She looked up as I approached. “Yes, daddy,” she whispered in my ear, “Our first kiss! “It’s me. . She looked up as I approached. “Well, that too. . From Sarah: “u free 2nite?”
That woke me up. “That sweet little girl — I’ve had a crush on her, like, forever.”
My eyebrows raised. On my hands and knees, I found myself glancing up under Sarah’s dress for a moment, at a familiar-looking wet spot. She turned to me. We were almost to the light. I must have been hitting her tonsils back there. Emotions were mixed between a cringe at the spelling and a feeling that the world had become lighter around me, and I along with it was now buoyant, nearly weightless. “That depends. From Sarah: “u free 2nite?”
That woke me up. If you EVER see me in public, I was never ever here. “Some wardrobe adjustment is in order,” I mumbled, unfastening my pants. It was 10:23 in the morning when I got the text. “Pump up my best friend with your seed, Daddy! “Nah, leave it. “Someone there?” called out Sarah. Fortunately, it had been done often enough that someone had thoughtfully put in soft padding and carpet.
