Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459
Oh Daddy, I miss those days when I was your sweet little girl. Remember when I was more innocent? You taught me everything I know about being your perfect daddy’s girl.
I think back to the first time you came into the room at night. You sat on the edge of my mattress and pulled me onto your lap. “Come sit with Daddy,” you said in that deep, husky voice. My heart was racing as you ran your hands over my smooth thighs.
By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext.410
Grandpa is old. He lives in this smelly place with other old people. My Daddy makes me go visit him once a month cus he says one day he won’t be here no more. Today was my day to go in, and I always get really bored there cus he doesn’t even have a TV!
He was laying on his bed when I came in and looked really uncomfortable. He smiled so big when he saw me and waved me over to him. I sat near his hip, and he patted my hand. “Krysta, my dear. I need your help. You like helping grandpa, right?”