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194

LISA

We got ready in thirty minutes' time and went downstairs to join papa Reid for breakfast. Already, he had knocked twice on our door and each time he did that, Conan and I would laugh our guts out.

If only he knew the silly lots he was housing.

“Finally.” He spat.

His food was untouched, was he truly waiting for us? For me...his grandbaby? Oh wow. Such a lovely papa.

I made a sorry face. Truly, I was truly sorry for making him wait, but never sorry for what I did to make him wait.

"Sorry papa Reid." I pouted.

“You don't have to be. It's not your fault, I'm sure of it.”

That cracked the shit out of me. The fuck!

Conan couldn't stop laughing himself... I'm sure he tried to defend himself but lacked the proper word for it.

The greatest mistake he had probably made was to allow papa Reid to see his erection. Great torture then the engorged blood. I'm certain of it.

"Thank you, papa Reid for that.” I added salt to Conan’s wound.

He pinched me with his hands that rested on my
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