Sweetheart goes to meet Daddy’s friends and learns that some icebreakers are considerably more awkward than the name game.
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Sweetheart heard that girl down the block played kind of rough.
But Daddy said it was just rude to turn down an invitation.
Sweetheart says she always comports herself like a lady.
But Daddy says some of their phone conversations provide evidence to the contrary.
Don’t underestimate the power of “well, I ‘unno, Daddy.”
A while ago, Craftsmate and I were in bed together, spooning, when the topic of the whole Daddy/little dynamic came up. He’s not into it at all. While he respects the fact that I like it, he just doesn’t understand it.
“I spoke to Penthouse about it,” he said, “and he said it kind of added a dimension of guidance to the normal dynamic. Like a protection thing. And it makes me think that you feel like I can’t protect you.”
I felt my stomach turn over. It’s not like that at all, it’s a classic case of the way we sometimes interpret things in wildly different ways. We joke that we’re the same Myers-Briggs type, but there are some moments where we don’t connect and some signals get crossed.
And while Craftsmate told me the other day that he is completely at peace with the whole thing now and is totally fine with it, it still stings that he thought I felt that way.
Sweetheart, they’re not laughing at you. They’re laughing with you.
“I thought you said you were feeling brazen, Sweetheart. Maybe you just flew a little too close to the sun.”
