DADDY LICKS MY LOLLIPOP
“Go on, lick it.”
My stepdad shakes his head and rolls his eyes. “Uh, no thanks.”
“Come on.” I goad him, “I know you want to.”
He sticks a finger up, pointing it in the air. “Uh, quite clearly,” he says, emphasizing his words faux-dramatically, “I do not.”
“Come on, daddy!...