For the past week, we had been closer than ever before. Talking laughing, lying together and looking at fashion magazines for hair styles and clothes. We made jokes like we were two sisters to keep me in character. She taught me to mimic female ways with a zeal and didn't accept mistakes as we drilled my movements, clothing and speech over and over. She was doing what those of us who had a sibling of the opposite sex always wished we could do - have a brother or a sister by a simple magical snap of the fingers. What I am viewing as a lark of a job opportunity - despite the odd inexplicable feelings of satisfaction and arousal dressing gave me - she must be looking at as a way to bring us together. In some strange way, it made sense. But if it made sense to Tanya or not, it was still undiluted insanity.I sat without speaking for a long while. Tanya did not seem inclined to fill the void. Finally, not even fully understanding why I said it myself, possibly out of a desire to replicate. I ran to him. He immediately grabbed my face and pulled me in, kissing me hard. His hand traveled to my waist and gripped me tight. I got so caught up in the moment; I almost forgot we were standing in the airport.I pulled away and looked up at him. He grabbed my hand and lead me to baggage claim. The conveyor belt for my flight hadn’t started moving yet. I was still so nervous. I have never done anything like this. I turned to daddy, trying to think of something to say. As I opened my mouth to speak, daddy grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in again. He wanted to kiss me. I was still coming down from the high of his last kiss. I already loved kissing him so much. But I also wanted to leave him really wanting me.I pulled back, looking him straight in the eye. I smirked at him. Daddy squeezed my hand and tugged, pulling me towards him. He leaned in again, but I took a step backward. Daddy smiled. He knew I loved to tease. He retook a step towards me and gave me a stern look as.
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