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Daddy, no more lessons, Please  

2bjust4me 65F
19 posts
6/11/2015 10:02 pm
Daddy, no more lessons, Please

Daddy came and found me after I left the dance stage. I was a wreck, all I could do was cry and ask daddy to please take me home. Daddy held me till my sobbing stopped and he gave me my clothes, told me to dress, he would return shortly and we would leave. I dressed and waited for daddy, it seemed like hours and I began to question what I had experienced since we arrived. The wait went on and the tears started again. When dady finally returned I was inconsolable. Daddy got me to the car and started driving home, I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I remember is daddy shaking me saying that we are home. We go in the house, I start up the stairs to my room and daddy says please stop. I do and turn around and look at daddy , can we talk, he asks? Yes daddy, after I take a shower and have alittle space to myself. I turn and go to my room. I know that daddy is upset and hurt, but I need my space now.
I shower taking my time, trying to clear my head. I dress and go downstairs, daddy is in the family room, he has a bottle of my favorite wine. He stands as I approach the couch, takes my face in his hands and asks, are you alright? Are we alright? Yes daddy I am fine now and we will be alright. I sit down, daddy hands me a glass of wine, and asks " please tell me what is going on"?
I take a sip of wine, the tears start slowly rolling down my cheeks and I tell daddy,"I am sorry but I didn't like the party. I love being daddy's girl but I have no interest in being at a party like that again. If daddy wants to go to parties like that then I can't be daddy's girl. I just can't do that again. Daddy kisses my forehead, " you are my girl, my baby girl and I am sorry if I hurt you. Daddy thought that you might like to try something new, different, that maybe you were tired of just being with daddy.
Oh daddy, I love being your little girl and have no interest in being with anyone else. Why didn't you talk to me about this? I had no idea you felt that way. Daddy looks at me and says "I am sorry, I just want you to be happy".
Daddy I am very happy.

Happy being daddy's little girls.. good girl and bad girl

DDreams524 71M

10/2/2016 7:27 pm

 That is why I don't like taking Baby Girl to parties. I would rather spend time home with her or take her Dancing. But to dance with Daddy, not other people. Then take Baby Girl home.


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