Giving Daddy What He Wants
Daddy would be home soon. I hurried to set the table and get into position by the front door. My bottom was still sore from last night, but more than that, I hated to see disappointment on Daddy's handsome face. I would much rather have a sore, red bottom than have Daddy angry with me. He'd been away on business for nearly a week, and I'd grown lax in my grooming habits. It was Daddy's preference that I be waxed bare down there. I should have made the appointment but I'd figured I had time, and...
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