<div class="floatleft">(https://c4.wallpaperflare.com/wallpaper/910/916/865/looking-at-viewer-women-elizabeth-turner-model-wallpaper-preview.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 1, 9 pm.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Mildly grumpy<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Erin, Mar<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Celeste didn't dawdle. For the first couple minutes, she didn't do anything at all. Just stared at her Daddy's retreating back with a stubborn set to her jaw. She didn't<em>want</em>to go to bed yet. She wanted to stay up and finish what they were doing; she wanted to extend their first night together as long as she possibly could; she want to<em>get off!</em>They'd brought her so close, right to the edge. Her nerves were still tingling with the memory of it, all charged up and ready to go. If Mar or Erin were to start up again, Celeste thought, she'd be able to finish in a minute. Maybe less. It wasn't fair.<br/><br/><em>And she didn't want to go to bed!</em><br/><br/>Two minutes later, her courage failed her. She pushed herself up off the bed in a huff, stalking off to the bathroom. She wasn't worried about offending her two 'parents' by showing defiance on the first night. Earlier, she might have been, when they were still getting acquainted. Now, though, she was firmly situated in her role. Their little girl. Not their slave. She was allowed to express herself, show some defiance. As long as she was ready to face the consequences. And that right there was problem. Celeste did not want a spanking!<br/><br/>So with a little less than 7 minutes now to go, she found was in her bathroom, squeezing some toothpaste onto her brush. At 6 minutes, she was rinsing her mouth out. A minute or so later, and she was back out of the bathroom, looking for her pajamas in the closet. She took went back-and-forth between the two outfits. The cat-onesie was adorable, and Celeste liked adorable. But she<em>loved</em>pink jammies. The graphic on the bust was cute too. She opted for those. Nothing underneath, like Daddy said. She pulled the top on over her bare chest, and the bottoms up over her bare butt. By the time she was done, she was in a significantly better mood than she was when she'd started.<br/><br/>Maybe it wouldn't be<em>so</em>bad to go to bed now. Tomorrow was another day, the first full day of her new life with her new family. That pleased her. When she showed up at the door to her parents' bedroom, she was almost exactly on time. But then she remembered she forgot to put her clothes in the hamper. Spinning around, she hurried back to where her clothes lay scattered about the floor, picked them up, found the hamper after some time searching, then bounded back to where her Mommy and Daddy were waiting.<br/><br/>Two minutes overdue, almost to the second. But no more.<br/><br/>"I'm ready for bed." She announced, peering around the room.