That was the writing prompt for the week. It is funny that a simple saying I had to hear so many times, working at day cares and having my own kids turn into something erotic.
It was just a short piece, but too far on the racy side for me to be comfortable sharing here. I wrote about the man I call Daddy. I feel like that is very appropriate.
The thing is, I would give anything for him to share himself with me. I love the voice notes and the pictures of his face, but I want more. Just like the brat I am.
He has shown me many times his aring side, but I still want him to share more.
I want everything.
