Later that night, I sat her down to talk with her about earlier. It was dripping blood. Anal sex I try so hard to keep it down, but it starts to become erect from the water. I walk in, to see the bath already running. I feel a strange feeling as I stare at her naked body. She screams with happiness. I was forced out of my old job, because I couldnt show up to work from being so brought down and depressed. “So, daddy got you something.” I say with a smile. I went to her school at 1:15 like always, happy to pick her up on a marvulous Friday. “Sit still baby.” I say as I gently drip water into the wound, making her wince. “Its nothing..” she says as she pushes my hand away. I was able to push past the depression and tragicness of the death of my wife, and managed to get back on my feet. Sorry it is short! Since my wife’s passing, I became a tragic wreck. I payed my bills on time, got her into a nice new school, and even had
