he forced out, fighting back the throbbing erection that longed to sink inside of her softness. Damn , he thought, I should apply for sainthood!
“Don’t you want me?” she asked sexily, her violet eyes still wet from tears, but filled with longing.
“You have no idea how much. Dear Lord, you have no idea. But, now is not the right time. This little girl thing… why?”
“Until this moment, I didn’t know what it felt like to be a big girl. I’m not lying to you, Lance. I’ve always been a child until you… you woke up this other thing. It scares me. It’s too hard. I’m so confused,” she began to cry again, hiding under his chin.
He gently kissed her forehead. “Then stay a child. It becomes you.”
“Will I be allowed to grow up and be with you?”
“One day. But now, there are things that need to be taken care of. I need to know where you are from and what happened to you. I’m seeing you grow mentally day by day and it’s confusing me. I’m not the type of man who does well with unanswered questions.”
“I don’t remember having a life until you found me,” she paused, her face leaning against his shoulder as she shifted gingerly on her aching behind. “Everything seems so new and different, like I’ve never seen it before.”
“Let’s not dwell on that right now. Bottom sting?”
“Yes, Lance,” she said shamefully.
“I really liked you calling me Daddy.” Lance said quietly, holding her closely.
“I like it too. I’ll try to be good. Sometimes, I just do things that I can’t stop right away.”
“Were you able to control your actions this morning?”
“Yes, Sir, I think so. I don’t know. I really hate doctors.”
“You paid the price for your naughty behavior, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Sir,” Noelle rubbed her bottom with a sniffle, reaching for Bunny and holding it tightly against her.
“Was it worth it?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Maybe next time you’ll make a better choice. I still need to check you out and get that blood sample… Noelle?”
She suddenly jumped from him. “No! No needles. They hurt!” her little girl voice squealed.
“Ok, this back and forth thing is going to drive me insane. Where did my big girl go? I need you to help me and cooperate. It will help us find out where you’ve been or where you might have been going. I’ll be gentle, I promise. You need to trust me.”
“But they hurt!”
“Let Daddy take care of you. Please. Then we need to apologize to Kathy.”
“But…”
“Isn’t yours sore enough right now? Or do I need to reinforce myself?’ Lance asked sternly. “Come sit down. Carefully. There’s my girl. Look away… I’m pretty good at this.” Noelle squeezed her eyes shut as he drew her blood. He popped off the tourniquet and then removed the needle before kissing her temple. “That’s a good girl. I didn’t hurt you now, did I?”
“Not as bad as the spanking,” she admitted, watching him put a band-aid on her arm, followed by the wrap and a kiss on the spot. “I’m sorry I’m such a bad girl, Daddy.” There it was. With Bunny in her arms and a little pout to her lower lip, she had slipped back into the role of child so naturally he didn’t know it was coming. He wondered if she had a touch of schizophrenia, yet she was unlike any of such cases he had ever dealt with.
“Noelle? Do you know that you go back and forth between being a big girl and a little one? Is it something you can control?”
“I don’t know, Daddy. If I try real hard, I think I can be a big girl, but it makes me too tired.”
“Ok, right now, don’t think about it. We’ll let things happen and see where they go. I’m just afraid that you may have had some damage that I didn’t detect after you were hit on the head.”
“I didn’t get hit on the head. I fell down.”
“Fell down? You told me you fell after the men yelled at you and you were shot.”
“Yes, Daddy. But I fell down before and hit my head on something
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