Did I say she was mature? Whoops. "Daddyyyy, come oooon! I was waiting all day at school for this! I have to give you your Afternoon Kiss!"I sigh. "Ok...y, okay, I'm almost done." I'm waiting in here!" she takes a seat in one of the nearby chairs."Fine, just be quiet!" I won't say a word, Daddy."I'm glad. If there's one thing my daughter does, it's keep her word.It's been a few minutes, and as she promised, she's kept quiet. It's a bit strange not knowing what she's doing, but from seeing her. ” Being here is foolish… risking our lives every day is foolish. But my cock disagrees. It craves this high and her lunatic attitude drives me insane. And her hair... I just want to wrap it around my fist and… As we raid the collapsing building part of me thinks, fuck that bomb, just drag her into one of these decaying rooms. I know she’d be up for it, she’d let me know in no uncertain terms by rubbing my hard-on while we detonated WW2 warheads in situ. “It’s ok,” she’d said suggestively. Shifting from one foot to the next and rubbing his hands together he seemed to debate what he should do. He started to leave the room, then switched directions and settled himself on the couch next to her. “I understand you’re nervous. You’re not from around here. You don’t get that this happens all the time. I can’t even count how many hurricanes I’ve lived through. LIVED through. And this one is minor. It will be ok, I promise.” Melissa nodded through her tears but continued to sob. “Do you. “I’m not used to voices telling me to ‘Beware’,” I bemoaned.“I don’t recall anyone using quite that language,” Allison replied archly.“No, you didn’t. Still, when I felt the surprise my first thought was to protect all of you.”“From what, a magic fist which flies through your head to strike us several feet behind you?” She was busy hamming it up now that she had an audience and knew all the danger was long past. I didn’t let it get to me, knowing we each needed this level of teasing to help.