Dear daddy ,
Today was just an awful day. I started second semester of school today. I never knew one person could have so much bad luck 🙁. But then again I was always an unlucky person. Maybe I should just start from the beginning, yeah? Well today I woke up and got ready for school. I wore my favorite jeans and a cute long sleeved shirt. I looked pretty fly if I do say so myself. Does anyone even say fly anymore? Oops, I'm getting off tracked. Anyways I went to school and had my mom come with me just in case something happened. You see Daddy, I was suppose to finish last semester but I failed one of my classes. Which resulted in me staying another semester. Which isn't too bad because I get to see my friends still. So I got everything sorted out and my day kind of just dragged on. I barely knew anyone in my classes. In my fourth hour class I was the only senior. I'm pretty sure everyone else in there were sophomores and juniors. And then in lunch I spilled juice over my white pants!! It was so tragic, Daddy. I thought I was going to cry 🙁. My other classes dragged on as well after that. And then came the last class... And that's when I saw you Daddy. You teased me about me fighting you. Which I would never do, silly pants. You always make me blush when you tease me about being a fighter. I mean I only fought once in my life. That hardly qualifies me as a bad girl/fighter. Anywho as I'm in your class. I watch as you talk. Oh Daddy, I know that sounds creepy. But I just mean I'm fascinated by the way you talk. You're voice just sounds so delicious. Like it's not too low or too high. It's like deep but barely. Oh I know I'm not making any sense. But it makes perfect sense to me. And then you did the unthinkable! You licked your lips. The way you licked your lips, I had to hurry up and clench my legs together. It made me feel some type of way Daddy. I'm pretty positive I blushed just by imaging all the things you could do to me with that tongue. But you know what sucks Daddy? Well I mean besides me sucking on your dick... Oops. I didn't mean to say that lol. I meant that fact that you have a WIFE! Why do you need a wife for!?!?!? It's not fair. Daddy you should just divorce her and marry me instead. I mean I am eighteen now. So it wouldn't be against the law, you know (; ! Well Daddy I must go do chores and eat dinner now. I shall write to you more tomorrow.
Love,
Dylan A.💕 Authors note (A.N) hey everyone 👋🏼. This is my first time writing something like this. And I'm very excited to write it. I have a habit of not completing stories but I will try to promise to complete this! Ohh and yes Dylan is a girl! I've always wanted a daughter named Dylan so yeah that's why the main characters name is Dylan. Oh and if I take too long on an update just comment or message me to update and I will lol. Sorry if there are any errors but if you could kindly point them out that would be great ✊🏼😌. Welp , that's all 😇💕.
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Dear daddy
Short StoryDylan A. is a eighteen year old girl who loves to write in her diary about her favorite hot teacher.