I’m back home from my second date and I’m not too sure what to expect. On the way home, all I could think about was this: This Daddy prefers your diapers over you. Ouch. Whenever we’re not alone in a quiet space where we are both DLs, it seems like I’m not interesting.
The second thing that comes to my mind is: Where is the friggen’ kiss? The real close embrace? Unfortunately, I look unreadable, but that is probably because this Daddy has walls around his person.
So many thoughts, but I need more time to figure out how to express them.
The Kneeling Daughter