It was just the two of us locked together as close as two people can possibly be, riding this wave of emotion to the top. Are you… what’s happening?”
I was going soft, that’s what was happening. What kind of father would I be if I didn’t give my daughter what she needed?”
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Continued in chapter three. The thought of having a daughter with submissive tendencies, though, was very compelling. And you also better start telling me how beautiful I am, how sexy I am, how lucky you are–”
I rolled her over onto her back and kissed her deeply, lovingly, the way we used to kiss. She whispered to me, “I got milk on my boobies, Daddy.”
“That’s another ten, sweetheart.”
I was about to offer her a way out of those last ten when I heard a squeak on the stairs.
