CLAY “Wake up, daddy! Wake up!” Emily shouted as she jumped on me, making me groan in pain. She was only a tiny thing, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t heavy. And the couch doesn’t help either. I opened my eyes and looked at her, her toothless smile always making my mornings. After we walked into the trailer last night, Emily brought Vanessa to her room and I laid on the couch as usual. She offered to switch with me, but Emily didn’t agree with it. Just as my parents raised me, I raised her the same. Be kind and polite. “I’m up. Now give me a chance to get off the couch,” I replied. Emily ran to the kitchen and joined Vanessa, who was in front of the stove, looking casual. Her hair was down in waves and she was wearing tight jeans that complimented her beautiful figure perfectly, with a blue blouse that perked her breasts. “Good morning, Mr. Steele. I hope you’re hungry. Just attempting to cook something for you and Emily,” she said, putting a
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