That is how most people know me, even though it wasn’t actually my real name.But there was a time when she would call me Daddy Jack, and sometimes s...e would forget and still call me that.There had been other times in the past -- during especially playful or tender moments -- when she would simply call me Daddy.And again, there were times when she would forget she was now a “grown-up,” and still call me simply Daddy. Is there a more glorious word in the world than simply, “Daddy?”This was. .um I’m um looking to see if your my mum has any sexy underwear and clothes like my mum does and see if the look good on me” and I said “We were playing hide and seek and what you mean by my mum’s clothes may look good on you” and he said “well you see um I um well it started when I was about 3 years old and I alway thought my mum’s clothes look better then mine and the must feel nice too because she always worn tights and dresses and I always want to feel her tights every time I was with her. Outside, Jerome glanced at his fancy wristwatch. It had more dials and doodads than any watch I'd ever seen."I think we have time for the last interview and still meet Twigs at ten-thirty," he commented."Let's do it."In the car, Jerome said, "That went well. I'll call your father and fill him in while you review the file for our last interview."He handed me a thin manila folder that I knew from experience contained various facts about the nurse we'd soon meet. As I flipped open the file, he. "Of course, you, as my Queen, shall have your say in many, lessdemanding matters..." Kellan found herself shaking as her hands balledinto fists by her sides."But certainly, in matters of state, it is best to leave serious thingsto your King." His tone was dismissive and arrogant. He too bowed, buteven with his face covered, his half-smile was one entirely of nearcontempt.Kellan managed to open her right hand and she started to hold her palmfacing the man, but she quickly used it instead to.