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“I hope so. We’re gonna name it Daddies Inn. It was going to be Daddy’s Inn at first, but then I decided that since all of Daddy’s friends were Daddies too, they should be included in the name.”

“Allof those men are Daddies?” I asked, incredulously.

She nodded. “All of them.”

“Wow!” I exclaimed.

“Lotsa wow,” she said. “They’re all so bossy! I can’t get away with nuffin!”

The whole table laughed and my tummy relaxed some. I was glad we were getting everything out in the open. Hopefully, we would leave dinner with full tummiesandfull hearts.

Chapter Eight

Elliot

Holding Tinsley close to my chest, I patted her diapered bottom as she took her bottle. “I’m so proud of you, Teenie.”

She raised an eyebrow at my comment, but didn’t say anything, probably because she didn’t want to let go of her bottle. “I’m proud of you for figuring out how to help us all communicate tonight. Papa and I didn’t know Tifton was a Daddy, or that he had lots of Daddy friends. I think he was nervous to tell us and we were a little nervous to ask.”

“Papa was a lot of nervous to ask,” Tyler said, coming to sit on the bed with us. He looked so sexy in his gray sweatpants.

“But you used your brain and your heart to help us and it was beautiful,” I added once I’d stopped admiring his muscled frame.

She smiled around the nipple of the bottle. Tyler reached over to stroke her cheek. “Why are you so cute?” he asked, playfully.

“Don’t get her hyped up before bed, Tyler,” I scolded.

“So cute,” he said, completely ignoring me.

Little giggles were already bubbling out of Tinsley’s chest.

“So cute that I feel like maybe…” he trailed off as he tapped his chin, “maybe I need to eat you.”

Pulling the bottle out of her mouth, I set in on the nightstand knowing what was going to ensue.

“No!” she squealed.

“Yes. I think that if you are that cute, you must be soooo tasty,” he said, drawing out his words.

“No! I’m not tasty! I’m Teenie,” she said, patting her chest in that exceptionally cute way of hers.

“I think I need to eat you right… here!” He said, pretending to take a bite of her arm. “And maybe right here,” he said, biting her belly this time.

She giggled and rolled around on the bed trying to escape him and despite me telling him not to hype her up, I wouldn’t deny them such sweet moments.

“Maybe here,” Tyler said as he nipped her booty.

“No! Not my butt, Papa!” she shrieked.

“Oh, yes. I think a booty cheek will be most delicious,” he said, nipping her again. “So tasty.”

“Which booty cheek tastes the best?” I asked.

“Hmmm, good question. I need to sample both.”

“No, they’re both the same amount of tasty!” Tinsley tried to crawl off the bed, but Tyler grabbed her ankle and dragged her back to him.

“Maybe I should check just to be sure.”

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