The Company's little novel Chapter 21

Marco POV.

Taking it another step with Talia, I've been dressing her up every morning once she came to work, we're still going with the step by step adaptation. Even littles who want to be babies, you can't just put them in diapers and tell them it's done, it's a process, the human mind is something fascinating but it'll need it's own time and process to adapt.

This week goals for Talia is to call me daddy, I plan on burrowing her to our section for the week, she'll work directly with me and I won't reply to any other word. I also planned on trying to get her to use her pacifiers instead of it just being an accessory to her clothing.

Today I had jeans overalls and onesie underneath, it's colder outside but inside it's warm enough for her. I waited for her to get in for her regular change of clothes, the pull-ups are always dry in the end of the day, but I know with some time accidents would happen.

When she got in her cheeks were flushed, her nails were white, and she didn't seem to be very happy this morning.

"What happened Talia?" I ask worried about her right away.

"Nothing" was her quick answer, I move to undress her, but the second my hands had contact with her skin I knew what's wrong. She's freezing, I held her hands in mine they felt like ice block, kissing her nose came back also cold.

"Talia did you have a jacket on?" I ask her and she doesn't reply, she just look down interested in her shoes, they are her regular tennis shoes not boots that's are appropriate for this weather.

"Talia answer me" I say in a stern voice, she looks up at me and shakes her head no confirming what I had in mind.

I get up and take the clothes I had ready for her back, instead I pick a thick wool shirt but keep the overalls, for shoes, I got her a pair of boots. Usually we charge our clients for any clothing they take, with Talia, I've been charging them over my account.

Every time she wears something it's hers now, she doesn't know it yet, but she's building a nice wardrobe. I came back and dressed her in the usual pull-up, followed by the warm clothes, I styled her hair for her and clipped a paci to the overalls.

"Talia, why didn't you have a jacket on?" I ask her, did she forget it somewhere? Was she late this morning.

"I...I..." She says sobbing I rubbed her red bum waiting for her to collect herself and tell me, depending on her answer we either continue or stop.

"I don't have one" she says, that got her another round of four smack over her sitting spots.

"Why don't you own a jacket Talia? What's so important that you couldn't buy one" I ask.

"My old one broke and I can't afford it" she says sobbing sadly, I decided that was enough for her, I pulled her back up and fixed her clothes, she was sobbing into my chest. Why doesn't she own a jacket? She can't not be able to afford it, I know the company pays well, even for someone in Talia's work position.

Does she have a gambling issues? Maybe a student loan? Where do her money go? Hearing her still sob into my arms I slip the pacifier into her mouth, she didn't want it first but with a bit of encouragement she had it now in her mouth sucking angrily at it.