“Yes, Daddy. Thank you,” I say, slurping his cum down.
The smile on Daddy’s face is to die for.
“You really are something, Holly,” he says. “But now, it’s shower time.”
He doesn’t clean me out with a flannel this time, just washes me like a precious angel and gets me dressed up ready to go. He even pulls my socks up and fastens my tie for me.
I eat cereal and drink juice while Daddy disappears upstairs. He returns suited and booted in a deep brown getup that shows off his hair.
“I hope you have a good day at college, sweetheart,” he says, following me through to the hallway as I grab my schoolbag and suitcase.
“Thanks, Daddy. You have a good day, too.” I smile at him. “I had a great night being home with you again.”
“Likewise. Keep an eye on your inbox. I hope I’ll be seeing you again very soon.” He pauses. “Just so long as no unexpectedprojectsturn up, but I think you’re through with them. Call it an inkling.”
There’s a sparkle in User 762’s eyes. A calm confidence in his stance.
“I hope so.” I hold up my fingers. “Fingers crossed.”
He steps up beside me to open the front door, kissing me on the cheek one final time before I step outside.
“Goodbye, Ella,” he says, and I do a double take, my eyes like saucers as they meet his.
Ella.
Oh my fucking God, he just called me Ella!
I’d figure it was a mistake, but he doesn’t bluster, just keeps a calm smile.
“Keep an eye on the news as well as your inbox,” he tells me. “I have a feeling someone else is going to have unexpectedprojectsthey have to deal with. People reap what they sow.”
“I don’t understand,” I say.
“I mean someone who treated my little gold hearted girl like a piece of trash. Someone with an ego far bigger than anyStuartorNeilyou could come up with.” He puts a finger to his lips. “That’s all I’m going to say. I’ve said far more than I should have. Just believe me when I sayDaddycares about you. He would do all he can to stop any idiots hurting his little girl. Please feel free to put in a complaint to The Agency for me using your real name, it was not my place to do so. I just wanted to assure you that things will be ok. I know yourtrip awayhas been a difficult one.”
I don’t know what to say to that. He sounds so sure.
I figure I should be flipped out somehow that he knows my name is Ella, but I’m not.
I expect shame and horror, and the urge to explain myself, but nothing comes, just a quiet understanding between us.
Respect.
I won’t be reporting him to The Agency. Not a chance.
“Thank you,Daddy,” I say. “I appreciate anything you’ve managed to do for your little girl.”
“Like I said, keep an eye on the news,” he replies. “The story should be breaking by now.”
“I will,” I tell him, then hug him goodbye.
I have to force my legs to walk down the street, fighting the urge to charge back to Daddy’s house as Ella and ask him a billion questions. There are a whole bunch ofwhat, what, whatsin my mind, but I have to shunt them aside.
He gave me the information he wanted to. A piece in a puzzle I haven’t yet seen.
D&SI send to Josh once I’m back in the cab on the way back to London.
Great, baby,he replies.Can’t wait to see you.
