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“Like you not being able to get it up again?” she teased.

“Are you calling me old? I’m only two years older than you.”

“Two years is a lot for some people.”

“Brat.” He lightly spanked her bottom.

Margery giggled and closed her eyes. She loved this. Everything about this moment. It was absolutely perfect.

“Let’s go get cleaned up and then we can go to bed.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

MARGERY

Margery slowly started to wake up in Daddy’s arms. She’d had one of the best nights of her life. Not only did she sleep amazingly, the sex was out of this world.

“Morning, Little one. How are you feeling?” Daddy asked.

“Wonderful,” she replied.

“Not sore?”

Margery hadn’t moved from her spot, so she didn’t know whether she was sore or not. She honestly didn’t want to move and ruin the bliss she was in. But her bladder wasn’t having any of that. It was screaming at her in urgency.

“I don’t—” She squeezed her thighs and whimpered. The urge to pee was getting stronger, and she didn’t know if she was going to make it to the bathroom or not.

“What’s wrong, Little girl?” Daddy pushed himself so he was sitting.

“Pee. I don’t think I can make it,” she rushed out.

Alarm went across Daddy’s face. He quickly got up from the bed and picked her up. Margery couldn’t appreciate his naked body in this moment. The only thing on her mind was not wetting the bed. How embarrassing would that be?

Daddy placed her on the toilet. She didn’t even have time to ask him to leave before she was going. Her face turned bright red as she put her hands up, trying to cover her face. She could not believe she was peeing with Daddy in the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?”

Margery ignored him as she continued to go to the bathroom. She was not going to have this conversation while she was peeing.

“Little one, talk to Daddy. What’s wrong?” he asked seriously.

She heard him move around before his hands were touching hers, prying them slightly away from her face. Daddy was kneeling right in front of her.

“Talk to Daddy. What’s wrong? Daddy wants to know.”

“I’m peeing in front of you!”

How did he not see what she was seeing? She knew it was a normal bodily function, but it was still weird.

“And?”

“I’m peeing in front of you. I’m sitting on the toilet while you’re just standing here. I’m embarrassed that you heard me pee. I never thought I would be peeing in front of you. And here I am saying pee so many times.”

Daddy cupped her face with his hand. “Get used to it. Daddy is going to be in the bathroom with you when you pee.Nothing is coming between us. You can watch me pee if you want.”

While that sounded appealing, she wasn’t about to verbalize it. It wasn’t normal to want to watch another person pee. Or Margery didn’t think it was normal.

“Can I get off the toilet now?” she asked.

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