The conversation the etiquette school owner had with Crystal about her didn’t raise any red flags. No one checked to see if she was alright when the pacifier inflated and she couldn’t get her jaw closed. The level of power Amazons had over Littles was making itself a sobering reality.
“Earth to Carley? You-who? Are you still there?” Crystal teased.
“Yeah, I’m here,” Carley answered grumpily.
“Did you enjoy our Little shopping trip?” Of course, she put the emphasis on “Little.”
“No,” she answered honestly.
“Well, come on, grumpy bum. Mommy’ll see if she can cheer you up!” Crystal said. Carley just looked at her partner with a frown. “What’s wrong?” Crystal asked. Carley answered with a groan. She then felt a hand on her shoulder. “Are you sure you want to go through with this? I haven’t started any of the treatments,” Crystal whispered.