Another Night at the Bar, Another Secret Unveiled

Tonight was just another night like any other. I should have known something would go sideways when the regulars started asking about a new patron they spotted me whispering to behind the bar, him, this tall and handsome man who's actually been coming in every now and then as my little for the past couple of weeks. Oh yes, there’s a story here alright. But let’s not call it unusual; let’s just say we’re both adults choosing an adult roleplay right now. He acts like he’s about eighteen-plus (because that’s all I’ll ever mention), which makes me his big sister or guardian figure in this pretend world of ours, where I get to have my fun and enforce some rules too. So there I was, mixing a drink for him when one of the regulars asked if we were an item. I laughed it off, of course. Because who would guess that behind all these smiles and secret handshakes is a bit of little-space play? We both know better than to discuss it openly, heck, he didn’t even want to tell me his name at first! But after weeks of him coming in and acting like the lost puppy I sometimes have to scold, it’s grown on us. Or maybe shrunk on us? Either way, we’re both getting something out of this adult roleplay arrangement, so why question it? And now here I am, telling you this as if it were just another mundane part of my work life. But really, it’s been a highlight, proof that even the most ordinary nights can hide extraordinary secrets.