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The Festival
Dex
The Athlone Croí Na hÉireann Festival begins today and lasts for four days ending with the Saint Patrick’s Day Parade on Sunday. I expect that we’ll have a busy lunch service as the streets fill up with vendors and musicians lining the banks of the Shannon. Traditional folk songs are being played on every corner as tourists drop coins in the musicians' guitar cases and hats.
I task Bryce with the opening service so that I can take Daniela out to enjoy the festivities. She’s excited and takes my arm as I point out all the festival food vendors and describe the meaning of the Tartans and costumes worn by the dancers and acrobats that we pass along the way.
“It’s like stepping back in time. We have festivals and parades back home but they’re nothing like this,” she exclaims and squeezes my arm a bit tighter.
I’ve been to the festival every year since birth so it’s not seemed special to me for a long time but watching Daniela take it all in for the first time makes it all feel new again. Her excitement is intoxicating to me and I want to show her everything that she’s missed in her life up to now.
We stop at a food cart to grab a snack and I hear someone calling out to Daniela. She hears it too and we both scan the crowded streets to see where it’s coming from. I’m looking eastward when I hear her say, “Oh, no. Oh my God,” and turn to see my father and her mother swiftly approaching from the west. I take her hand and say, “It’s going to be fine,” but, in truth, I don’t know what’s going to happen.
Her mother rushes to Daniela and wraps her arms around her pulling her hand free of my grasp. My father stands back a foot or two and stares at me, then Daniela, then back at me.
“This is a surprise. What are you doing here and why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” her mother shouts. “I mean, how did you even get here?” She flashes me an accusatory stare. I can see that she’s already formulating a story of how I constructed some sinister plot to prey on her child.
Daniela’s cheeks are flush and she’s too shaken to speak so I cut in and say, “Hello. It’s good to see you, too, Caroline.” She purses her lips in a dismissive scowl then says, “And how did you two come to be together?” I look at Daniela and see that she is completely mortified. I feel a slow, simmering rage begin to build inside me. Nobody makes my girl feel this way and especially not her absentee mother.
“Daniela is my girlfriend,” I say and watch her mother’s expression change from disdain to disbelief.
“Your girlfriend?” she asks.
“Yes and I’m showing her around the festival but we don’t have much time so it was good seeing you. Father, I’m happy to see you looking well. Enjoy the celebration.” I take Daniela by the hand and slip into the crowded street without waiting for a response.
“I can’t believe you did that,” she tells me.
“Are you cross with me?” I ask.
“No, not at all. Thank you. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t spoken up for me,” she replies.” She takes a look back toward the place where we left our parents then kisses my cheek and takes my arm again.
I swallow my anger and remind myself that today and every day is about making Daniela feel safe and special and that nothing else matters.
We return to the pub just before five and go upstairs to change for work. I collect a clean shirt from the room next to hers then go to her place to wash up and change. I enter the room to find her sitting naked on the kitchen table.
“What is this?” I ask her.
“Don’t you want me, daddy?” she asks, squeezing her breasts in her hands.
“I always want you, princess,” I reply. I’m still shirtless and hastily unbutton my pants as I approach her.
I grab her legs and pull her to the edge of the table and enter her. She lies on her back with her legs over my shoulders and whimpers as I abandon my senses and pound her like a beast.
“Yes, daddy, yes. I want to make you feel good,” she tells me, lighting an even bigger fire inside me and I pull her off the table, spin her around and take her from behind. I grab her hips and pull her onto my cock and she screams, “Yes, oh, yes.” The tiny table shakes beneath our weight and I wonder if it will hold out long enough for me to finish.
“I want you to come for me, little girl. Can you get off this way?” I ask her.
“Oh, yes, daddy. It feels good,” she replies.
I slow my stroke slightly and smack her ass. She moans loudly signaling that I’m on the right track. I slip my finger between her cheeks and tap on her tiny backdoor and she moans louder so I slide the tip of my finger inside her. She cries out and I fuck her hard and fast. I feel her muscles tighten around my cock as she lets go, sending me into a frenzied orgasm that leaves me gasping for breath.
10
Family Affairs
Dex and I shower and head downstairs to work. As we descend the staircase he pulls me close and says, “It’ll be busy tonight. Watch yourself.” I know what he means and cross my fingers that there won’t be any trouble.
The pub is packed and Dex takes over the bar so Bryce can have a well-deserved break. There is a younger man behind the bar as well and Dex waves me over so that he can introduce him.
