Page 17 of Saving Little Jenna
"Before we leave, I'd like to ask one important question," I said and she immediately stiffened. "Don't worry, it isn't a hard one. What would you like to do for work one day? Of course, you'd have to heal first and you haven't even begun, but it's good to make up your mind well in advance."
She bobbed her head up and down. "I agree, Daddy. But I haven't a clue. I was homeschooled but my parents abruptly ended my education halfway through. I was curious about the outside world and getting educated was only increasing my curiosity. They probably knew the more curious I became of the outside world, the more I'd want to escape. As long as I'd get to work with people, I'd be happy in any kind of job. It's such a conundrum, though. Working with people, I mean. On one hand, there's this innate desire to be social, have friends, and get to know people. But on the other hand, I'm so scared of strangers because I haven't been socialized. Anyway, who would want to hire me without a degree?"
Just what kind of parents were they? Every day I learned something new about Jenna and it was beginning to look like her parents were monsters.
I nodded. "I see. John’s boy, Michael, would be thrilled to be your friend. He's always thrilled about making Little friends. He'd be your first friend, I suppose. You'll see talking to strangers isn't as scary as you think. If you're still curious about the world, you should finish your education. If you'd rather work, my company's always looking for interns. I could make a few calls and see which departments would be a good fit. You'd get in, no problem."
"Whoa!" Her eyes widened as she made an o with her mouth. "Working in an office? That'd be so cool! You'd do that for me?"
"Of course, sweetheart," I said. "You'd look hot in office attire. As your boss, you'd have to obey my every command."
"Boss Daddy!" She giggled and then burst out into laughter. "That's what I'd have to call you then."
The possibility was quite arousing. Office sex was such a no-no, it’d be thrilling to break the rules on a daily basis.
Chapter 7: Jenna
The date last night at the restaurant had gone far better than I expected. It was so thoughtful of Clark to reserve the entire restaurant for just the two of us. It showed that he took my needs into consideration.
Now when I woke up early in the morning, I walked over to Clark's room. The door was open and he was still sleeping. He looked like a million bucks even with messy hair and boxer shorts. I tried not to let my gaze wander down to his crotch. Instead, I took in the sight of his broad shoulders, muscular chest, hard abs, and big biceps.
Just when I was about to turn around and leave, he spoke quietly with his eyes still closed, startling me. "Staring at me sleep? Come here and have a closer look."
"I was just checking if you were awake yet, Daddy." I stepped in and took a seat on the empty side of the bed.
I felt giddy with excitement at how unreal it felt to call him Daddy.
"If you say so, sweetheart," he said with a laugh and opened his eyes. "God, I can never get used to hearing you call me Daddy. It gives me such joy."
"Me too," I said with a smile. "Last night was perfect, Daddy. It was the best first date a girl could ever have."
"Well," he said with an evil grin. "It could've ended far better."
"Oh, how so?" I asked, wondering if he wanted us to make love last night.
"It should've ended in tickles!"
"Tickles, Daddy?" I asked, confused.
"Yes, tickles!"
In one swift motion, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me onto him. Before I knew what was happening, he had me pinned against the bed, his bare muscular body pressed up against mine. I liked where this was going, but then I realized he said something about tickles.
Soon his hands were on my tummy and he began tickling me. I shook my head as I begged him to stop, all while laughing hysterically. Daddy was ruthless and my pleading only made him tickle me harder. When he stopped, tears formed in my eyes as I gasped for air.
"That's how it should've ended!" He said with a wry smile.
"You're so silly, Daddy." I wiped the tears in my eyes as he got off me. "I've never laughed so much in my life!"
"Well," he said proudly. "Won't be the last time you laugh so hard, Little one. When you least expect it, I shall attack you with tickles."
He moved his fingers towards my tummy again, causing me to squeal in anticipation. When he just gently tapped my tummy instead, I burst out into laughter. My daddy truly was so silly. All this silliness put me in a relaxed state of mind and I couldn't help but regress. I put a thumb in my mouth and began sucking on it.
"How do you want to start the day?" He asked, offering a hand and helping me up. "Breakfast in bed or a bath?"
When I shrugged, he knew I was having a hard time making decisions in my Little headspace. He scooped me up in his arms as I continued sucking on my thumb. I cooed feeling the warmth of his strong body. I had never felt so safe and cared for in my entire life.
Stepping into the bathroom, he put me down onto the floor and ran a bath. "Let's get you undressed first."
