“And the rest of the time he sees littles?”
“That’s right.”
“So he’s not… He won’t…”
He could see the wheels turning in Saoirse’s head, wondering if she was going to be embarrassed or humiliated or uncomfortable. Maybe embarrassed but in a way that little girls tended to get turned on by. She certainly seemed to be aroused by the things they’d done so far.
“Doctor Eric is very familiar with littles. He’ll expect me to be present during your exam, and he won’t think anything we do is odd. He’s seen it all a million times before, I promise.”
Saoirse looked up at him, cautious but not frightened.
Arthur pulled her closer to him with one arm and cupped her cheek with her other hand, passed a thumb over her lightly freckled cheek. She was so pretty, like a plump little china doll.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
She gave her answer with no hesitation and it made his heart swell. Saoirse believed him to be worthy of her trust and he wouldn’t let her down. Not today and not ever.
“Good. I would never let anyone near you who I didn’t trust. Eric is a good man and a good doctor. Even if getting your check-up is embarrassing at times, I also think you’re going to enjoy it. And you can always say ‘cherries’ if it gets to be too much.”