“You’ll have to learn to cope with the cravings, Roxanya. I don’t have time to mollycoddle you every time you ache for me.” “I ache for you, Daddy,” Clara moaned. “I ache to please you.” “So do I,” I said a little petulantly as the sound of Clara moving around on the bed filled the speaker for a moment. “Good. Then come and see me tonight,” he said, making my hopes lift a fraction as Clara started murmuring praises in a husky tone that made my skin prickle.
IM GONNA VOM
