She towel dried her hair and went into her room, putting on some simple pyjama’s consisting of baby blue shorts and a matching blue tank top with little butterflies all over. He had no clue how to face Louisa now, what to say, or how he could possibly make things up to her, and gain her trust again. You jizz All her fight had gone, she lay across him as lifeless as a rag doll. She felt much better having sorted out the events of the night before but she still felt confused about her Dad. “Yes, she would understand sweetie, and don’t worry, I’ll sort everything out.” Louisa thanked him, and he kissed her on her forehead, a fatherly kiss, and then on the mouth, a deep lovers kiss.
