"Babygirl I have to go , I'm going to be late for my meeting" I grumble trying to pull Bethlyn gently off my leg.
My pants suits were slowly sliding down and wrinkling every second I moved.
"BABYGIRL!" I yelled at her more playfully than angered. She smiled up at me and gripped me harder.
"Daddy , no I haven't had a shower yet. Or breakfast or even brushed my hair" She whines frowning at me.
I check my clock seeing I only had 30 minutes to get to work.
"Okay fine, we have 20 minutes." I set my suitcase down as she let go.
My leg was numb and throbbing as I tried to bend a pull her up.
My back cracked as I seen her legs spread slightly showing her angelic white lace undies.
Her robe wasn't tied , as tight as I wanted it to be. Because I knew if I caught the urge , I will miss my meeting.
And this was highly important.
"Go run the bath, Johnson soap only. Your skin is so sensitive baby" I ordered Bethlyn as she nodded batting her eyes at me.
I then took off my vest and jacket leaving my suit shirt wrinkled and displaced.
I headed to the bathroom , scanning for Bethlyn.
"Baby?" I called looking in the bath , and in the closet.
My heart suddenly started to race as I was easily panicked.
"Bethlyn?! Baby " I called a little louder.
"YES DADDY, I'M FINDING SOMETHING TO WEAR" I let my heart slow as I am soothe by my babygirls voice.
"No, I'll pick some thing for you. You just undress and come here" I stated as I hear a "okayyyyyyyy" .
In walks Bethlyn with her smooth silky skin expose. Her breast were a little swollen which spotted out to me first.
She gotten a bit fatter, I hate using the term. But she wasn't as skinny and petite as she was before.
Her body is going through a very drastic yet different change. Just very often to.
"Darling, how have you been feeling lately?" I questioned seeing wary on her face.
"Well...why daddy?" She pushes her hair behind her ear.
"Nothing, I just been seeing this change in you" Bethlyn smiled looking at the floor.
Suddenly I see light tears in her doe green eyes.
"Baby what's wrong?" I hug her as she cuddles in my chest .
"Daddy, I think I'm pregnant "...
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Broken Cravings (REVISING AND REWRITING)
JugendliteraturIn this story, a 15-year-old girl grows feelings for her 34-year-old teacher, but little does she know the man has dark secrets. Can her angelic, innocent aura fight off his demonic ways before she changes for the worse? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
