No, not when you are walking out for the Sunday stroll and
for some reason or another she calls you “daddy” or describes you are a “Good
daddy” or the oft heard complement “you would be a great daddy”
No dear readers, what I am talking about is when you feel
the heat radiating from her, when you fill your arms with it, tossing her down
on to an impossibly plush duvet. As your strong hands work their way from the
small of her back, caressing, exploring every centimeter on their way to her
shoulders, firm unyielding yet gentle your grip, readying her… to drive a very
urgent point home.
Then she calls you Daddy… ugh. Now it is not like I hear this from time to time and , if one is truly being honest, is a LOT of fun. But sometime in the way it is said. I must say, it is a bit disturbing
Am I overreacting?
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