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“Of course! Please come in!”
He enters the room, filling the doorway and then looming large, his presence expanding to fill the space. I notice that he pushes the door close behind him and it clicks solidly shut. I imagine the aunties are quite excited about all of th
is.
“Angel… I just wanted to talk to you privately for a moment. Is that all right?”
I nod urgently, unable to speak. Glancing around the room, I don't really have anywhere for him to make himself at home so I gesture toward the bed, the only real comfortable place to sit here.
He sits in the middle, planting his heels on the floor and letting his knees fall open. His eyes dart around the room, taking in the simple furnishings. It's a humble space, but tidy, at least. At the very least, I keep a tidy house.
“Angel, you're very special girl —”
“— woman,” I blurt out. Instantly I regret it. What was I thinking, correcting Father Daddy?
But his face softens into a smile. My heart swells to bursting.
“Indeed, you are,” he agrees softly. “My apologies. You are certainly a woman now.”
“Does that mean you have a Master for me?”
He takes a short breath, one that leaves his mouth partially open. His eyes search mine.
“Or…” I dare to ask, “are you sending me out to the men in the world? Like Brother Owen mentioned?”
“Is that what you want?”
I don't know what to say. Is it? Do I really want some boy from the compound… Someone I grew up with and still think of as a little boy… Do I really want someone like that running my life?
“I'm not sure,” I answer honestly. “But I want to do whatever you think is best.”
He nods seriously.
“Well, that's good to hear, Angel. In any case, I think we should take our time about it. As I said, I think you're very special.”
I smile. I can't help it. When he sees me smiling, he smiles too.
“Why are you smiling?”
I shrug. “Because I’m happy, of course. I’m happy you’re here. With me.”
He chuckles, an almost unfamiliar sound. He's very serious all the time. He has to take care of all of us, which is why we call him Father Daddy. He is ultimately responsible for every life in the Kingdom Come Family. It must weigh so heavily on him.
“I'm glad you're happy,” he sighs. “And with your permission… I would like to continue your training.”
“My training?”
He pauses for a moment, then pats the bedspread. Tentatively, I sit next to him, trying to control the thrills that rush through my body. Sitting on a bed with a man, that is the sort of thing reserved for married women. This feels so deliciously wonderful. And forbidden. But it’s okay, because Father Daddy asked me to.
“You still have a lot to learn,” he murmurs. His hand inches toward my leg and catches the hem of my dress. He slides his fingers up my calf and circles my kneecap. Goosebumps race along my skin.
“Like this,” he murmurs. “Do you know what to do when a man does this?”
I shake my head. His eyes are so intense and serious. There’s a deep connection here, some electric wire that is strung between us. I want to know more. So much more.
“When a man does this… But not any man, your man only... You open yourself to him. Is that clear?”
I swallow hard. I nod as I open my thighs as he commanded me. Immediately his hand slides towards my sex. I feel that I am wet and slippery and my body shudders as his fingers trace the leg opening of my cotton panties and stroke against my downy covering.
