The_PG
Fucking Magic
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She's asking too many questions. One side of my mind says. Destroy her.
This is your beautiful, new, frightened little girl. Says the other. Don't fuck up.
"That's..." I look around and smile, "True." I shrug as if it is nothing. Deciding another lie is not worth the effort. In fact the more lies that come out of our talks, the easier it will be to ruin this entire thing. Until I can make her not care about those sorts of things, or make her understand that they simply don't matter, I need to be careful with my little girl.
"It's summer. Two thousand eleven. May 21st, I think. Hehe, I'm pretty horrible with time... But I do know it's getting late, and you're probably getting tired. Tomorrow we're going to the doctors, so we should probably hit the bed early tonight. It'll be a big day, and I'm sure everything will go well... In fact, you'll probably have so much fun, that you'll be exhausted... All over again."
I grin, and kiss just above her navel. Stupid move, since my cock swells up again. In order to gain a little more time I look up at her and speak softly. Concentrating so hard on what I'm saying, and how she'll react to it, that I can ignore the pressing needs of my other self.
"I know you don't remember... But I've not always been there for you, and I want to make it up. This... What happened, just... Brought everything to light. I needed you, but moreso... My little girl needs me, she needs her daddy, as much as you might think you don't." Giving a little wink, I find my hands rubbing over your stomach, and even straying down to her hips. But it's not sexual, surprisingly, I don't even feel a rise. So long as I don't think about it. "I know you can't remember, and I don't expect you to, but I hope we can start over... I can do things right. I'm sure of it."
This is your beautiful, new, frightened little girl. Says the other. Don't fuck up.
"That's..." I look around and smile, "True." I shrug as if it is nothing. Deciding another lie is not worth the effort. In fact the more lies that come out of our talks, the easier it will be to ruin this entire thing. Until I can make her not care about those sorts of things, or make her understand that they simply don't matter, I need to be careful with my little girl.
"It's summer. Two thousand eleven. May 21st, I think. Hehe, I'm pretty horrible with time... But I do know it's getting late, and you're probably getting tired. Tomorrow we're going to the doctors, so we should probably hit the bed early tonight. It'll be a big day, and I'm sure everything will go well... In fact, you'll probably have so much fun, that you'll be exhausted... All over again."
I grin, and kiss just above her navel. Stupid move, since my cock swells up again. In order to gain a little more time I look up at her and speak softly. Concentrating so hard on what I'm saying, and how she'll react to it, that I can ignore the pressing needs of my other self.
"I know you don't remember... But I've not always been there for you, and I want to make it up. This... What happened, just... Brought everything to light. I needed you, but moreso... My little girl needs me, she needs her daddy, as much as you might think you don't." Giving a little wink, I find my hands rubbing over your stomach, and even straying down to her hips. But it's not sexual, surprisingly, I don't even feel a rise. So long as I don't think about it. "I know you can't remember, and I don't expect you to, but I hope we can start over... I can do things right. I'm sure of it."