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First Published: 06 June 2023
The Matinee
by Amatorios Story Code: M/g(6-8), incest, cons, public Ryan Parker fights through the Saturday traffic on Highway 94 in Spring Valley California. He is heading to the house he used to live in with his now ex-wife Phyllis and his 8 year old daughter Annabelle. Normally Ryan is not a very happy man these days, but getting to see Annabelle always changes that. He has been divorced for 8 months now and his circumstances have been severely reduced. While his ex-wife and daughter live in the nice house they bought together right after they got married nine years ago, He is currently living in a run down 1 bedroom apartment in National City. He supposes that if your marriage is going to wind up in a divorce you should probably not marry a divorce attorney at one of the better law firms in town. He was actually working at the firm as a law clerk when he started dating Phyllis, a new attorney at the firm. It was necessary for him to quit after they got married due to company policy. She convinced him to stay at home instead of finding another job because they had plans to immediately start a family. He became the stay at home Dad to little Annabelle who arrived before their first anniversary. It didn't take him long to come to the the realization that this was Phyllis' intention all along. She wanted children but had no desire to be involved with actually raising them. Oh, she would buy Annabelle nice baby clothes and show her off to all her friends at company functions, then hand her off to Ryan when she had a dirty diaper or was cranky. She would suggest that he take her home and she would get a ride from someone else in the firm later that evening. Most of the time much later. That part never actually bothered Ryan. He adored Annabelle and never saw any task involved in taking care of her as a burden or chore. This was probably why he stayed so long even through the constant verbal berating from Phyllis. It seemed that nothing he did was ever right or good enough. She constantly chastised him for the amount of time he spent with Annabelle. It was actually her that initiated the divorce. It really boiled down to the fact that she made enough money now to hire child care for Annabelle so she felt she no longer had to put up with having a husband. Of course she was awarded custody of Annabelle. He had no job and no place to live and a resume with a nine year gap in it. He was working retail now at a department store. The part that bothered him the most was that just out of spite she had his visitation restricted to just every other Saturday afternoon. He had taken to referring to her as the Wicked Witch of the West whenever he talked about her to friends and acquaintances. He got to his familiar house and rang the doorbell. A shrill “I'm coming!” followed by Phyllis yelling “Annabelle, your father is here, hurry up!” She opens the door but doesn't invite him in. “She'll be ready in a minute.” “She's putting that stupid Cinderella dress on.” “Jesus Ryan you would think you could put some effort into finding different things to do with her during your visitation.” “Every visit it is the same thing.” Old Disney movies at that flea trap of a has been theater and let me guess dinner at McDonald's after.” as she rolls her eyes. Phyllis was an attractive woman, at least when she wasn't wearing that scowl. But for Ryan that is the only face he ever saw anymore. She was about five and half feet tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes. She wore an expensive white pant suit with entirely too much jewelry. “It's what she wants wants Phyllis.” “She looks forward to it all week.” “besides it's all I can afford right now” Ryan thought her heard Phyllis mumble “loser” but it was drowned out by a loud “Daddy!” from the light of his life Annabelle. She ran to the door wearing her Cinderella dress, glass (clear plastic) slippers with mismatched socks and a tiara sitting askew in her light brown curls. She leapt into his arms and gave him a big hug. He caught her and supported her under he bottom with his hand. She then looked at him and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips and said “I missed you Daddy” “I missed you too punkin” Ryan says and he wiggles noses with her. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Phyllis roll her eyes. “Have her back right at six Ryan and I mean it” she says. “I am having guests over at 7 and I don't want them to see her in that silly outfit.” This brings a frown to his daughters face and also some moisture to her beautiful brown eyes. It also brought a surge of anger to Ryan that he stifled because he couldn't risk losing what little time he had with Annabelle. Without a word her turns and walks her daughter to his car and helps buckle her seat belt. He gets in the car and then looks to make sure that the Wicked Witch has shut the front door then he looks over at Annabelle and smiles. As he pulls out of the driveway heading to the theater where they have a regular Disney matinee every Saturday Annabelle looks up at him with a sad face and says “I'm sorry mommy is so mean to you daddy.” Ryan put his hand on her cheek and says “Don't worry about it honey.” “As long as I get to spend time with you none of that matters to me punkin.” Then with a mischievous grin he asks her, “did you remember honey?” Annabelle giggles and says “yes daddy no panties.” With that she pulls up the front of her frilly Cinderella dress and shows him her slim silky thighs. Then his eyes moved up to where they converge into a tight slit below her prominent mons. As she lowers her dress back down he says “That's wonderful honey, you are so beautiful” and smiles down at his lovely 8 year old daughter. She responds by taking her little hand and placing it on the already growing bulge in his sweat pants. His relationship with Annabelle was sexual and has been since she was six. He supposed that given the family dynamic of a lack of a loving intimate relationship with his wife, combined with a very empathetic child dealing with her own neglect and lack of affection from the same woman, that it was inevitable that they would turn to each other. It all started in the bathtub when she was six. Annabelle and I had occasionally bathed together in the past. I was her primary care giver and often Phyllis would work late or have to entertain clients so sometimes the only way I was able to get a shower or bath in for myself was to just jump in with her or have her jump in the shower with me. This was all very innocent and a matter of convenience until the time it wasn't. On the evening it first happened Phyllis and I had a huge fight. She had come home late and needed to go back out for client dinners for 3 nights in a row. Annabelle was missing her. She blew up and called me all kinds of terrible things. She accused me of using Annabelle to guilt trip her when it was really me that was needy. She threw in my face that I wasn't working and said “Somebody has to provide for this family.” and then stormed out of the house. I was giving Annabelle a bath before bed time when she asked me “Daddy, will you get in the bath with me?” I saw no reason why not, if she wanted me there then there was no reason that I should refuse. I undressed and got in the tub with her and she was sitting between my legs and I was washing her back then she got quiet for a minute then said in a soft voice. “Daddy, why is mommy so mean?” My heart sank. I turned her around to face me and it was even worse. Her beautiful brown eyes were wet with tears. I pulled her to me and held her tight she instinctively wrapped her slender legs around me and was sitting in my lap. I stroked her back and said, “mommy doesn't mean to be that way punkin she just has a lot on her mind about work and she gets stressed” “That's not true!” She exclaims. “She is mean all the time.” “I even hear her say mean things about you on the phone to her friends and she is laughing” “She's just mean and I hate her!” “I hate her!” Then my lovely little child put her head on my shoulder and sobbed. I caressed her back and consoled her and she seemed to want to crawl into me. She was pulling herself closer with the legs wrapped around me, her immature pussy grinding into groin. That's when it happened. I got hard. My dick rose up between us, her little lips were smashed against the shaft. I am not sure if it was the months without any affection from my wife or the special closeness that I had developed with Annabelle but a switch flipped inside me and I slid my hands down and cupped my little daughters six year old butt cheeks into my hands and proceeded to grind her little sex onto my cock until I came in a huge eruption of come that coated both of our stomachs. Annabelle sat back and looked down at her stomach and ran a finger through my cum and said. “What's this daddy?” “What happened.” In a wave of guilt I grabbed the wash cloth and washed the evidence of my sin off of my little girl then off of me and said. “Honey, I'm very sorry that shouldn't of happened.” “But what was it daddy?” “Did I hurt you?” She said “No honey, you didn't hurt daddy.” “It made daddy feel really good” “That's what happens to daddy's penis when it feels good” “Rubbing against it made it feel super good and that's when the stuff comes out.” A big smile comes to her face and she says; “really I made it feel good for you?” “I'll rub on it like that whenever you want daddy.” “It made me feel really nice to.” as I see her little hand go to her slightly reddened vulva.” “Honey, I know but it not something daddies do with their little girls.” “It's something mommies and daddies do together.” I say with a look of sadness on my face. Annabelle sits there with the cute expression on her face that tells me she is deep in thought then it almost instantly changed to anger and rage and she exclaimed “I bet mommy doesn't rub hers on it for you does she!” “She is so mean!” “Daddy I will rub it for you anytime you want even if mommy doesn't want to.” I couldn't believe what my six year old daughter was offering. She truly is a caring and loving child and my heart swelled with her affection. “I really appreciate that punkin, but like I said daddies and daughter aren't supposed to that.” I said “Daddy could get in a whole lot of trouble if anyone finds out.” “I would never ever tell anyone daddy.” She retorted . “Besides I love you more than anyone in the whole world so whats wrong with me making you feel good?” Sitting there looking at my naked six year old daughter absentmindedly rubbing her vulva with a look of determination on her cute little face, I surrendered. I pulled her to me and kissed her on the mouth gently as I felt her little legs wrap around me again. Then I felts her little hips start to gyrate slowly then she giggled in my mouth and pulled her face away and looked down between us and said; “its growing big again daddy.” “Am I doing it right?” “Perfect punkin.” “Just perfect and our two bodies became one and in a matter of minutes a giggling Annabelle was using the wash cloth to wipe cum from us both again. Later that night while tucking Annabelle in she looked up at me and smiled and said; “I like seeing you smile like that daddy.” “I'm so glad you are happy” Looking into her pretty brown eyes I thought about it and said; “punkin I am very happy and you are the reason.” “Now, what we did in the bath felt very good for me and I know you said it felt good for you too but daddy would like to do something special to make you feel very good if you want to try.” “Okay daddy what?” She says I pull the covers to the side and admire my daughter in her favorite Ariel tee shirt and a pair of pink panties with a unicorn on the front. I bend down and kiss her little mouth then I climb onto the bed and pull her little panties down her slender legs and take them off. I hear a little nervous giggle from my Annabelle. I spread her legs open and bend her knees some so she is wide open to me. I then plant a gentle kiss on her pubic mound then move down to her open lips and lick up the crevice and tease her little clit which brings a little twitch to her legs and she says; “that tickles daddy.” I look up and say; “Is it a good tickle honey?” “Yes daddy.” she replies “It's a really good tickle.” I put my mouth back on my six your old's pussy and start to lick and play with her clit. Her eyes close and she starts to make little mewling sounds. I put my hands under her little butt cheeks and bring her up a little to meet my mouth and start to spend more time on her little clit. Occasionally dipping down to her tight little entrance to get some of the surprising moisture that is present their and bring it up and continue to grind on her clit. It's not long and she starts to breath rapidly and push her pussy up to my mouth and then I hear a little squeak out of her and a tremor go through her whole body then her little bottom collapses to the bed and she is panting. After giving her a few seconds to catch her breath I say; “So how was that punkin?” Panting she says; “that was great daddy. “Is that what it feels like for you when the stuff comes out?” “Yes honey.” I reply. “Just like that.” “Thank you daddy for making me feel so wonderful” she says, and gives me a big hug and a kiss on my cheek.” I help my little girl get back into her panties and then cover her up and kiss her goodnight. I turn out the light and close her door somehow instinctively knowing she would never tell Phyllis what we are doing. So that's how my sexual relationship with my daughter started. Within a few months it progressed to full penetration after a conversation with my daughter resulted in her understanding that sex didn't just involve just “rubbin” the parts together. As it appears that I was destined to have a sexual relationship with my young daughter it was fortuitous that my cock fell on the slightly smaller than average size range. Which was another source of ridicule from Phyllis. It took several sessions in the tub with some extra lube and a very determined little girl but I eventually watched my cock disappear into Annabelle's immature six year old pussy. I came almost immediately. We were discrete but made love often. There was plenty of opportunities for us as Phyllis exhibited less and less of a desire to spend time in our home. It seemed she always had a reason to work late or some function she needed to attend. She joined every foundation and committee that would give her a reason to be out of the house. We both discovered our “kink” for public sex shortly after she turned seven. It was a Summer Saturday afternoon and Annabelle and I had decided to take a swim in the small in ground pool we had in our backyard. When we got in the pool we saw that that the Ashfords next door were having a cookout with two other couples and about 5 kids. There was only a chain link fence between our back yards which neither of us had bothered to change out with a privacy fence because we had always been so cordial to each other. Bernie Ashford waved at us and said. “Hey Ryan, you guys are welcome to come over for a burger after your swim if you want.” “Thanks Bernie.” “We might just take you up on that.” Annabelle got along well with there kids.
We were swimming for a little while when Annabelle went up the steps that led out of the pool to get a beach ball so we could play catch. As she emerged from the pool in her red one piece I made a mental note that it was probably time for a new suit. She had had a growth spurt in height the last few months. The reason for my thought was the major wedgie she was sporting and my cock twitched a little when she reached back to pull it out. My suspicions were confirmed when she was coming back with the ball and I saw that he had a very prominent little camel toe between her legs. By the time she got back into the pool I was hard. We threw the ball a few times then she she dove underwater and swam up to me. I am guessing in an attempt to surprise me but when she came out of the water right in front of me she had a mischievous grin on her cute little face and she whispered. “Daddy you have a boner.” and giggled. “I know punkin.” “I said quietly as the yards in Spring Valley are small and close together.” “That's because of you my sexy little thing.” Annabelle took my hand and walked me to the steps and sat me down on one of the steps. Now my daughter has this special grin that I love when she is thinking about doing something naughty. It's the same little grin she would sport just before she would shove her whole dinner off of the high chair tray when she was a baby. In this case she jumped in my lap with her legs around my waist. Me with about half of my torso out of the water and her with just her shoulders. The she started telling me about her her friend Maria said she went to Disney World and told her all about the really cool stuff there. She seemed to almost intentionally to be talking louder than normal. Then underwater I feel my daughters little hand pull the front of my swim trunks down and fish out may hard cock. My head immediately spun in the direction of the Ashfords but they seemed to be oblivious. The idea that they might notice sent a surge of pleasure from her little hand into my cock. Then she rose up a little and pulled the gusset of her suit to the side and settled her tight little pussy down on my throbbing member. I kept looking at my neighbors and then back to Annabelle but she was just smiling and kept talking about Disney as if she didn't have her daddy's cock inside her just 20 feet away from about a dozen people. Because the bathtub was Annabelle's favorite place to have sex we have over time developed a way of rocking our hips and getting quite a bit of in and out movement without a lot of up and down movement on her part. We learned this quickly after having to use towels to soak water up from the bathroom floor. Annabelle started this rocking action and I reciprocated, But with her animated description of all of the cool things that Maria told her about Disney and how we should go this summer he hoped it wasn't obvious. Then her heard faintly from his neighbors yard one of the women say; “Well will you look at that.” My heart leapt into my throat then a second later she finished; “isn't that just the cutest thing you've ever scene?” Followed by one of the other women replying; “Yes it is.” “I just love seeing daddies spend quality time with their little daughters” When I caught my breath I realized how close I was to coming and then I looked in Annabelle's eyes and saw the now familiar look that told me she was close as well. Right on queue she leaned in and laid on my chest. She does this to get more pressure on her clit against my cock and then through my hand on her thighs I felt the quivers and knew she was cumming. This threw me over and I struggled to keep my face calm as one of the strongest orgasms of my life rocks my body. After a minute or two to catch my breath I whisper into Annabelle's little ear; “for that honey I definitely take you to Disney World.” Annabelle giggles and then stands up. My cock slips out of her tight pussy an the gusset pops back into place and I pull the front of my shorts back up. Then she exclaims; “Oh thank you Daddy, I love you so much and gives me a big hug. I look over and the three women are all looking over at us and smiling. We did go over and have a burger still wearing our suits and Annabelle played with the other kids. It heightened the whole experience to come over and talk to the people that just watched a father have sex with his daughter. It also excited him as he watched his daughter play with the other kids, knowing that the gusset of her little red suit was soaked in his cum. We arrive at the discount movie theater in an older strip mall. Annabelle fidgeting while I buy the tickets and then get popcorn and drinks and then pick our seats. We choose seats in the center about three quarters of the rows up from the screen. There are already about 7 or 8 other parents there with children. I hold Annabelle's hand and lean down and tell her; “now remember punkin, wait until the show starts and the lights are down.” “Okay daddy.” she replies looking up at me. As we watch other adults and children come in and find places to sit I glance down and see Annabelle's knee and a few inches of her upper leg exposed as her Princess dress has ridden up an little. I lay my hand on her leg and she leans into me. Habit takes over and I start caressing her leg and then moving my hand up her thigh pushing the dress up as I go. Annabelle giggles and says; “I thought we were waiting daddy.” Brought back to my senses I look around as I straighten Annabelle's dress. There is a mother with a boy about five and a girl about 4 sitting in our row about ten seats to our right but her attention was on her fidgeting kids. Right in front of us a couple sits down with what appears to be their daughter sitting between them in the seat directly in front of us. She appears to be about Annabelles's age. She looks back at us several times. It's always more risky with people this close but it also heightens the experience immensely. About 5 minutes after the show starts I feel a little tug on my arm and look down at my daughters with the clear question of “Now daddy?” written all over her face. I nod and she says; “daddy I can't see good.” “Can I sit on your lap?” “Sure punkin.” I reply and reach over and lift my daughter into my lap making sure the back of her princess dress is clear as her bare bottom settles onto my already stiff cock covered my my sweat pants. Annabelle hooks her little legs outside of my knees and I carefully arrange her dress to cover as much as possible. The little girl in front of us turns around at the movement and watches us get arranged. She is pretty with blonde hair in a ponytail. Annabelle settles back against my chest and we start to watch the movie again as does the little girl. After a few minutes, in the darkness of the shadow cast from the light of the screen I slip my hand under the dress and feel Annabelle's bare hip. With growing excitement I move my hand over and feel the smooth rise of her pubic mound. She glances up at me and smiles as my hand moves down to her smooth vulva and I start to run a finger up and down it letting her lips swallow the tip as I search for moisture. I am rewarded with plenty of wetness as my daughter is obviously as aroused as I am. Before long my fingers are soaked and I know its time. I move my hand to the waistband of my sweatpants under her spread out dress and pull the front down at the same time pulling Annabelle back and up with the arm I have around her stomach. She assists with her arms on the rests. I look over at the mother to my right and she is watching the movie. I soon have her back and up far enough to line for my cock to spring free between her thighs and lay at the entrance to her eight year old pussy. I settle her back down and forward as the now familiar tight and moist canal engulfs my rigid cock. When I am fully inside her I bring my hand out and wrap my arms around my daughter as she sits up away from my chest and begins the slow rocking motion that I enjoy so much. Annabelle giggles at a funny part of the the movie and the little girl in front of us looks back with a curious look on her face but soon returns her attention to the movie. We settle into a practiced rhythm enjoying each others bodies. Feeling my cock bump up against my little girls cervix. It's been two weeks so I know I wont last long and so does Annabelle as she picks up the pace subtly. It is then that I notice that the little girl has turned around again and is staring me right in the eyes. She seems to be trying to understand the expression on my face. The thought of her watching so intently threw me over the edge and I struggle not to cry out as I fill Annabelle with my seed while locked in a stare with the little girl. Just then her mother leans over and says to her; “Olivia it's not polite to stare.” and turns her around. She then looks at me and says “I'm sorry.” “Don't worry about it.” I say hoping I don't sound winded as Annabelle lays back on my chest again which illicits a smile from the Olivia's mother. I sit there not believing that I just had a conversation with the mother of a little girl that was 3 feet away from my while my eight year old daughter sat in my lap with my cock buried in her young pussy. We settled in and relaxed, my semi hard cock still inside Annabelle as she relaxes on me. Because I came so fast I knew I had denied my little girl her own orgasm so I slide my hand back under her Cinderella dress and found her vulva stretched around my cock and followed it up to the apex and found her little hood and began to tease her clit. I hear a low sigh come from Annabelle and she looks up at me and smiles. Before long I can feel her thigh muscles trying to close held back by the fact that her legs were outside of mine and I feel her pussy start to quiver. When she comes a little squeak comes out of Annabelle which I cover for by tickling her ribs a little. Hearing this, the little girl turned back around but this time she was looking at Annabelle's face. After a few seconds she tugs her daddy's arm and he leans down and she whispers something in his ear and I tense up a little waiting for him to look back. Instead he says; “Okay honey.” and then lifts her up and puts her on his lap. The mother looks over and smiles. Feeling my little girl come on my cock gets me rock hard again and Annabelle responds by sitting up and starting her stealth rocking motion. This time we both settle in and enjoy and long slow build that results in me cumming in her tight little eight year old pussy once again. Totally exhausted Annabelle puts her hands on the arm rest and I lift her up and back a little and I feel my cock slide out of her and my sweatpants snap back up in place. Annabelle lays over on her side and curls up and me and whispers; “I love you daddy.” I kiss the top of her head and say; “I love you to punkin.” When the movie ends and we are walking out of the lobby and I look over and see the little girl Olivia holding her daddy's hand but staring at us with an odd expression. Annabelle then announces that she is very hungry so we head to our usual lunch date at the nearby McDonald's where she devours a pile of nuggets and some fries. I look at my watch to see how much time I have before I have to take Annabelle back to the wicked witch. Annabelle sees me looking at the watch and says; “Do we have time to go to the park daddy?” “Sure punkin.” I reply “but we won't be able to stay too long.” “Okay daddy” she says with a big smile on her face. We always go to the local park that is on the way back to the witches castle. It is a small community park that has a nice playground in the middle with some slides and monkey bars and swings. It's the swings that we head for. There are three swings and Annabelle heads for the one in the middle. I look around and the only other people at the playground are a young mother with a little boy and a little girl playing on the fort structure that has the slides and monkey bars extending out from a central platform. The boy looks to be about seven or so with blonde hair wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top. The little girl is around four or five with curly blonde hair and is wearing a short pleated skirt an a pink tee shirt with Spongebob on it. As I am watching the little girl yells; “Mommy look what I can do!” The mother looks up from her phone as the little girl begins to traverse the monkey bars. As she throws her arm over to each bar she pulls he legs up fully spread and I get a nice vies of the bright white gusset of her panties. Just before he reaches the end she loses grip and drops to the ground landing on her feel but this causes her skirt to fly up giving him a momentary full view of her little white panties. I feel a tug on my arm and look down and see Annabelle giggling. “You're being naughty daddy.” I blush a little and say; “sorry punkin and sit down in the swing. Annabelle comes up to me facing me and I lift her up and she put her legs through the swing sticking out the opposite way from me as I adjust her dress to cover us. In a practiced movement Annabelle reaches under her dress quickly as if to scratch and pulls the front of my sweatpants down allowing my cock to be free again. She then raises up long enough for my cock to get in place then settles down on it. Once again feeling the tight wetness of my lovely little daughter. I start to swing gently as Annabelle begins her subtle movements. The swinging action allowing me to push in farther in the forward swing and withdraw some on the backward swing. We get into a gentle rhythm when the I hear the little boy say; “Hey Zoey lets go on the swings.” The two children run up and get on the two remaining swings the little boy on my left and Zoey, the girl on my right. My little minx of a daughter smiles at the boy an says “Hi, I'm Annabelle and I'm eight.” “What's your name?” while still subtly gyrating on my hard cock with the two little kids swinging beside us. The little boy says; “I'm Conner and I'm seven and that's my sister Zoey, she's five.” Annabelle looks over to Zoe and they both smile and wave at each other. Then Connor starts swinging higher and says; “I can swing really high watch me!” We stay swinging at our steady pace Annabelle's little hips rotating under the Princess dress and working her magic on my cock all while watching the kids swing and talking to them about how high they are going. She even tells me to look a few times. I glance over and see the kid's mom watching us and smiling. Before long I sense that we are both close. Annabelle calls out loudly enough for both kids to hear; “Oh daddy I love you so much and then she lets go of the chain and puts her arms around me and hugs me tight as she rotates her hips to get maximum contact on her little clit then lets out a little squeal. I feel my little girl spasm over my cock and it brings me to my third orgasm of the afternoon. With both kids watching. Zoey smiles at us and says; “That looks like fun I am going to swing like that with my daddy when he gets home.” “He is away right now on a big boat.” Annabelle looks at her giggling and says; “Yeah it is really really fun you will like it and then looks at me giggling more.” Just then the kids mom walks up and says; “These two hooligans aren't bothering you are they?” “Not at all” I say. “They are very polite kids.” “Well that's good.” She says. “Kids it's time to go.” As the kids are jumping off the swing she looks at me and says; “It's really cute the way you are with your daughter.” “My husband's enlistment in the Navy is up in 8 months and he will be able to spend more time with the kids.” “That's great.” I say “I really enjoy the time I get to spend with my little princess.” This causes more giggles from Annabelle as I feel my cum leaking out of her and dripping onto my balls. “It was nice to meet you.” She smiles and says “You too” and then turns and walks toward the parking lot with her kids. When they drive off I lift Annabelle of me and get myself arranged and then look at my little daughter and say. “It's time to take you back home punkin.” “I know daddy.” She says with a little frown on her face and takes my hand. When we get back to the house we walk up to the porch and Phyllis says; “Your five minutes late Ryan.” Now it is time for me to roll my eyes. I don't respond to her I just kneel down and give my daughter a tight hug and she says; “I'll miss you bunches daddy.” Then kisses my cheek and turns and runs in the house with her eyes close to tears. Phyllis looks at the door then at me and says; “I just don't get it.” I look her in the eyes anger flaring and say; “No shit Phyllis” and then turn and walk away and get in my car. As I am pulling out of the driveway I look back at the house and see the Wicked Witch of the West flipping me off. It was at that moment that I decided I would do anything that was necessary to get full custody of Annabelle. The End. 6,270 Words. Click amatoriosparum@gmx.comif you would like to comment on this story
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