A Deal Made For Daddy Part 2 Paid in Full
By the time I managed to clean up and get dressed, Daddy had disappeared into his room. Catching me blowing Mr. Gillman had been too much for him and he'd run back to his bottle. Maybe I should have been worried, but at that moment, I was too angry to care. Dashing into my room, I locked the door and fell on my bed, crying in shame and frustration.I didn't see much of Daddy over the next few days and even when I did, we didn’t speak about what had happened. Really, what was there to say? I’d...