HARROLD THUNDER
RoI am busy hiding in the back of our sofa, he should not see me! I was stunned when I felt something in the back of my head. “Got ‘ya!” he shouted so I bit my lips and raise my two hands as a sign of surrendering.
“Harris Lance! Where are you?!” I heard my wife call our son. “Daddy, hide me now please,” he said with a pleading eye I help him hide. He put down his toy gun from Wright last month. I stand firm as I saw my wife walking towards us. “Babe, what did he do this time?” I asked my wife and put my hands on my waist.
“Where is your son?” she asked me but I shrug my shoulder. She suddenly smiled when she saw something down so I look down also and I saw our son’s feet, I thought she’s looking at my d**k. I shook my head. “Harris Lance, go out now. Don’t make me rep
