Eloise's POV Ignatio quickly walked to me, ending the call. "Eloise, for goodness sake, pick your dresses without much noise!" He was getting frustrated and angry at me for letting the people start to get the wrong idea about us. I actually don't know the idea they are having about us, but whatever it is, I don't care."Okay, Daddy," I said in a low tone. I decided to give it a rest and just picked the panties and bras while he stayed at a distance. It would have been nice if he was beside me, telling me he would prefer red more than pink. After a few minutes, I handed the few I had picked to the attendant. "I'm finally done, Miss," I said with a smile. She smiled back awkwardly at me, and I could tell this woman thinks I'm some kind of a freak. The attendant went over to the counter and calculated the bills. I stood in front of the counter with Daddy by my side, his hands tucked in his pocket. Again, I stared at him like my life depended on it. His eyes, jaws, and his entir
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