It’s Daddy. Did you get everything cleaned up?”“Sure did, Daddy.” she replied.“Cool deal. Paige there yet?”“Yeah.”“You want me to pi...k up some pizza for dinner.”“That would be great Mr. D.” Paige yelled in the background. “I want sausage.”‘I bet you do.’ I thought to myself. My mind was pretty much always in the gutter. “What about you, Simone? What kind of pizza do you want?”“Sausage is fine, I guess.”“Alright, baby girl. I’ll order the pizza and get it on the way home. Love you.”“Love you,. 10:30? Private. No stress.”I went there in the morning, but not expecting a massage. I didn’t know what to expect, of her or of myself. She was in the kitchen when I arrived, making coffee, wearing a white t-shirt and a denim skirt just above the knee. We sat at the kitchen table.“Are you happy?” she asked, staring into her cup, then flicking her gaze up to see my reaction.“Yes,” I replied. “Things are okay. Got some work and the house is okay. How about you?”“Oh, all that is okay,” she said. . More

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