“Sweetheart, you will lead a very comfortable and pampered life. She loves you very much and will take very good care of you. The one little twist here is that Lady Lisa Marie wants you to be an adult baby.”
I am still unable to speak.
My thoughts race frantically.
“No, please! I … don’t want to be.”
Something softly invades what I was thinking … a momentary blank … My thoughts continue.
“Please make sure I don’t have to be! I am adamant about this. I do not want to be an adult.”
I sit helplessly and realize I have no control over this.
It is whatever Lady Lisa Marie wants.
Confusion … something important has just happened, and I’m not sure what it was.
Mommy washes me gently.
