebumps all around my body, how can a simple act of voicing a simple name bring me immense pleasure?

"O-okay..." I say and we both just sit there in silence enjoying the moment.

"I seem to have forgotten why I brought you here but I'll remember soon enough, in the meantime." She walks towards her desk and grabs a piece of paper and writes something down. I was curious to know what she was putting but I didn't say anything.

"Let my secretary know that I'm going to need these things please..." She hands me a slip and I notice it's just a list of items. I was kind of hoping she would offer me a job but I think I seemed to have blew it.

"Oh okay..." I get up from my seat and leave her office feeling slightly dumb.

~Okay a whole lot of dumb!

"Um Milan wanted me to give you this..." I pass the secretary the note and she nods while I make my way to the elevator going back down the third floor. I decide to call it quits and leave my cubicle early. I'm starting to get even more fussy and my little side wants to be free already.

I'm already bored of the adult world, now I want to be a little princess and have tea parties and color in my coloring books while sipping on my bottle.

~Oh what is life?

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I leave the office and head on home where I feel more at peace. Although, it is a crappy place--not even a proper heater inside, but at least I can call it a home, I've made it this far--without dying.

~Okay I'm sounding a little melodramatic.

I strip away all the adult clothes and take off my light make up. I rush towards my pink room--well...sort of pink, just my covers and toys, nothing else.

I go through my closet and put on my favorite tutu with a pink tank top that has a piglet on it. I grab a big pink bow, my pink paci, and my favorite stuffies--Hello kitty and piglet!

I then leave my room and head to my small living room. I put on my favorite movie "Inside Out" and heat up some macaroni and cheese with chicken dinosaurs.

~Mm my second favorite. But potato salad is still the best for me.

I hear my food ready and head to my living room again along with a couple of coloring books. I color all day long and enjoy watching my favorite movies while sucking on my paci and eating my favorite foods.

"I wish Milan was my mwommy so I twan cowor for her some pwetty pictrures!" I say in my little voice.

I love being a little and being in my little head space... it allows me to escape the harsh reality from time to time.

I just really wish I had a mommy to WUV me. But no one will ever understand me. I'm sure Milan would think I'm a freak if she found out.

I just want a mommy.

Man I can't even throw a proper tantrum if I'm not even going to be punished.

This day really blows.