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JASON’S POV

“One vanilla ice cream cup” I ask the teller , who is trying endless to flirt with me. Over the years , I have picked up on this time of behavior – every girl would undo their top button and seemly push out their chest when talking to me. I will not lie , I actually took this as an invitation. Their actions lured me , thinking that once I had slept with them I would be their better half – they obviously thought wrong. I always had the upper hand.  I am a daddy dom and that side of me can be scary especially when I threaten.  To be honest , I would have had this whore pressed against the wall ravishing her  body if it was not for my princess. I feel a small tug on my shirt and my attention drawn to Rose - she is so small compared to me. She stares at her fingertips, seeming very nervous.

“Yes princess?” I ask bending my knees a bit to fall to her height. 

“Can – can I have a che