As Catherine chatted up the Amazon, I could only stare in horror as Amy took to all fours, the hem of her onesie dress just barely skirting the floor, and crawled over to the gum. I watched as she picked at it and peeled at the base.

Oh no.

She got it off the floor and held a huge hard chunk in between her thumb and forefinger.

Oh no no…

In it went. Straight into the mouth. A.B.C. gum. And from the look on the diapered Little’s eyes, it was pure delight.

“Um…ma’am!” I did my best to speak up without sounding panicked. “Um…Amy has something in her mouth, I think…”

A note of panic went into the Amazon’s voice “What?!” She bent over and picked her prisoner up. It took less than a second for her to take the seat that the gum had been under and start probing the Little’s mouth. “Don’t swallow. Don’t swallow. Oh…oh…got it!” She took out the bit of gum. I didn’t have the heart or the nerve to mention that it looked smaller than it had been when Amy had popped it in.

“It’s strawberry flavored!” Amy proclaimed. I looked back at Catherine. She looked as horrified as I felt, just then. Her lips weren’t moving but her eyes were screaming.

Amy’s Mommy started bouncing her on her lap. “Amy? Again?!”

“What?!” Amy said, sounding actually indignant for the first time. I recognized that tone of voice. Hauntingly familiar, now. “Somebody left it there for me to get. I was jus’ smart enough to notice it and take!”

The Amazon let out a tired laugh. “I’m just glad that you didn’t choke on it this time.” THIS TIME?! Not a doll. No one would mind fuck program a Little to risk killing themselves. “Oh, baby girl. What am I ever going to do with you?”

“Ice cream?”

“No ice cream. Not tonight.”

“Cuddles?”

“Okay. Cuddles.” And the two leaned into each other, eyes closed. If they had been cats, they would have been purring.

Meanwhile, Catherine and I stared at each other in disbelief. It was like we were the only two dinosaurs that saw the falling meteor and knew what it meant…

“I’m sorry about that, ma’am,” I offered. “I would have acted myself but it wasn’t an emergency and I didn’t want to put my hands on your baby.” I felt nauseous just saying that. Had to cover myself though.

Amy lifted her head off of her Mommy’s giant breast. “I am a baby!” This time five years ago, I could have sworn I heard that same voice scream that she wasn’t…

“Think nothing of it, sir,” the Amazon said. “Amy does this sort of thing all the time. Don’t you sweetie?”

The Little nodded. “Uh-huh! I’m mischievous!”

“Oh do you even know what that means?”