Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

I never knew daddy was this much possessive, his hand on my waist, the way he pulled me closer to him, the way he pulled me on his lap making me blush. He made me call him daddy in front of my new friend Hunter, he kept calling me little one, does he know? Did he see my diaper?

I saw still blushing after that accident, while getting in the car, mommy was helping me in, I felt her hand slip into my diaper, hey! I'm dry, thank god. I sat in my seat and expected to go home, daddy was driving while mommy was busy texting on her phone, we didn't go home as I expected this day was one long day for sure. He parked at the park, the same one we came to the first time, I loved this park, although my car did get towed from here now I'm happy with my mommy and daddy.

/"Guess what little one, Eden and his little Liam is coming over to play with you,/" she says with a smile.

Chapter16