Reading device?
“But yes, I would enjoyhanging outwith you.” Daddy Manny made a soft thinking sound. “Does that word pair with the word awesome? I was told it would be awesome to hang out with locals to obtain what seems to be alcohol.”
Giggling, I nodded. “Awesome is like saying very good or exciting and great.”
Who had he gotten English from?
“People keep words that are their favorite and don’t always stop using them even when they’re not used by most people anymore.” Hmm. “We have a lot of words that are fashionable and then we stop using them. English changes a lot in a very short period of time.”
So learning it from an isolated old lady might not have been that helpful.
“Our language has not evolved in the same way.” Daddy Manny’s hand got close to my ass before pausing and moving higher again. “I have no issue with providing you with intimate touches, my mate, but I do not think social convention allows it in public.”
He was so cute.
“You’re right.” Straightening, I kissed his cheek and took his hand so he knew to hold mine. “Let’s go back to the hotel and have privacy.”
Hopefully lots and lots of fun privacy.
“I have many questions about intimacy and regarding you beinglittle.” Daddy Manny was studying me carefully. “You must answer them without the human behavior of teasing so I accurately understand your needs.”
Daddy Manny was smart.
“Yes, Daddy.” Giving him another cheek kiss, I made sure to look cute. “No teasing Daddy Manny.”
Everyone else was still fair game, though.
“Daddy Manny?” Daddy cocked his head like he was pretending to be human. “The human convention of nicknames?”
“Yes.” Giving him another kiss since he seemed to like them, because he hugged me tighter every time I did it, I curled into him again. “It’s a way of showing you’re special to me.”
Hmm.
“I have a question. When did you eat last?” Had he eaten at the reception? The diner? “Does your work partner need food? Do we need to talk to him before we get distracted? I’m ready to get distracted with you.”
So maybe I had a couple of questions.
Daddy Manny’s lips turned up in the faintest smile. “I did not understand some of the cake. However, I ate at our campsite earlier.”
That was vague.
“Did you eat enough?” It sounded like I’d need to feed him soon at the very least. “What about your work partner?”
What was his name?
Kevin?
No.
Klynn.
Yes. Klynn like…what rhymed with that?
Klynn like fin.
He’d be a fish.
I could remember that.
