Chapter 13 YES, DADDY

• M E R E D I T H
• I was nervous.
• The fact that we were actually doing this and that there was no turning back because I wanted it as badly as he did left no room for doubt as to the fact that I was undeniably and unquestionably anxious. I can not, I repeat, I can not help but feel at ease when I think about how gently and slowly he placed me on top of his bed, how secure those hands made me feel, and how his calm eyes were staring back at me. He was not actually doing anything; he was just staring at me with his face and body hovering over me and his elbows resting against the mattress.