"Are you sure?" Sylvia asked."Honey, I can sleep sitting up in a dirt hole in the ground, the sofa bed in the living room would be several steps up fr...om that." I smiled at her. I had a feeling she and Peter might be doing the deed in that bed. I wasn't sure, and I wasn't at all sure that they wanted me to know, so anything was possible."I'm starved," Peter said. "How about we go grab some lunch. Something that isn't fast food." You two go, I need to rest," I said giving them a chance to be. When I came out after half an hour, my mom was winding up the kitchen.I saw my dad getting a shoulder massage from Shraddha and was surprised. I asked them what was happening. So Shraddha said, “Papa ke kandhe mei dard hai. Main unki seva kar rahi hu.” Meaning, “Your dad has pain in the shoulder. I am taking care of him.”I went in again and came out again. This time I saw papa pouring himself a drink and asking Shraddha if she wants one to which she said yes. By now it was past midnight. I. And no, I am not sorry she is not here. This is our time together, baby." She looked at him dubiously. "I am serious, Sarah. I like Carly well enough but she is not your mother and YOU are my number one priority. No one will ever take the place of my girl. Understood?" he asked as he squeezed her upper arms. Sarah nodded. "Promise me you'll never leave me, daddy?" she asked. "I promise", he responded solemnly. "Will I always be your little girl?" she asked. He nodded. "Always," he answered. "I. She then kissed Helen deeply. Whilst it would not be true to say that Helen had never been so excited, it was true that she had never before been excited in this way. Though her body still stung from her whipping, she would not have left that place even if she could have whisked herself magically away in a second. She wanted to be nowhere else. The dominatrix relented to the point that she took a glass of cool wine and put it to Helen’s parched lips. She drank it in three gulps. “Thank you,”.