Phantacee‘Hey dad.. ‘ I wasn’t sure if I had completely missed what she said after that as the next thing I felt was some movements over my crotch, which genuinely jolted me awake in case my ‘faithfulness’ was challenged. Instead, all I saw was just my precious little girl all curled up (on the couch)…Continue readingUnforgivable
By the fourth day, and the umpteenth number of cane-marks across my skin I had dutifully maintained prior to this trip, my mind was slowly breaking down to the inevitable fate of what they were going to put me through again. From the window they didn’t bother to cover, I could see miles, and miles…Continue readingDarkest Days
‘Dad?’ Despite hearing my little girl’s voice, I couldn’t open my eyes, nor move my limbs no matter how hard I tried. It must be bad sleeping posture, I reasoned with myself as I felt the mattress sinking, relative to her weight and motion. Having ‘reported sick’ from the previous-day’s experience of the same symptoms,…Continue readingDada
‘Daddy? Shall we take the stairs?’ As soon as she said that, my heart began thumping wildly, not to the fear of exercise, but.. the fear of exercise. Before I could answer her, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me up the stairs, stopping only when we had cleared two floors. Once we reached the…Continue readingDaddies
As surprised as I was by the hand suddenly going over my mouth, I felt nothing but gratefulness as I knew, or rather, we knew, better than to make any noise, especially in the middle of the night. While I had that ‘surprise’ to wrap my head around, she was already going for my boxers,…Continue readingRebuilding a Family