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"Where is she?"
"She wants a divorce. We just didn't want to break it to you kids yet." Daddy said.
I couldn't control myself. I started to cry. Call them sad tears, call them happy tears. Call them what you will.
But I threw my arms around Daddy while I flopped on that massive chest of his.
I smothered him with my kisses.
Then I just nestled in on top of him and lay there.
"Pumpkin." Daddy whispered.
"Yes, Daddy," I said.
"You didn't have a fever," he said.
We both laughed.
"But I do now, Daddy, I do now."
"Me, too, baby. Me too!"
The end.
Excerpt THE BRAT FLIPS!
... Daddy dipped the ladle into the batter. He brought it over the pan. I thought he was just gonna dump it all out at once.
"Wait, Daddy," I said.
I then went right up behind him. I pressed my whole body up against him. My arms went to his arms. My tiny hand went on top of his huge hand.
I was still wearing my pajamas. He was wearing his sweats. It's like I could almost feel his skin right against me.
I knew it was strange. And more than a little naughty. But I liked the feeling of being so close to him, and so I didn't care.
Dammit, he was my daddy, and I just loved him. What could be wrong with that?
"We'll do this together. You have to pour the batter softly." I said.
And just like that, with my body all cozied up to him, my breasts pushing into his back, my hand on top of his, I guided Daddy.
I guided his hand to pour the batter ever so gently into the pan. We both watched as it fell softly and began to sizzle in the grease.
"That's nice," Daddy said.
He barely moved now.
He put the ladle in the bowl of pancake batter. That's about it.
I should have backed away from him then. But I didn't. I just stayed there with my breasts pushing into his back.
And I even kept my hand on top of his. And Daddy, he didn't complain about it a bit.
We both knew something was going on then. And maybe both of us felt a little guilty about it. But damn if either one of us was going to say anything.
I realized then that Daddy must have liked me. I mean, I knew he loved me, as his daughter.
