From NELICon to CAPCon - the speeches, stories & sentiments of a Daddy’s heart. http://wp.me/P1FpDN-qe
Under Her Skirt
College had been everything she could’ve imagined all ready:
- That first breath of freedom and a sense of life as she hadn’t known it yet.- The ability to express herself and find her pathway to the future.- Exploration into every curiosity she had ever had dreamed of.
But the best part of college hadn’t been the parties or the beer or the encounters she could never tell her family about. Instead, the best part was that she had fallen in love.
Her new relationship was with a guy who drew the submission out of her with such ease that “dynamic” was truly an understatement for the bond they shared.
He was her steady rock. She was his passion. He was the strong arm. She was the trophy.
On a Saturday afternoon in October, she lifted the bottom hem of her cheerleading skirt, as instructed by him to do so. Embarrassment mixed with humiliation inside her as her pink ruffled panties caught the attention of those within view.
He definitely knew how to get under her skirt. And she couldn’t have been happier.
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“How to See with Blindness”
“BabyGirl, do you remember the day we met?” her Daddy asked softly.
Smiling, she recalled it fondly.
“Yes, Daddy. What I can’t remember is each day before that one,” the BabyGirl replied.
“When I first saw you, there was a glow you had to you,” her Daddy said. “And I could tell that it was a glow not only on your outside, but on your inside. Do you know what that told me?”
“That I could outshine the sun?” she asked, repeating some of the sentiments he had said to her in the past. “That I was renewed by my own love? That I was mighty like a rose? That I could find my own GPS inside me?”
“No. Those are things I learned about you along the way,” her Daddy replied. “When I saw you glowing, inside and out, that told me you were someone I needed to get to know.”
“Daddy?” she asked timidly.
“Yes, BabyGirl?” he asked back.
“Thank you for taking the time to see what I couldn’t see about myself and how to use your heart to look through someone’s flaws,” she replied. “Thank you for showing me how to see with blindness.”
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“Make Me Your Everything Forever”
Oh what a Heavenly moment and what a way to be made to feel.
“White Hot Attention” was merely a dream, a forgotten place she could never return to … at least not until she met the Daddy who could take her back to where she belonged.
A head-to-toe bubble bath, a double diapering, a bottle of milk and the returning memory of what it meant to be the center of someone’s world - were all the pieces of her Daddy’s Tender Loving Care which made her feel like his everything.
Gazing up at him from her crib, the look in her affected eyes spoke clearly the only remaining wish of her heart:
“Daddy, Make Me Your Everything Forever.”
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If She Only Knew …
She could smile & the sun would brighten on a cloudy day.
She could giggle & everyone around her would find laughter.
She could jump up and down & everyone would suddenly feel a need to have the same fun that she was, to feel the same way she did inside.
Atthe park, when she bent over to pluck a dandelion at her feet, everyone suddenly knew that the joy she possessed came from the littleness in her heart.
She could change the world, just by being herself. If She Only Knew …
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Sunday Morning – That time in the week when all else seems to move in slow motion, allowing you the opportunity to enjoy every blessed second in each other’s arms.
Saturday Night – That time in the week when all else seems a little less important than the one thing you want more than anything else … Each Other and the opportunity to indulge in the fantasies you’ve been having all week long.
If you could ask a psychic only one question …
… what would it be?
It could be a question about anything - the past, the future, life, the afterlife, whatever.
Chances are that one question will be the one thing you want to know the most.
Instead of commenting on whether you like other people’s questions, focus on your own.
What would you ask?
While some may feel that knowing the future would alter your attitude in the present, let’s say it doesn’t in this case.
With no strings attached, if you could ask a psychic only one question, what would it be?
Absolutely Enamored – When you are alone with each other, and the rest of the world becomes background noise, what you have is a connection that defies conventional love upon sight and allows you to see into a soul through one’s eyes.
“… and She Owns Your Heart”
Perhaps it’s the butterflies in her tummy that fluttered their waltz
Turning her senses to mush as her littleness exalts
Perhaps it’s the sight of her escaping the afterbath towel that endears
And running ‘round the house, absolutely naked, no lack of modesty she fears.
Perhaps it’s her tushy, covered sweetly with a diaper and the crinkling waddle which ensues.
Perhaps it’s her tender embrace and the way she said “thank you” to you.
Perhaps it’s her pigtails that toss about as she bounces and bounces, to and fro
or that sweet twinkle in her little girl eyes, which says I love you, you know.
Perhaps she dreams oh so Big, of being little, in each thought
Or the pacifier, held with dainty lips which she nurses for comfort sought
But however she acts, she’ll embrace her part
She’s your BabyGirl forever and she owns your heart.
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