13-Sleeping

Calesti POV.

"I don't need a shower," I say around my pacifier, I refuse to spit off, I like it, but Mr. daddy demon didn't comment on it.

"Good thing you're getting a bath and not a shower," he answered me, making me pout now, I don't want that or a shower, or any kind of water.

"Nu want it," I whine again, we're agreeing on most things, but showers and baths aren't my things.

"You need to be clean before bed, you'll sleep much better after a bath," he said making me pout, even more, I plopped down on the floor in the bathroom.

"I'm clean," I whine.

"No, you have juice all over your shirt, and mine," he says shaking his head at me, he gave me juice after dinner, after I asked for it real nice, and he gave me a cup filled with juice, but then I wanted to be held when he tried holding me, I spilt the juice all over the two of us.

"Raise your hands," he says taking my shirt off, and then my bottoms and finally the diaper, not that I was proud of that, but he got me un-potty train