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” He pressed her body to him and she could feel his hardness in his pants. She wiggled against it, exciting him – and herself – more and more. “I want it again, Daddy.” Her bed sat in the center of the room, and he lay her on it, her back flat against the mattress, his hand still underneath her cheek. “You are not a rude little girl. How are you taught to ask for something?” His hand under her butt clenched her harder. She felt a little shiver of something inside her, like fear. She’d never felt it before. “Daddy, I’m sorry. Please, could you do to me what we did last night? Please?? I loved it so much. Please.” To her utter happiness, he began undoing his pants, letting them fall to the ground and sliding them to the side. It looked huge. She couldn’t stop staring at it! It made the tingling start all the more and she was having trouble sitting still. While unbuttoning his shirt, he slid a finger softly up and down her slit. “You’re going to get some of what you want right now,. ” I said to her. I kissed her lightly on the lips and then pulled her in close to me and held her tight. “Three minutes and then come hunt me,” I whispered in her ear as I walked off.I ran back to the store and walked over to the pharmacy waiting area. As I sat down, I wrapped my power around me again and this time it completely surrounded me like I was hiding underneath a blanket. As I was watching the people around me, a teenager with a Crimson Tide hoodie came over and sat down. Being an Auburn graduate, I was duty-bound to say “War Eagle” to him. Before the words even came out of my mouth, it suddenly hit me what I was doing wrong in regard to hiding my magic. What is the one thing that most cloaks have? They have a hood. “There’s no way it’s that easy,” I said out loud. Imagining myself wrapped up in a cloak with a hood pulled down to where no heat would escape, I sat and waited. I picked up another magazine and pretended to read it. In truth, I was watching over the top of it to.
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