“Now stop,” My Dad instructed, pulling the lolli back, leaving me to lick my lips.I thought I heard Daddy shuffling around then… maybe a zipper?...��Now open,” Daddy said pushing something against my lips again. The lollipop? It was wet like the loli daddy took from my mouth, but warm.I licked it. It didn't taste like cherries this time. It was salty… but sweet and addicting. I heard Daddy gasp.My tongue licked over and over, closing around the lolli, salt and cherry mingling in my mouth. Daddy. The City of Winds, yes ... and sudden, wildly inconvenient snowstorms in the middle of winter. I had been planning on flying out to tropical Fiji on a business convention for pharmacy assistants, all expenses paid there and back- but in my case, I was going to stay on a week longer. I'd been especially looking forward to soaking up the sun and enjoying some kava before returning to the icy grip of home.But no. We couldn't have that, could we? So out of nowhere had come a cold snap, followed by. I draped the cape over her shoulders and partially buttoned its front, leaving the buttons on the lower part undone.I took her down to the garage and helped her into the passenger seat of the car. The chain connecting her wrist cuffs was a perfect length, which allowed her to keep her hands by her sides, but did not let her lift them from the bucket seat. I buckled her seatbelt, started the car, and backed out of the garage.Once on the highway, I pushed the bottom of her cape open so that I had. I turned my back to the flow of water and let it run down the back of my neck for a couple of minutes before tilting my head back to get my hair wet.After a shampoo and a good wash, I felt invigorated enough to face the coming day. My sister had dried her hair and had gone back to her room to get dressed for school, leaving the door open to help dissipate the hot air and moisture of the room. I dried myself from the top of my head to the bottoms of my toes with a large, fluffy towel before.