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Sadie gave her a squeeze. “Wanna grab some dinner and go watch a movie in your suite until everything calms down and we can get to work? We can get something from anywhere we want.”

“Do you think there is mac and cheese in the cafeteria?”

“It’s kind of a staple around here. We always have it.”

Mac and cheese was the ultimate comfort food and that’s what she needed, comfort.

“That’s what I want.”

“Let’s go then. And remember you can change your mind at any time.”

“I’m not going to change my mind.”

“I just want to be sure you know you can.”

“Thank you. You’re a good friend.”

“We’ll see if you feel that way after we’re caught,” Sadie said happily as she hooked her arm in Pippi’s and turned them toward the cafeteria.

Pippi knew she was doing the right thing. She didn’t want to live on eggshells anymore. She wanted the freedom to be who she wanted to be without the fear of the people she cared about turning their backs on her. She wanted what Sadie and the other Littles had, and the only way to get that was to let herself be free. She took a deep fortifying breath. She was going to feel so much better when this was all over.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Pippi didn’t sleep a wink. After covering every single surface of Ms. Cat’s office in toilet paper, she had gone back to her room and fought with herself all night long. She wanted to go down and clean it up. She even went as far as walking down to the office at one-thirty in the morning, but she had removed the tape and, therefore, couldn’t get back inside without someone letting her in, and then she would be caught anyway so what was the point?

Back in her room, she tried everything to go to sleep, but it was useless. She turned on a show she used to watch when she was a little girl and stared at the screen from her bed. Even with the mind-numbing distraction, her brain would not shut off.

She wanted to call Kay and talk to her, but it was too late, and plus, she had to meet Sadie at four a.m. to help her with her prank before everyone else woke up. She gave up on sleep and took a long hot shower. She took her time massaging shampoo and conditioner into her hair and meticulously shaving. At least it helped keep her mind off pranks for a little while.

After getting out, she braided her long red hair into twin pigtails that sat just behind her ears. She chose a bright tie-dye shirt and a pair of denim overalls that had a skirt instead of pants. She finished off the outfit with a pair of mismatched socks that went all the way up to her knees. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She’d had the overalls for a long time but never had worn them. When she’d planned her trip to the Ranch, she thought it had been the perfect opportunity. She’d been right. They were adorable.

She looked at the clock. Ten minutes to four, time to go. She didn’t know how Sadie planned to explain to the staff what she was doing, but that didn’t seem to matter to the bubbly brunette.

When Pippi got to the lobby, Sadie was loading large art pieces from a storage room onto a rolling hotel cart. A big man with long raven-black hair pulled back into a low pony tail was helping her.

“Morning, Pippi. How’d you sleep?”

“I didn’t,” Pippi grumbled.

“Me neither but I’ve had enough sugar and caffeine this morning to supply a small army, so I’ll be good till about lunchtime then I’m gonna have to find a table to crawl under to fall asleep. Maybe I’ll go to the Nursery. It’s so cozy in there.” Sadie spoke a mile a minute. “Oh, I’m so rude. This is Moses. He’s like a big brother to me. He’s helping us under duress because he doesn’t want me to tell his Domme something.”

Moses shook his head and began to sign to her.

Sadie rolled her eyes. “He told me to tell you that he is helping because he doesn’t want me to get hurt or make a hole he has to patch later, but also because it’s fun to watch me get my butt handed to me by Daddy.”

Pippi giggled. “Sounds like a very ‘big brother’ way to act.”

Once the cart was full, they began to replace every photo in the lobby with one of Sadie’s. Each one that was revealed made Pippi laugh. They were all photos of stuffies in different BDSM scenarios and each one was more absurd than the one before it.

“This is going to go down as one of my best pranks yet, mark my words.”

Moses signed again.

“He says I’ll be sitting pretty for the rest of the year… wait… it’s only March!” She signed the last part back to him.

He raised his brows and nodded, not even needing words or signs to convey his meaning. Exactly.

Once they finished the lobby, they unloaded the old art into the storage room, and refilled the cart again. This time with prints for the Littles’ Wing. These were a lot less naughty. A few showed a stuffie getting spanked but most of them were stuffies doing Little-like things. Some were doing messy art projects. Some were playing with toys or having tea parties. They were adorable and Pippi loved them.

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