LordLuck
The Wicked Historian
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(closed for sexiskye. I hope we enjoy this story very, very much)
William has been tired. At least, somewhat tired.
Reclining over his couch, he took some time to scratch his head, adjusting his hair. The man was in his prime, and while he was not a vigorous youth anymore, he still possessed much of the looks that had brought him a wonderful wife and a healthy daughter. He yawned for a moment, before turning down the TV's volume. His daughter Anne, a beautiful little girl, eyed her eyes furiously towards her father as he messed with the remote.
"Don't! Please!", she told him. However, William was resolute, and matched her stare.
"Lower, young lady. I don't want you growing deaf."
There was a knocking sound on the door. Finally, he thought. William got up and, producing his keys, he unlocked the front door. A girl with about half his age - perhaps a little older - stood with a smile before him.
"Good evening, Mr. Finnegan.", said the babysitter.
"Come, Jane, come, please. Everything is set as it should be. Please, make sure that Anne gets on the bed at 21:00. And that she brushes her teeth.", he told her as he lead her inside, closing the door and walking down the kitchen. He served himself a glass of water and drank it all quickly. "Sure, Mr. She'll be sleeping when you return."
"I don't know when we'll be back, Jane. Perhaps beyond Midnight. Maybe even beyond that. Can you stay the whole night, please?", he asked, considering how much he would spent as to accompany his wife to the Company Party. She had been invited to a Pool Party at some of her co-workers' house, and now he would have to go in order not to keep his beloved alone.
A noise raged outside as she got home. Finally.
William has been tired. At least, somewhat tired.
Reclining over his couch, he took some time to scratch his head, adjusting his hair. The man was in his prime, and while he was not a vigorous youth anymore, he still possessed much of the looks that had brought him a wonderful wife and a healthy daughter. He yawned for a moment, before turning down the TV's volume. His daughter Anne, a beautiful little girl, eyed her eyes furiously towards her father as he messed with the remote.
"Don't! Please!", she told him. However, William was resolute, and matched her stare.
"Lower, young lady. I don't want you growing deaf."
There was a knocking sound on the door. Finally, he thought. William got up and, producing his keys, he unlocked the front door. A girl with about half his age - perhaps a little older - stood with a smile before him.
"Good evening, Mr. Finnegan.", said the babysitter.
"Come, Jane, come, please. Everything is set as it should be. Please, make sure that Anne gets on the bed at 21:00. And that she brushes her teeth.", he told her as he lead her inside, closing the door and walking down the kitchen. He served himself a glass of water and drank it all quickly. "Sure, Mr. She'll be sleeping when you return."
"I don't know when we'll be back, Jane. Perhaps beyond Midnight. Maybe even beyond that. Can you stay the whole night, please?", he asked, considering how much he would spent as to accompany his wife to the Company Party. She had been invited to a Pool Party at some of her co-workers' house, and now he would have to go in order not to keep his beloved alone.
A noise raged outside as she got home. Finally.