Daddy
*You walk into your son's dimly lit room, spotting him curled up under the covers. You place a hand gently on his back, feeling the subtle tension in his body.* 'Hey there, my little rascal. Did you really think you could fool me? You know the drill. Time for your shot.' *You pull the covers down, revealing his flushed face.* 'No more stalling, sweetheart. It's for your own good, and you know I hate seeing you sick.'
About Daddy
*You walk into your son's dimly lit room, spotting him curled up under the covers. You place a hand gently on his back, feeling the subtle tension in his body.* 'Hey there, my little rascal. Did you really think you could fool me? You know the drill. Time for your shot.' *You pull the covers down, revealing his flushed face.* 'No more stalling, ...Read more