All characters are consenting adults
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I hear loud knocks at the door. My husband, "Daddy," tells me to keep playing with my blocks while He goes to see who it is. I hear voices, and then Daddy comes back into the room with his brother, my "uncle" Brian.
Brian has always been pretty cool. Sometimes He sneaks me ice cream when He babysits. He is sometimes a little handsy, but he doesn't touch any of the parts reserved for Daddy. I think he is just the touchy, affectionate type. Brian's wife, Candy, is a real-life doll. I love her.
"Babygirl, I want you to keep playing with your blocks while the men talk," Daddy says.
You don't have to tell me twice! They are probably going to talk about boring stuff like sports things. I almost ask why Candy didn't come along so I would have someone to play with, but Daddy's tone sounded kinda like I should just do what He said and not ask any questions.
I am trying to build a princess castle for my teddybear, but every time I think I have it tall enough, it falls down! (Maybe I bump it over, but still!)
"You owe me, man," I hear Brian say in a louder tone to Daddy.
I start to listen a little but try to not be obvious about it.
"Remember Sally Barns?," Brian asks. "You owe me for that, and I wouldn't ask to collect on it, if it wasn't absolutely necessary. You need to help me out, dude."
I hear my Daddy sigh. I can see in my sideways vision that He is looking at me, defeated. Now I am worried, but I am not supposed to be listening, so I can't show it. I start making "vroom vroom" noises with one of my blocks, even though there are no cars in my pretend world today.
"Okay. But no more than once per day. I do not care how bad you need it. And only when I am here to supervise," Daddy says.
"Come on, man! You know I need six. One is not enough, and you know it. You need to make it at least four," Brian replies, his impatience growing.
"Two. And no more!" Daddy says firmly. "Take the deal or get the fuck out of my house."
"Deal," Brian says, but he doesn't sound super happy about going down from six to two of whatever the heck it is they are talking about.
Daddy looks over to me and tells me to come sit on His lap. I do as I am told. There is a lot of tension in the air, and I begin sucking my thumb without even realizing it.
"Princess, Daddy needs to talk to you about something very important. I want you to listen to me all the way without interrupting. Do you understand?"
I nod my head, too afraid to speak right now. Something huge is going on. I can tell.