It was cut in front in a style that reminded me of the 50’s pin-up Bette Page. Indian porn “Anything, Daddy.”
I was a little shaken and hurriedly tucked her into bed before leaving the room as fast as my feet could take me. After a light supper and some television, I sent Cori up to bed. I just don’t see you that way.”
She stared at my face for a few minutes as if trying to see something there. Sitting in front of the computer I got online intending to find some site that sold children’s clothing…little girl’s dresses, I reminded myself. I felt like a Dad. She peeked out of one eye and when she saw that I hadn’t stepped into the room she sat up. I was thinking that I should have kept my collection of costumes and that reminded me that Cori, my Cori, didn’t have any clothing to wear. For a moment I thought about Cori dressed in a cute pink easter dress with white tights and patent pumps, her hair in pigtails tied by white ribbons. It felt good to have a kid around, especially one as cute as this one.
