September 2nd
When I woke up today, the call had ended. I was hoping that we could wake up together, but oh, well. I tried to call him back but his phone was dead. I think I'll just wait for him to call me when he's ready.
What a disaster! He didn't call me until I was about to go to sleep, and he wanted to do the same exact thing as yesterday. It was fun until I opened my stupid mouth to join in on the dirty talk. I was like "Oh yeah, you wanna fuck this pussy?" And he got all weird about it! I told him I didn't mean it literally (I wish) but he went off about how we can't have real sex because that would be "too far." I know it would be really complicated if he accidentally got me pregnant, but... honestly... Now that I think about it? There isn't any other man out there whose babies I'd want to have. He has always been such an amazing Dad. Actually... I want NOTHING more than for him to impregnate me... I'm going to call him tomorrow and tell him how I feel.
September 3rd
Well, all of the courage I mustered last night disappeared by the time I woke up this morning. Still, I wanted to see him. So instead of calling him, I took the bus. I thought he might say not to come, so I'm just going to show up and surprise him... I'm halfway there, so there's no going back now... Oh god, what am I doing?
Here's the update. As I walked up to the house, I noticed my Mom's car in the driveway. I started to internally freak out. I was worrying that maybe she never left and maybe she knew about our phone calls. It turns out she just got home early. When she opened the front door to see my unexpected arrival, she acted like she was happy to see me, but I knew she wasn't. My Dad looked like he was going to faint from the shock. I really should have just stayed home, the whole situation was honestly very uncomfortable.
When they were both preoccupied with making dinner, which they reluctantly invited me to join in on, I told them I was going to go to the bathroom. I snuck away and went upstairs, but instead of turning into the bathroom, I walked to the end of the hall to their bedroom. I wanted to see if he had gotten a new fleshlight, and admittedly, I was going to steal it. I was hoping that I could remove his sole source of pleasure so I would appear more appealing to him. Or something, I don't know... But I didn't see one. What I did see was a vasectomy brochure.
I remember I was sitting there on the floor, absolutely fuming. I bet my Mom gave it to him. She wants to cut up his nuts and strip him of his manhood. If he gets a vasectomy, he won't be able to give me his babies! I just went straight home after that, I was sick to the stomach and I couldn't even look at her. I have to do something. I don't want to come on too strong, Dad's still of the mindset that it would be bad if I got pregnant by him. How can I convince him not to get a vasectomy or fuck him before it's too late? Is it already too late? No, he wouldn't be worried about getting me pregnant if it was. Unless he's lying and using that as an excuse? No, he wouldn't do that, he loves me too much to lie to me like that... I hope...