Chapter Seventeen
I was speechless. What woman gives a man an earth-shattering blowjob and doesn’t want anything in return? And where the heck did she learn how to give a blowjob like that? I’d had blowjobs before, but her mouth was like the Holy Grail.
I shook my head and got out of bed, then went to Juliana’s room to check on her. She was sitting on the ground with her teddy bear, examining all the toys in her toy chest.
Leaving her be, I headed into the kitchen to make homemade healthy pizza. I had just rolled out the dough and spread the tomato sauce on the pizza when Juliana came down, carrying her teddy bear.
“What’s going on, sweetie? Don’t you like your new room?” I asked, noting the frown on her face.
“I do,” she said, taking a seat on one of the kitchen chairs, “but I’m lonely. Can teddy and I please help you make the pizza?”
“Of course, baby girl. You have to wash your hands first, and I think it’d be best if teddy just watched us make pizza.”
“Alright,” she said, hopping off the chair, propping her teddy bear up so he could watch us, and then going to the sink to wash her hands. I couldn’t hide the smile that flashed across my face as she sang the washing your hands song I’d taught her on our first date. When she finished, she came back over to me. “I’m ready.”
“Okay. I already rolled out the dough into a circle and put tomato sauce on it. Now we get to add other ingredients. What do you like on your pizza?”
“Ummm… cheese, sausage, mushrooms, and… pineapple!”
“Pineapple?” That sounded disgusting. I didn’t know if my little girl was trying to pull my leg or not.
“Yep. It makes the pizza extra sweet,” she said, nodding her head rapidly.
“Alright. I’ll cut up all the ingredients and then you can place them on the pizza. Sound good?”
“Yes, sir,” she said, giving me a salute.
I had to smile at that. This crazy girl of mine. I got to work cutting up all the ingredients she wanted to add to the pizza. When I finished, I had four separate bowls.
“Okay, Juliana. You can place the ingredients wherever you want.”
She did just that. First the cheese went on, then the sausage and mushrooms, and last but not least, the pineapple. When she finished, I thought the pizza looked a little odd, but I wasn’t going to say anything to her about it. I placed the pizza in the oven and set the timer.
“What do we do now?”
“I have to make a salad and I was going to heat up some garlic bread.”
“Okay. I can help with that too.”
Together we worked to get dinner ready. It was a lot of fun and it was nice to have another set of hands in the kitchen. By the time we finished everything, the timer rang for the pizza to come out. I pulled it out of the oven, cut it up, and placed a piece on both Juliana’s and my plate.
“Bon appetite,” I said, holding up my slice and taking a bite. I was shocked. The pizza actually tasted delicious.
“Mmmmm…” Juliana hummed her approval as she took another bite of her pizza. She looked up at me, giving me a smirk, as if she knew that I originally hadn’t thought the pizza would taste good.
I just shook my head as I asked her, “So, how was your day today, sweetie? Anything exciting happen?”
“No. I just did the same old stuff. How about you?” she asked, taking another bite.
“I had quite a few people come in today as there’s a bad cold going around. One of my patients who participates in the age play lifestyle came in too, for that same reason.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Juliana pause in the act of taking another bite. She recovered quickly.
“Oh. That’s horrible.”
“Yes. Poor little Stacey stayed pretty much on her daddy’s lap for her entire exam. I hope she feels better in a couple of days.”
“Me too. I’m done now,” she said abruptly, getting up and placing her dish in the sink.
“So am I. I’ll clean up.”
“Fine,” she said, grabbing her teddy bear and racing out of the kitchen.
I wonder what’s the matter with her? I thought as I began to clean the kitchen. I’d told her about treating other patients before. Why had she gotten so freaked out when I mentioned one of the patients I treated who participated in the age play lifestyle? She had to know I’d never force her to act little in public if she didn’t want to.
Once the kitchen was in order, I went upstairs to find her. I peeked into her room and she wasn’t there, so I went across the hall and found her in my bed.
“Juliana, would you like to watch a movie, sweetie?” I asked as I approached her curled up form.