Late Night Playtime

It was past midnight and the hospital had been eerily quiet. I'd just finished my shift when I got that unexpected call from Sarah, the woman who understands me in every way. She wanted to play a game of little-space with her caregiver tonight. As much as the night work drains me, the idea of returning to our place and swapping into those tiny outfits made me feel like 18+ all over again. I rushed home, eager for her guidance and protection once more. The evening turned out to be a perfect blend of laughter and gentle discipline, reminding me why this dynamic keeps me grounded and excited.