Daddy's Little Girl

1.

"Daddy, I'm eighteen now. Can I please get my own place. I pick the place and you buy everything I need." I pleaded with my father.
My father rubbed his chin hairs. "I dunno sweetheart. I'll think about."
"But Daddy. I graduated high school above my whole class, class president, most popular, with a 6.8 gpa, four different college scholarships, and three recommendations from teachers and the principal. Daddy!" I whined.
"Baby let the girl get her own place. She's still a daddy's little girl, when have you ever told her no Tommy. She can always come back home if she doesn't like it." My mother said as she sat on my Daddy's lap. "Besides I miss being able to cook you breakfast naked and you pounding me from behind." She thought she whispered.
"Mommy ewwww....I didn't wanna hear that. Gross." I said creeped out.
My mom smiled as she got up and stood in front of me. "How you think you got here?"
My Dad smiled.
He popped her on her butt, "don't talk like that in front of her innocent ears."
"I'm sure she's heard worse. Besides its the truth. You can't keep sheltering her Tommy." My mom said getting impatient with my daddy.
He rubbed his hands down his face. "Fine you can get your own place. Your mother is right I miss our breakfast flings." He smiled in her direction.
I jumped up and down excitedly. "Thank you Daddy. Thank you. Thank you!"
"There's a few rules." He said serious. "One like you said you pick the spot. Two I will pay for any and everything. Three I'll buy your place for you with your name dotted on the line. Four I'll pay the bills on the place, so you won't have to work. And five you'll still get your weekly allowance of 350,000. Do we have a deal?" He asked looking down at me me smiling.
I hugged him tightly. "Yes daddy. We do. Thank you Daddy, I love you."
"I love you more. Now go shower, get dressed so we can start looking for your spot." He smiled as we we let go.
My mom walked up to my dad and hugged him tight. He leaned down and gave her a peak on the lips.
I loved my parents, they've been married for nineteen years. They had me a year after the wedding. They met in middle school and they've been inseparable since. My parents were both thirty-six looking like they weren't a day past twenty-one. I got some good genes, just imagine when I finally decide to start a family of my own once I'm married.
I ran off to my room, stripped outta my clothes and showered. I showered for thirty minutes and washed my hair quickly. I exited the shower. I wrapped my hair up, and wrapped a towel around myself as well. I walked in my closet, grabbed my sheer white top with SPOILED written across the top, my black booty lifting ponte leggings, and white Nike huaraches .

While I was air drying. I sat down at my vanity mirror, I removed the towel off my hair. I parted my hair down the middle and applied Slay Like Jay edge control to my edges.

I got up and let my towel drop to the ground.

I quickly got dressed and placed pasties over my breast. I sat back down at my vanity. I applied foundation, powder, cleaned up my eyebrows, and applied some clear lip gloss to my lips.

I grabbed my black metallic fanny pack. I placed my phone inside of the fanny pack, my lip gloss, and my car key card.

I headed downstairs to meet my parents.

I grabbed my daddy and mom arms and headed to the car garage.

"Which car ?" Daddy asked.
Mom and I put our hands on our chin, looked at each other and smiled.
We walked over to the black matte Mayback four door car.
He followed pursuit.
He opened the door for us to get in and then closed the door as we settled in.
Dad got into the drivers side and pushed the button to start the car up.
My mom pressed the garage door button and the garage came up.

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"Daddy there, that building. " I said as I pointed to the Twelve condominium building.
He parked right outside the building and we all got out. All eyes was on us like we were celebrities.