.." She snorted helplessly again,then began to laugh again. The women held on to each other for support. Carolyn shouted deliriously, "It's not li...e it seems!" They were institches. "We can...Ohhh, we can explain!" They were both weak withmerriment at the absurdity of it all. Bill slammed his newspaper down and found his voice. He hit the wallwith his fist. "This is...sick!" he was livid with rage. The woman and thegirl tried to gather their wits. This was serious. Bill took a. You can tell them you'll think about it? I knew Daddy wouldn't go on that trip. He's declined trips like that with his own friends. But I still needed him to keep an open mind about letting me go with them.I was a bit nervous all day, that my dad would change his mind and back out of our dinner plans. But when I got home from school, I found Daddy in a good mood. He asked me lots of questions about what he should wear, what CJ's parents were like, if he should bring wine or something. I took it. I bite my lips as I watch him walk in the room. I know with the way I look, his eyes will be on me soon; I wait.Slowly, his eyes move around the room taking in the deep green color on the wall. I can see his eyes brightening with lust as he looks along the wall. The whips, chains, and paddles hang along the right side of the door. I know he will soon look my way. I look down at the floor, standing tall.He likes to have me dressed when we go into this room. He says it is sexier to be able to. I understand why he wants us to function otherwise for a good part of the time. This way we will develop a relationship more akin to a husband and wife, rather than Father and child. I am glad he is thinking not only about his role in relation to what some people would see as my abnormalities but about the ways in which we get to know and accept each other as the people we are.I accept that I am abnormally submissive and that being treated in that way turns me on. I also know that sex for me.