Grape Soda Part Two
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Mhhhmmmm... The things I want this man to do to me!
"What ya smiling about?" Dad's deep voice snapped me out of my reverie and I blushed like an adolescent.
Trust me daddy, you wouldn't want to know.
Although at some point I was daydreaming and mindlessly painted his face, I am proud of myself, he looks like a killer clown and the bloody scars are almost convincing. I placed on the finishing touch; the rainbow coloured curly afro I bought from a custome store and then admired my hard work.
This took me over an hour, the scare better be a good one- I know, I'm a terrible big sister aren't I, but at least give me some credit for expediting my baby siblings' mental growth, facing our fears is all part of growing up, they are a year older and it must show.
