Dad and daughter – 1st attempt at writing.

Me met Sally when Sally's daughter was 11. Delilah never had a father figure so she took to me almost instantly. Sally raised Delilah in a very loving and affectionate household; hugs and kisses before bed, snuggling, and I love yous. Soon Sally and I got married and Delilah started calling Me dad. I didn't know if she more excited about having a me move in or that she could tell her friends about her mom AND dad.

As Delilah grew into young lady, I started noticing that the goodnight kisses moved from from my cheek to my lips. I didn't think much of it as I had raised her for the last 3 years. I caught her spying on me from the closet while I showered; I covered myself immediately and confronted her. She claimed that she was looking for some clothes that must have got mixed in with moms when they did laundry. That's when I started paying more attention to Delilah's observations of me.

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