I sit, my sore arms stretched above my head. The room is still dark, but I can tell by the red glow of the digital clock on the table next to me that it's 10:00. The faint sound of snoring catches my attention, leading me to Frank, who is lying next to me. A smile pulls at my full lips as memories of last night's events pass through my mind.
Silently, I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my fingers sinking into the soft carpet. I am about to get up when two firm hands grab my naked hips and pull me down.
"Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?" His deep voice yawns.
"I was going to take a shower," I whisper as the room echoes with the sounds of his lips on my neck.
"No. It's we're going to take a shower. There is no more 'me'. Understand?"
"Yes, daddy," I moan as I enter th
