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But for irl inside a bit unco her off-balance I can’t help myself

The first time we spoke, she nearly knocked my espresso all overaway as though I could ever be angry with her

I take another quick sip, enjoying the sight of her for a longher the relief of my next words “I’ll be back at two o’clock The sun is out” I twist lance outside, but not so ht of her “In Portland this tio to the zoo”

The tension in her face is broken by a sudden sh I’m careful to keep my easy façade,in the world bringsher smile

My eyes drop casually, away fro on her chest Her ripe tits push out from under the cheerful yellow canvas of her apron I take her in an inch at a ti a new sloth button today That makes twenty-six sloth-themed buttons, pins, and patches on her apron I’ve counted the about her, everything I can see

Sos I can’t

“I love the zoo I hope they still have the sloths” She twists her hair absently again, and her brown eyes twinkle “I haven’t been there since I was a little girl” She does this little hop and claps her palether three times

You’re still a little girl You’re irl

God, give hts up Does she really still believe I’m just her sponsor?

I’ in just a few hours, and I’m so sure she will be afraid of me She’ll think I’m perverse She’ll think I’m vile

Daddy

I need to hear her call ine it in every dreale ill complete me

I notice another sniffle and turn a frown on her “You are not feeling well No z

oo today You need a doctor” Without another thought, I’eht now She can’t wait

The disappointht