PS: Pomp & Circumstance 1.06

Pomp And Circumstance / Part 1.06

{copyright 2009, revisited: 2017 (c)StrictMotivation@yahoo.com}

previous chapters: 1.01 ~ 1.02 ~ 1.03 ~ 1.04 ~ 1.05

“OK, baby-girl!” Tony tore her out of her almost dreamy state. His voice was so firm, almost stern. Her heart sank even lower. Maybe he did call her bluff somehow? It was impossible of course because her plan was so good, but who knows. It would not be the first time he would surprise her, how he could read her like a book. She shivered, all startled. If he did know, this could end up ugly for her. He was so tender and caring, but he could also be strict, almost to the point of being mean. But to her delight, his voice softened up. “Baby-girl? are you cold? Looks like you just shivered, maybe you are really sick. Oh, my poor little baby. Let Daddy tuck you in, OK?”

His voice had that tone, that tone that could melt icebergs. This incredible sweetness, utmost care and total worry for her well-being. Under different circumstances, Janette would have giggled and beamed and been all happy, but now she felt the heavy burden of guilt, knowing she is leading him on. She sighed and shed a tear, feeling like her heart was breaking, feeling cramped in her tummy. Maybe it was the suppository working, but more likely it was her shame and guilt, even more. She felt his hand, this huge big hand she loved and feared at the same time, softly patting her shoulders, while his other hand moved her jammie bottoms back in place, tenderly. He pulled the pillows from under her tummy, with so much care, as if he would handle the most fragile precious china. She felt the blankets being tucked around her, all the while his other hand kept caressing her tight neck and shoulder. “Oh, baby-girl, you poor little thing! Are you crying? What is it? are you hurting?”

She sniffled, overwhelmed by the cramps in her tummy, of realizing how much he cared for her, and how she is causing him pain beyond belief, with her little charade. “It is my tummy!” she sighed, confessing half of the truth, but keeping the rest to herself, unable to face the consequences of her deceit. Now she was trapped, in her own web of lies, and could not move, neither back nor forth. On the other hand, maybe she would get away with it? Maybe he was wrapped around her finger after all! And maybe after the suppository had worked, Tony would take the day off?

She could spend the whole day in bed! Nap at will, and do fun girlie stuff. He would serve her lunch in bed, and spoon-feed her like he always did when she was sick. And maybe she could be doing some coloring for him? And they would talk and have an awesome day, of bonding and fun, and all the little things, baby-girls love to do, with cuddles and who knows what else? How awesome was that – it for sure was worth this little white lie of hers, and it sure was no big deal. If just the pain in her tummy would be as easily convinced…

“Listen, my little baby. Daddy needs to make a few phone calls, and you are obviously in some bad distress. All the crying and the sickness, must have made you all sleepy, haven’t they? So, be a good little girl, and take a nap, while Daddy will take care of the rest. I will check up on you shortly…” he said, and the voice was still firm, but so loving at the same time. “Pwomize?” the girl said with a lisp. She felt his lips on her forehead, her eyes, kissing them shut. “Big Daddy promise with a cherry on top!” he whispered before he left the room…

(tbc)

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4 thoughts on “PS: Pomp & Circumstance 1.06”

    1. it is a cautionary tale about how deceit is the wrongest of strategies. those who come clean may get punished but those who lie and fib will get punished extra hard. because liars have their bottoms on fires #StrictMotivation

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