The Adventures of Sir and Babygirl by Kayla Lords Page A

tonight. Fishing her hot pink knee
socks out of the drawer, she caught a glimpse of herself in the
mirror. Katie stopped what she was doing and looked at herself.
Dark eyes stared back. Her hair was wind-blown from driving with
the windows down. No make-up today; she had no one to impress
anyway. She tried not to concentrate on her white thighs. She could
find something wrong with nearly every inch of her body. She
preferred not to dwell on her flaws.
    Katie tugged on the socks, wiggling her toes
and admiring the vibrant pink fabric. Next, she began to tame her
mahogany dark brown hair into two pigtails. Sticking out on the
side or closer to her neck at the back? Katie twisted her head back
and forth trying to decide. She finally decided on somewhere in
between – not completely above her ears on the side of her head,
but they were still very obvious.
    Walking into the kitchen, she tried to choose
between popcorn and pizza. She grinned imagining the look on the
delivery guy’s face if she answered the door like this. Shrugging
she decided to have both. Dialing the local pizza place with one
hand, she grabbed a mini-bag of popcorn out of the cupboard with
the other.
    A few minutes later Katie settled onto the
couch with hot popcorn and a thirty minute wait for a cheese pizza. Oh crap! She realized she’d forgotten Mr. Teddy on her bed.
Katie jumped up and ran to her room. Grabbing the worn teddy bear,
she hurried back to the couch, hugging the stuffed animal close to
her.
    “Sorry, Mr. Teddy! I was thinking more of my
stomach than you.” Katie knew she was talking to a teddy bear. She
didn’t really care. Mr. Teddy kept all her secrets and, like her
blog, acted as a form of therapy. She kissed the bear twice and
went searching for a movie on TV.
    Without thinking, Katie picked up her phone
to check her email to see if she’d received any new comments. The
notification dinged at her, and she looked down at her phone. Two
comments and an email from Johnathan E.? Who was he?
    Katie decided she needed the movie night for
herself more than she needed to read emails. With an effort, she
shut down the email application on her phone, turned her phone to
silent, and placed it face down on the table behind the couch.
Waiting might kill her, but she refused to be tied to the phone.
Katie was determined to go into her little girl head space and
relieve some of her tension.
    Two movies and half a pizza later, Katie
yawned and hugged Mr. Teddy tight. Half asleep on the couch, she
shut off the TV, grabbed her phone, and walked down the hallway to
bed. She was always surprised at how relaxed she felt after
something as simple as a cartoon filled with singing animals.
    Settling into bed, Katie checked her email
again out of sheer habit. Opening her email, she remembered the
mysterious email. Who was Johnathan E.? Opening the email, her eyes
widened as she read.
     
    Dear LittleKGirl,
    I saw a post where you gave your email
address and hope you don’t mind me using it to contact you. I’m
SouthernDaddy – you know, from the blogs.
    If this bothers you, don’t respond, but I
wanted to talk to you outside of a comment box. I really enjoy your
blog. It’s funny, sexy, and sassy. I like to imagine that’s a good
description of you as well.
    Anyway, if you’re not made too uncomfortable
by a strange man emailing you, I’d love to hear from you
sometime.
    Sincerely,
    Johnathan
     
    Katie’s phone dropped to the bed. Releasing
the phone was the only thing keeping her from immediately
responding to his email. Johnathan had such a nice ring to it. She
had to admit she wanted to know more about him. What did he look
like? What did he do for a living? Was he a new Dominant or an
experienced one?
    Katie shook her head. What was she doing? She
didn’t need to get involved with anyone right now, and there was
little reason to think he was interested in her. He reached out so
they could have a conversation outside of the comments on her