Some of the things she described made Carley go weak at the knees and get nauseous. “She needs that; she looks like she’s going to be really rebellious, a grown-up suit and no diapers. If she were my Little, I’d make it where she wouldn’t be able to keep those pants dry for more than a few seconds! Potty training makes Littles uppity; it should be among the first things to go!”
Carley cringed uncomfortably and bit down on her pacifier. Crystal gave a fake polite smile. “I’ll remember that. I really appreciate the input. Um, what was your name again?”
“Beatrice Malodor. I run one of the best Little etiquette schools in the city,” she declared. She then dug in her purse and handed Crystal something. “Here’s my card. Don’t hesitate to call me if you ever need help getting that little carpet mouse under control.”