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 Summary: Hal decides to help his wife Janis fold the laundry.  In doing so,
he discovers an article of clothing that makes him see his daughter Natalie
in a whole new light.  This leads to think of her in a way he never had
before.  And when she finds out how Daddy is now looking her, she finds she
warms up to his new feelings in a big way.

   This story is completely fictional and intended for adults only.

   Send feedback to: daddyoh@playful.com

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Story: Laundry Did Me In by DaddyOh (Mf, inc, cons, first) (July 2008)
It serves me right for trying to be a good guy.  Janis and I keep a
pretty good balance doing what needs to be done around the house.  She does
a lot of the shopping, I do most of the cooking.  She buys the kids'

clothes, we both do yard work together and so on.

   Another of the things Janis usually handles pretty much on her own is
the laundry.  But one day recently I found myself caught-up on everything I
was supposed to do around the house and without anything to watch or do. 
So, I offered to help Janis fold clothes.  She of course was delighted at
my offer and she readily accepted.

   Our house is one of those built with the modern notion that laundry
rooms belong upstairs instead of in the basement, which is pretty handy,
really.  I know Janis likes that she can keep the dirty clothes right down
the hall from the bathrooms and bedrooms.  And when it comes time for
putting things away, she doesn't need to lug baskets of clean clothes
upstairs just to drag dirty laundry back down again.

   So there were were, folding clothes together.  I could tell Jan got a
kick out of me helping with this chore as well as the fact that the two of
us were having a joint activity, which was fine with me too.  And to he
honest, even though I genuinely wanted to help, I also hoped that my good
deed would not go unrewarded in bed that night!  That's exactly what was on
my mind when I reached into the basket for the next item that needed
folding and pulled out what appeared to be a super sexy black and red lace
thong.

   "Whoa," I exclaimed with a grin.  "When did you get this naughty little
thing and why don't I remember seeing you in it?"

   "Umm..." Janis said with a smirk.  "Honey, you might want to give that
to me"

   "Why?" I asked.  "This is so sexy.  Really...when did you get it?"

   "It's not mine, Hal," she said.

   "What do you mean it's not yours?" I asked.  "Whose could it be then?"

   "It's your daughter's," Janis said.  She saw a look of horror spring to
my face as I dropped the thong back into the basket.  Then she burst out
laughing.

   "Get out of here!" I exclaimed.  "That does not belong to Natalie!"
Janis's laughter turned into a big grin and she nodded her head.  "Natalie
wears this?  And you know about it?  And you let her?"

   "Hal," Jan said, "You don't have a clue.  She's been wearing those for
months.  All of her friends wear them too.  Where do you think she got the
idea?"

   "Well, I don't know where she...but...," I paused.  "Nat's friends wear
thongs?  Really?" Suddenly my mind flashed to a half dozen of my daughter's
friends whom I had been struggling to not think of sexually.  I figured
that thinking about them that way, at their age would surely make me a
pervert.  But there was no denying how their bodies were developing.  They
knew it and I knew it.  "Who wears them?" I flipped through my mental
rolodex picturing some of the cutest of the girls wearing panties like
these.

   "Trust me, Honey," Janis said.  "They all do.  Haven't you ever
picked-up Natalie's camera and scrolled through her pictures?"

   "No, why?" I asked.

   "Well if you did, you wouldn't be surprised at the thong," she said. 
"They've been taking pictures of themselves and each other for at least a
year.  Half the time they're vamping for the camera, or the mirror.  Lately
they have their thongs sticking out of the top of their low cut jeans or
they have their shirts half open to show their bras.  It's just what they
do for fun."

   "Fun," I said.  "This is what you call fun?  Our little girl wearing
sleazy thongs and taking pictures of it?"

   "Oh relax!" Janis chided me.  "They ARE just having fun.  I really don't
think they show the pictures to anyone but the other girls.  They're just
experimenting with being sexy."

   "And, everybody's O.K.  with this?" I asked.  "It doesn't concern you at
all?" As I said this, I reached back into the basked and picked up the
black and red item again to survey it a bit more.

   "Not a bit, Hal," was Jan's reply.  "They're all growing up and they
want to try things out." She smirked at me again.  "Wait until she asks you
about getting her belly-button pierced."

   "Well..." I searched my brain for something intelligent to say and came
up empty, then what she had just said registered.  "Wait a minute...what?
Are you kidding me?  No way!" Janis just looked me and laughed at my
cluelessness.  "Well I don't have to like any of this!  And she's not
getting anything pierced beyond her ears!" That was the best I could do. 
Janis chuckled at me some more, then went back to folding.

   That was enough laundry for me for one day.  It served me right, I
thought, for wanting to help with something that really wasn't in my area
of expertise.  Then I wondered if I meant laundry or teen girls.  I
concluded that both were outside my realm of understanding.  Thankfully
Natalie was at gymnastics practice because I don't think I could have faced
her just then, having just left her sexy black and red thong in a basket in
the laundry room.

   As I passed by Nat's room I couldn't help but notice that her digital
camera was sitting on her desk.  I immediately remembered what Janis had
said about the pictures Natalie and her friends took.  I knew I shouldn't
go in my daughter's room and touch her things without asking.  On the other
hand, she shows no hesitation about going in my office to get my camera, or
computer, or whatever else she wants to put her hands on in a given moment.
Armed with that rationale (and the knowledge that Natalie was out and Janis
was busy folding clothes down the hall), I entered the room and picked up
the camera.

   I sat down on the edge of my Natalie's bed and turned the camera on. 
Within a few seconds the screen on the back came to life and I was greeted
with a close-up of my daughter's best goofy, smiling face, hamming for the
lens.  Naive as I may have been, I was aware that for several years Nat and
her friends had gotten into taking lots of pictures of themselves making
various crazy faces and wearing a variety of silly clothes.  This is
exactly what I saw as I scrolled though the images.  My daughter and her
friends acting silly.  I didn't kinow what Janis had seen, but it sure
wasn't...

   Before I could finish the thought, I got another shot of the red and
black thong.  Only this time it wasn't in the laundry basket.  It was on my
daughter.  The picture I was viewing showed Natalie in her bathroom wearing
the hot thong I had just seen (and had held in my hand).  She had on a
camisole top that as far as I could tell didn't have a bra underneath.  But
it was definitely the thong.  I could tell because she didn't have anything
else on the bottom but that.  She was turned sideways to the mirror,
thrusting her hip forward for the picture.  I couldn't really see her
behind, but I had never seen my daughter like this at all.  Did she really
look sexy to me?  Damn!

   I scrolled ahead to see more similar pics.  Then came an image of a
couple of her friends, both of which have tapped into my sexual perversity.
I can't believe how these girls, whom I've known since first grade, have
blossomed in the last year.  I know I shouldn't think about them in the way
I do, but they look so amazing!  In this picture, the two friends of
Natalie were in jeans, but they had their shirts pulled up, revealing their
bras.  I had seen them in bikinis many times, but never looking like this.
They had a "this is for you" look that girls their age shouldn't have.  But
boy did I enjoy it!  In the next pic they had unzipped their jeans and
begun to pull them down.  One of them was wearing white panties with pink
flowers.  The other appeared to be wearing Natalie's black thong.

   For some reason my heart skipped a beat when I saw that thong on one of
my daughter's sexy friends.  Seeing it on Nat, then on one of her friends
gave me visions of two or three of them undressing together, sharing bras
and panties for their pictures.  I found the thought was a major surprise
turn-on.  As I went through the rest of the pictures, I saw more of the
same.  And the effect they were having on me (in my pants, that is) was
increasing.  I kept seeing that black and red thong on Natalie and on
various friends.  And I kept thinking that I had just held it in my hand.
Eventually I did see an image of Natalie's ass in the thong.  She had
turned her back to the mirror and taken the picture over her shoulder. 
Wow.

   I was blown away when I suddenly wished I had the thong in my hand right
then, because I would have wrapped it around my dick and jerked off in it.
That thought was too much for me to handle and I put the camera back where
it was and left the room.  I chose not to go back and help finish the
laundry at that time.

   I have to admit I was almost sorry when an hour later, Janis said she
was going out to work in her garden for a while.  Actually, I was glad, but
also not so glad (very conflicted, actually).  The truth is that I hadn't
been able to stop thinking about that thong.  How sexy it was.  How hot it
looked on my daughter's friends, and how hot it looked when my daughter was
wearing it.  I kept picturing Natalie's adorable ass turned toward the
mirror with the black fabric heading up out of her crack, turning into a
black and red triangle, then heading in a strip around either side of her
waist.  The part of me that didn't want Janis going out of the house knew
what I was going to do once she did.

   I heard Jan close the outside door, then I heard the garage door open,
the clear sign that she had gone outside.  I knew I would know when she was
coming back in, because she always closed the garage door again when she
did.

   Before I went to the laundry room, I went back to Natalie's bedroom.  I
wanted another look at those pictures.  They were even better the second
time.  My daughter looked sexier in each one.  Those big brown eyes, that
pouty mouth.  Damn!  Natalie was all of a sudden very hot looking to me!

   I spent ten minues looking at the pictures, more carefully than I had
the first time.  It did the trick.  An hour before, I had been horrified at
the thought that I held my daughter's sexy thong in my hand.  Now my
desires had obliterated the horror and replaced it with thrill.  I still
knew it was really, really bad, but the combo of the thong and the pics had
gotten me very horny and I couldn't wait another minute to see if my
laundry assistance would pay off.  Besides, I knew exactly what I wanted in
that moment.

   I once again replaced the camera on Natalie's desk.  Neither she nor her
mother would be any the wiser.  I peeked out the window to make sure Janis
was occupied.  Sure enough, she was at the far end of the yard, on her
knees in front of a flower bed.  I felt sure that no disturbances would be
forthcoming, so back to the laundry room I went.

   Janis had folded Natalie's clothes, but not put them away.  The closer I
got to her basket, which I identified by her school gymnastics t-shirt on
the top, the more of a rush I felt run through me.  As I carefully lifted
up articles of my daughter's clothing, seeking my prize, I could feel my
cock stiffen and tingle.  I couldn't remember when I had felt this
turned-on.  Then, there it was.  The item that had pushed me over the edge
from normal, married dad to horny pervert!  (I didn't take being a pervert
take all that seriously.  In fact the thought made me laugh.  Of course, I
knew I would NEVER really do any of the things I was fantasizing about!)

   I pulled the thong out of the basket and held it up to my face.  I felt
a combination of the slightly rough, lacy black material combined with the
silky red.  It had been washed, so it didn't really smell of Natalie, but I
think if it had, I really would have felt like a horny, dirty old man. 
Gotta start somewhere, I guess!  My dick was rock hard now and the feeling
of the thong on my face made a bit of precum ooze out of the tip.  I
couldn't wait any longer to make contact between my daughter's sexy
underwear and my erection.  I rubbed the thong on the bulge in my pants and
moved to unzip my fly and release my cock.

   "Daddy!" Natalie said from the doorway.  "What are you doing?" I thought
my heart had skipped a beat earlier.  Seeing Nat in the doorway made it
feel as though it had stopped altogether.  I was frozen, staring at her,
thong in hand.  When I realized that it was still pressed against the bulge
in my pants, I pulled it away.  "What are you doing with my panties? 
Daddy!"

   "Honey, I...uhh...," I stammered.  "Wh-wh-what are you doing here?"
Apparently since Janis had opened the garage door, Natalie had come home
and entered without making much noise.  I wondered if she had any idea what
she almost caught me doing.

   "Dad," she said.  "I asked what you're doing with my panties." I guessed
she had some idea.

   "Uh...well Honey," I said, attempting normalcy, "I wanted to talk to you
about these.  I was helping your mother with the laundry and came across
your latest choice in undergarments.  And I don't think it's at all
appropriate for a girl your age." I thought I had made a nice recovery.  I
figured that I was right in thinking she hadn't seen what I was doing.

   "Daddy!" she said in a slightly pleading, slightly annoyed voice.  "It's
just a thong!  All my friends wear them!"

   "So I saw in your camera!" I said, immediately wishing I hadn't.

   "My camera?" She said.  "What were you doing with my camera?"

   "I...umm...," more stammering.  "Uh, your mother told me that you and
your friends took pictures of each other.  I was passing by your room and
saw your camera, so I thought I should check.  And it's a good thing I
did!" I figured if I sounded parental I could take control of the
situation.

   "O.K.," Natalie replied.  "Then how come you were rubbing my thong
against your pants?" I opened my mouth like an idiot, but nothing came out.
"Why were you doing that, Daddy?"

   "Natalie, I...I don't know, I...," I mumbled.  "Honey, it just...I
just..."

   "Did you like the pictures?" she asked, seeing that I wasn't having much
luck getting words out.

   "Yes, Honey," I said.  "Very much."

   "Really?" she said, not seeming angry or offended.  "Did you see me in
that thong?"

   "Yes, I did," I said.  "And you looked really, really good."

   "But, Daddy," she said, "I thought you said it was inappropriate."

   "Well, Nat, you're uh...really too young to..." more articulate
speech...NOT.  "Oh, Honey.  It does seem inappropriate that you and your
friends are wearing things like this.  But I'll be honest and tell you that
after I saw the thong, I really wanted to see you wearing it.  I don't know
why.  But Mom did tell me you and your friends took pictures, so I got your
camera and look at them."

   "So, you liked 'em?" Natalie asked.

   "Yes, Nat," I said.  "I admit I liked them a lot."

   "Daddy..." she said.  "Did they get you...excited?"

   "Natalie, Honey," I said, "I really shouldn't..."

   "Tell me, Daddy," she said, seeming slightly impatient.

   "O.K.," I said.  "Yes...excited."

   "Like, horny?" she asked.

   "Nat," I said.  "I can't talk about that.  You especially shouldn't talk
about that, especially with me!"

   "Daddy," Natalie said, "You were rubbing my thong on your pants." She
had seen after all.  "And your pants are bulging."

   "Honey," I said, "Stop this, now."

   "Did it really make you horny?" she asked.  "Did I make you horny?" She
seemed to be getting enjoyment from this.  "Like, me and my thong gave you
a hard-on?  Is that why you were rubbing yourself with it?" I had no idea
what to do except be honest.

   "Nat," I began, "It was totally wrong and inappropriate.  But yes, I
started thinking about you.  And when I saw the pictures...I got a hard-on.
So I waited until Mom went outside and I got your thong to...to rub on it."

   "By the way," Natalie said.  "I saw Mom when I came and she said she was
walking over to Mrs.  Green's for a while." Apparently Nat and I were
really alone.  Was that good or bad?  "So, can I see it?"

   "I...umm, can you see what?" I asked.

   "Your hard-on," Natalie replied, as if she were asking me to pass her a
napkin at dinner.

   "What?" I replied.  "What are you talking about?"

   "I want to see it, Dad," she said.  "Will you show me?  Please?  Show me
what you were going to do, with my thong."

   "Nat!" I said.  "I can't do that!"

   "Daddy," she replied.  "I've seen lots of them on the Internet. 
Hard-ones, I mean.  But I wanna see one in person.  I wanna see yours.  I
made you horny, so I should get to see it."

   My shame and embarrassment were fading and my perverted side was taking
over.  Only this time I thought I really was a pervert for doing what I was
considering doing.  How could I take my dick out in front of my daughter?
And at her age.  But she was the one who made me so horny.  And she was
asking to see it.  I thought maybe it would be a little harmless
experiment. I could show it to her and she would know what one looked like.
It would make her less curious to see anyone else's for a while.

   "If I do that, you have to promise you won't tell anyone," I said.

   "I swear, Dad," she said very seriously.  "I won't say a word." Still
thinking that I must be cracked in the head, I began to do what she asked,
what I was about to do before she walked in.  I was still holding the thong
in one hand.  And with the other, I reached for my fly and pulled it down.
Nat was staring intently, as though she was watching puppies being born.  I
reached into my pants, over my briefs, and pulled my still hard dick out. I
tucked the band of the briefs under my balls, so they stuck out a bit as
well and my penis pointed up slightly.

   "Wow!" Natalie said.  "It's so cool, Daddy." She seemed genuinely
fascinated.  She moved forward and I thought she was going to try and touch
it.  I didn't know that I was ready for that.  Then she looked up at me. 
"You just have to ask me, you know."

   "What do you mean, Honey?" I asked.

   "You just have to ask, if you want to see my panties," she replied. 
"I'll show you anytime you want." I didn't know what to say.

   "Really?" was the best I could come up with.  She nodded, still staring
at me.  I stared right back.  Before I knew what was happening, she was
dropping her pants.  I guess she meant anytime.  She turned to show me that
she had on another thong.  This one was bright blue.  Only one color, no
lace this time.  But it looked as good as the first one.  And her ass
looked better than it did in the picture.  My cock twitched visibly, which
she saw over her shoulder.  She turned back to face me.

   "Can I touch it?" she asked.  I opened my mouth to protest, but no words
came.  "I want to touch it, Daddy." She took a step forward and without
waiting for any protest, she took my cock in her hand.  "Oh, Daddy...it's
warm and hard." She grasped it with her hand and squeezed gently, then
moved in to take a closer look.  She then took the thong from my other hand
and rubbed it against my erection.  "Is this what you were going to do with
my thong, Dad?"

   "Yes, Nat," I whispered.  "That's what I was going to do."

   "Do you play with it a lot?  Your cock?" she asked as she wrapped the
thong around my dick and squeezed some more.  I got another rush from
hearing her say "cock".

   "Um...I don't know," I said.  "Maybe."

   "It's not as big as the ones I've seen on line," she said innocently,
which made me chuckle.

   "No, I'm sure it's not," I replied.  "I know it's not all that big."

   "But that's O.K., Daddy," she said.  "I don't think one of those great
big ones would fit inside me." What did she say?  Did she say what I
thought she did?

   "What do you mean, Natalie?" I said, barely above a whisper.

   "Well," she said more softly, "I made you horny.  You said so.  And I
know that when a boy gets horny, his penis gets hard, like yours did.  And
I know that horny means you want to have sex...with the person who made you
horny.  Isn't that right?" I nodded to my daughter as she stroked her thong
on my cock and looked me in the eyes.  "Don't you want to put this inside
me, Daddy?" She got down on her knees, slid the thong back and put her lips
against the glans of my cock.  A huge charge shot through my entire body
and my balls felt like they were burning.

   "Oooohhh...Natalie...is...is that what you want, Honey?" I asked softly.
She then moved my dick into her mouth tentatively.  I could tell that she
wanted to, but also that she had never done this before.  She looked up at
me to make sure she was doing it right.  "Do you want Daddy to put his cock
inside you, Nat?"

   "MMm-hmm," she murmered, my dick keeping her from forming the words
aloud.  She then slipped it out.  "Have you thought about putting it inside
me, Dad?" Thankfully, she put it back into her mouth immediately.

   "Until I saw your thong and thought about you in it," I said, "I had
never thought about you like that, Sweetheart.  But since this afternoon,
I've thought about it a lot...OOOhhhh that feels soooo good, Nat Baby." She
took it out again.  She uttered a single word and I knew just what she
meant by it.

   "Where?" she asked.

   I pulled her to her feet and picked her up in my arms, pulling her in
for a kiss.  I kicked her pants along as I carried her down the hall to her
room.  Just in case Jan came back early, I didn't want her to find Nat's
pants sitting lonely in the laundry room with neither of us to be found.  I
carried my little girl to her bedroom, then inside.  I shut the door with
my foot, then laid her down on her bed.

   "Are you sure you want this, Natalie?" I asked.

   "Yes Daddy," she replied.  "I really want you to put your cock inside
me."

   I put my hands on my daughter's hips and grasped the adorable blue thong
she now had on.  She instinctively lifted her hips up as I pulled it from
her waist.  I now saw her pussy for the first time in many years.  I didn't
think it should be bald.  I knew she had gotten her period and that she had
shaved her legs and underarms.  But there lay her beautiful, bald cunt.

   "Why don't you have any hair, Nat Honey?" I asked.

   "I shave it, Dad," she replied.  So it won't stick out from under under
my thong." That seemed reasonable.  While I wanted desperately to bury my
face in that amazing little pussy and keep it there for hours, I was aware
that while we probably had at least a little time, Janis was only at the
neighbor's house.  I hoped I would have other chances to explore my
daughter between her legs and otherwise.  But at the very least, I had to
make sure she was wet enough for what I was about to do, so I briefly
kissed her vulva and slid my tongue inside her slit just a little.  It was
very, very wet.  She moaned aloud.

   "Are you ready for this, Nat Baby?" I said as I dropped my pants to the
floor and pulled my shorts down as well.

   "Yes, Daddy," she said.  "Please put your hard-on inside me." She spread
her legs wide to invite me in.  I moved toward her and began to get in
position over her.  I held my very hard prick in my hand and rubbed the
head gently on her pussy.  I felt the warm wetness of her own horniness as
I slid it up and down.  I knew that gymnastics had taken care of her hymen
at least a year earlier, for which I was now very thankful.

   "Put your cock in me, Daddy," Natalie said, sounding very serious and a
bit urgent.  "I want it, Daddy, in my pussy...pleeeaaaassseee." This was
exactly what I wanted as well.  So I found her little hole and slowly but
surely entered my daughter.  "Ooohhh, Daddy!  It feels sooooo good." I was
in an inch, then another.

   "Oh Natalie, My Honey," I said.  "You're so wonderful, Baby.  You feel
sooo good to me." I entered another inch.  Her pussy was tight, but it was
very wet and for once I was greatful that I was not overly well endowed. 
Another inch and I was nearing full penetration.

   "It feels good Dad," Natalie said.  "Give me all of your cock, please?"
I slid my hands down my daughter's beautiful thighs and grasped her hips as
I made the final thrust of my cock inside her cunt.  "OOOOhhhhhhh,
yessssssss....ahhhh...ahhhhh, Dadddyyyyyy..."

   I was fucking my adorable daughter.  Not too long before that moment, I
had really never thought of her sexually.  Then the shock of finding that
she was wearing a sexy thong grabbed me by the balls and wouldn't let go.
Then seeing the pictures of her actually wearing it, her beautiful ass, not
to mention her hot friends really got me going.  But not only did I end up
with that thong wrapped around my dick, my daughter was the one holding it
there.  And if that wasn't enough, she wanted me inside of her.

   "Oh, Baby," I whispered to her.  "I love you so much." I was thrusting
in and out of her slowly but firmly, holding and caressing her hips as I
fucked her.

   "I love you too, Daddy," she said in return.  Without me requesting it,
Natalie lifted her shirt to expose her budding breasts.  She apparently had
not put a bra on again after practice.  I leaned down and kissed her tits
eagerly as I fucked her harder, but not too hard for her first time. 
"OOohhhh, Daddyyyyy...fuck me!  Fuck meeeeeee,
Daddyyyyy...yesssss...ahh...ahhh...ahhh...ahhhhhhhh....oooooooohhhhhhh..."

   "Daddy's gonna cum soon, Nat Sweetie," I said.  Between my extreme
horniness and the overall pervertedness of all this, along with the
tightness of her pussy, I was surprised I lasted that long.  I had planned
to ask where I should do it, where I should cum, not knowing if she would
have any clue how to answer.  Apparently she knew what she wanted.

   "Shoot it inside me, Daddy," Natalie said.  "Shoot your semen inside my
pussy."

   "Are you sure, Baby?" I asked.  "You know, you could get pregnant,
right?"

   "I know, Daddy," Natalie said.  "I wouldn't mind having your baby inside
me.  It's O.K.  if that happens.  Cum inside me, please Daddy?" I don't
know what words could possibly have been more exciting to hear.  My cock
began twitching and spasming and I knew I was about to fulfill her wish,
and mine, by unloading my balls into her tight little pussy.

   "Oh...Nat...Baby...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed, making
deep thrusts into her.  "Oh, my Sweet Natalie...OOohhhhh...I'm cumming in
you, Baby...  Oh Daddy's cumming in your pussy sweet
Baby....yessss...yesssss, oooohhhh...yesss...yesss Baby,
yessssss...OOOOOOooohhhhhhhh." I held her hips tightly as I thrust all the
way in, feeling my dick pressing firmly against her cervix, clearly fully
penetrating her little hole.  I kissed her tits, then her neck and face as
my orgasm subsided.  I knew she felt really good and she moaned steadily,
but I didn't think she came.  Once again, I hoped I would have other
chances to make that happen.

   "I guess my thong really did get you horny, huh Dad?" she asked me
sweetly.

   "Oh Natalie," I whispered, "It was you that got me horny.  But yes,
thinking about your sweet little butt in that thong got me started."

   "I'm glad it did, Daddy," she replied.

   "I think I just might have to help Mom with laundry more often," I said.

   "Good, Daddy," Natalie said.  "I have some other things I can put in the
wash that should get you just as horny." She paused to think for a moment.
"Daddy, can I get my belly-button pierced?"

   "Natalie," I replied.  "If you keep making Daddy so happy like you did
today, you can probably get anything you want pierced!  I kissed my
daughter's sweet mouth as we laughed together.

   The End
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