My dad was perfect! When I was a little girl I was Daddy's little girl. I was so special and amazing in my Daddy's eyes. He was strong, good looking, stern but fair. He was fun. He had a great sense of humor. He was perfect. When he did the shoping he always got the good cereal. He let us stay up late past our bedtime watching scary movies on tv. He actually cared if we had cool clothes and fit in with our peers at school. He didn't even get mad if you accidentally cursed in front of him. He actually would give us money for lunch instead of forcing us to take stale bread bolgny sandwiches. He was perfect...Well almost.
He did have a problem with keeping his dick in his pants and out of the mouths of the young girls that idolized him. I am 43 years old and just now able to talk about it. I guess learning not to speak with your mouth full really stuck. My mouth is just now no longer full.
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Merika Reagan, AuthorHello Everyone. I am a San Francisco native. Archives
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