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She's twenty-three, and this is Audrey's first visit to the Rose Bowers. A two week stay, complimentary through her government job on Arcbright. She's alone.
She's heard stories of the Rose Bowers, of the unrestrained hedonism that's its stock in trade, and its matchmaking, which is reputed to be excellent.
She comes in with trepidation in her heart. Her suitcase rattles as it bumps over the threshold.
"You don't have to tell me, though I bet I have a pretty decent guess now."
"I'm a little! I like, I like being called a princess and being wrapped up real small and pillow forts and adult coloring books and just - being vulnerable, being looked down on, being cherished -"
"... no. I don't like pretending I'm less than my age, or - the stuff that intersects with watersports - or... okay, I have not actually tried calling a dominant "mommy" but I doubt it would work for me, it's just too... much."
"Sounds like it's kind of debatable how much of a little you are."
"Frankly, it doesn't sound like you're into the more embarrassing aspects of the whole... scene. You could probably get by explaining all that without the little connection and it would only raise a few eyebrows."
"You're not obligated to disclose all your kinks to every random stranger."
"Yeah, the Bowers can be like that at first. Trust me, it does get easier."
"... Would you like to try some of your little kink stuff with me?"
"I've seen pretty much everything over my years here. It's much less weird than some things I've done. No, I won't share stories, some things are better left unspoken."
"I think I can find heat in it if you talk to me about it a bit. Why do you like being little?"
"Um... because I don't have to think. I can just go with my basest impulses, my most ridiculous demands, and either get them or get told no. I don't have to control my desires because someone else controls them for me. And at the same time I'm kept safe and away from anything dangerous or too complex. And - there are things that you worry about enjoying because they're immature, and I want to have access to them."
"It's a - basic hedonistic kind of desire, yeah? You want all the cake and to stay up as late as you want and - stuff like that. Basic things, the same things you wanted when you were six except now you've grown up and found out about sex."
"Yeah basically! And there's some comfort in it too, in being cared for and looked after."
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