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"Enough, Hank, my sides are hurting," Lina gasped between giggles as she tried to catch her breath. But I wasn't done. Mimicking karate chops and roundhouse kicks, I demonstrated what I'd do to Finn if he ever showed his face again.

Finally, I reached into my pocket, pretending to pull out a can. "And now, for my secret weapon," I declared dramatically, making a show of shaking the imaginary can. "Finn repellent spray!" I mimicked spraying the air around us, my actions accompanied by exaggerated sound effects.

Beneath her laughter, I saw a flicker of relief in her eyes.

Looking into her eyes, I took on a serious tone. "I know I'm not your Daddy, but I want you to trust me. Let me do all the worrying on your behalf."

Her eyes held a fearful vulnerability, a look I never wanted to see there again.

I added, "I won't let anything bad happen to you."

She took a moment to respond, the silence stretching between us. Then, softly, she asked, "Do you promise?"

I reassured her with all the conviction I could muster, "Yes, I promise."

Her thank you was barely a whisper, followed by a sigh of relief that echoed my own. I felt the tension easing out of her, her body slumping slightly against mine.

"Are you okay?" I finally broke the silence that followed, turning to face her.

She nodded, offering me a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I am," she said, then added, "Are you?"

I let out a heavy sigh. "I don’t want to fight myself anymore," I confessed. "I don’t want to pretend to hate you at the office, hoping it would keep my attraction at bay." I swallowed hard, adding, "And I’m sorry for asking you to pretend like the kiss in the elevator didn’t happen."

She gently squeezed my hand. "Don't worry about it," she said, her voice quiet but firm. "I would’ve gone through it all again if it meant it led me to have just this beautiful night for once."

Leaning over, I kissed her forehead gently, whispering, "I hope there are a lot more nights to come. We've wasted so much time."

Lina smiled at that, the corners of her eyes crinkling. "It's never too late," she said, taking my hand and giving it a kiss.

"We should meet up one of these days, discuss our age play dynamic, set our boundaries, understand each other's triggers. I want to do this right, Lina."

Her eyes went wide at that, her lips parting in surprise. "You mean... our first playdate?" she asked, the hope in her voice unmistakable.

I smiled, nodding my confirmation. "Yes, our first playdate."

The corners of my lips twitched as I pulled out a folded piece of paper from my back pocket, presenting it to her. I watched her eyes grow wide, surprise flashing across her face before dissolving into pure amusement.

"Is that... a 'playdate contract'?" She let out a spontaneous giggle, her eyes twinkling with a delightful mix of innocence and mirth as she wiggled in excitement.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" My tone was light, but it carried an undercurrent of seriousness that made Lina pause. "I think it's crucial that we establish boundaries, expectations, and limits in our relationship. Especially with our age-play dynamic."

A visible wave of anticipation washed over her features. Her lips parted, a slight gasp slipping out.

In my mind, my goal was twofold: to set boundaries and to kindle anticipation for our playdate. More than anything, I wanted her to derive joy from every aspect of our relationship.

"I've seen enough movies to know that you shouldn't sign contracts without reading them," she said, a twinkle in her eye. "I want us to go through it together, okay?"

I felt a wave of pride wash over me at her maturity and understanding.

Finding a patch of soft grass under a brightly lit lamp, we settled down, the cool night air forming a comforting cocoon around us. Our fingers brushed against each other as we began to turn the pages.

The first section—'Scope and Definition of Roles'—stared back at us. A warm grin stretched across my face.

"This part is like casting for a play, only we've already landed the roles. As the Daddy, "I'm responsible for your well-being during our playdates. Think of me as the Captain of the Ship."

At that, Lina let out a bright giggle. "Aye, aye, Captain," she saluted, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"As Captain, I make decisions, set the rules, and create a safe and nurturing environment. My job is to guide you, to take care of you."

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