Daddy Dearest

Grey.

It's a really simple color. Pretty bland. Matches just about anything. That's how you normally describe grey.

But this grey was unique. The specks of green that sparkled on the edges of the misty grey abyss entranced me.

In my mind, I imagined those endless abysses roaming over my body. Examining it. Praising it.

I crossed my legs to control the warm feeling that traveled down to my nether regions as I thought of the grey.

"Babe, you okay?" I broke out of my trance and smiled at Paul. He gave me a worried look, and I patted his cheek gently. His blue eyes searched my face to see if I was lying, but he found no lies. He smiled back at me, and pecked my cheek.

I sighed deeply, and tried to clear my head.

It would do me no good daydreaming about my boyfriend's father.