‘Emily? Wake up. Are you alright?’ (Abby slurring) ‘uncle.. she’ll be fine. we just had too much to drink.. ‘ ‘Are you sure? She’s not dead right?’ ‘Haha! No. She won’t die so easily.. ‘ Kneeling on the second row of seats to check in on my daughter (in the last row) who just turned…Continue readingLittle Big Girls
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Cumming Home
(In my morning voice) ‘Oh hey.. You’re home..’ (Elsie answered) ‘Yupp. For some time already.’ (I asked) ‘Where’s Maeve?’ ‘Outside, probably making breakfast? I don’t know.’ Pulling the blindfolds back over my eyes, I knew it was time to wake up, but there was no rush to since it was only 8am. (She asked) ‘Are…Continue readingCumming Home
Unforgivable
‘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
Alcohol-fueled
Halfway through the nap in my drunken stupor, I felt a hand on my wrist that endearingly pulled me into a chest, whose bosoms I didn’t recognise. Though for one, I was mostly surrounded with new faces, exception being my sister whom I think only invited me out of politeness. Without giving much thoughts to…Continue readingAlcohol-fueled
Itchy Hand
‘Daddy, can I give you a massage?’ ‘Sure.’ I replied while lying chest-down in the bed, back completely sore after six hours of uncomfortable bus ride. Without looking at her, I just tilted my head across the pillow and felt her hands on my back, applying pressure at random places. ‘Dad, your shirt.’ She had…Continue readingItchy Hand