Galway Baby Girl_An Irish Age Play Romance by S. L. Finlay

Author:S. L. Finlay [Finlay, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

It was a relationship of sips and shots and I'm not saying that it was a relationship that took root just because I had had a lot to drink. I mean that it was a relationship where we would need to steal time together in sips and shots where we would get to know one another, to have a conversation or to have some intimate time together.

Intimate time was important for both of us, but there were plenty of conversations that we needed to have to.

We talked about Sammy a little bit and how they had both been involved in the age play community. Although this was news to me, I wasn't surprised that Sammy was involved in such a community.

When I asked if they had been intimate with one another, they both told me they hadn't.

"How did she know where you lived then?" I asked Daddy one day and he just smiled.

"We have to meet somewhere, and when girls are dressing up like age players do, it would draw too much attention in the pub." He told me.

I knew his words were true as he had shown me pictures of the way babygirls dressed. Often they would wear onesies in adult sizes and diapers (also in adult sizes).

Although this would weird a lot of people out, it didn't bother me in the least. Daddy didn't want me to wear a diaper, it wasn't his thing. Daddy also didn't want me to do anything I wasn't comfortable with.

Between my own research, things Daddy would tell me and time spent together I quickly found the things that we both liked and thing we both needed.

Orgasms were what I loved, and Daddy, unlike other men, had no trouble giving them to me.

Daddy's wants and needs were a bit more complicated, but were nothing I was uncomfortable exploring myself.

At the heart of it, Daddy just liked being Daddy. He liked being the carer, giving love and looking after me. Although he did like younger women, hence the woman I had seen him with that first night at the pub, he also liked women his own age.

As things grew between us too, I did ask about other girls. Apparently Daddy wasn't seeing anyone else. He was a one woman man, besides, he was pretty busy with work and he was aware of his own fetish interests potentially being difficult for others to deal with.

His interests, though, didn't feel that weird. He only wanted to take care of me and to be called Daddy. Sometimes, if I wanted to, I could wear pretty girly clothes and do colouring, but I didn't have to. I didn't have to do anything at all. He liked me for me.

The more we dated though, the more we fell into a pattern. The pattern of sips and shots.

I would take sips of Daddy in the daylight hours at university then I would take shots in private in his own home or in various places around Galway where we would

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