Meeting Camila

"And I suppose if I were to ask if I had a choice in the matter..." Francine began nervously.

"I'll see to it that you're living in a cardboard box by..." Caroline said, trailing off for a bit. "Oh, what day is it?"

"Uh, Friday?"

"Saturday... Sunday... Monday..." Caroline muttered, counting the days on her fingers before finally saying, "Sundown tonight."

"Okay..." Francine said with a gulp.

"I thought you'd see it my way." Caroline said with a smile. Sitting her teacup down, the older woman called out, "Oh, Camila, Sweetie! Can you come here for a moment?"

Within seconds, a young woman six years younger than Francine came striding into the room. "Yes, Mother?"

"Do you remember how you told me and your father that you desperately needed someone to help you live out that fetish of yours?" Caroline asked, gesturing to the thirty year old woman in front of her twenty-four year old daughter.

Camila gasped in excitement, a wide smile on her face. "You actually found one?!" She squealed, getting a nod from Caroline in response. Camila wrapped her arms around her mother in a tight hug as she shouted, "Oh, thank you, Mommy! Thank you! I'll get her ready right away!"

Before Francine could say another word, Camila grabbed her by the arm and dragged her towards her the stairs, leading her towards a large door.

"By the way, what's your name?" Camila asked.

"Uh... Francine."

"Well, Frankie..." Camila began, ignoring Francine's cringing at the childish nickname. "You get in there and get undressed! Mama will be back with a proper wardrobe!"

Before Francine could even ask what that meant, Camila ran off like a shot. The thirty year old thought about making a run for it, but between doing who knew what for her boss' daughter and living in a cardboard box for a while...

Francine sighed as she shook her head, opening the door and stepping into the room before flipping on the light switch. What she saw nearly gave her a heart attack!

Baby toys, including a teddy bear twice her size, littered the floor.

A multi-colored play mat sat in the middle.

Shelves and cubbies were lined with more baby toys and books.

A crib and playpen sat in one corner of the room while a changing table and diaper pail sat in the opposite corner.

It looked like a giant nursery, except the furniture looked like it was made for adults in mind.

"What the hell?!" Francine asked in shock.

"Naughty Baby Frankie. Disobeying Mommy like that!"

Francine spun around to see Camila standing right behind her with a baby bottle in one hand and a thick, white diaper in the other, the younger woman closing and locking the door behind her.