Late For DinnerChapter 78 Just One Thing
Kathy held the front door as Daddy carried Becky inside. She was so worn out from her big theatrical debut that she could barely keep her eyes open. Daddy had wrapped her in his raincoat because she had refused to wash following the juicy finale to her evening in the spotlight. He took the sleepy red head upstairs and set her astride Kim, who waited on all fours to convey her mistress to bed. "Giddy up, liddle horsey," Becky commanded as she wearily slapped her "pony" on the...