Author’s note: This story takes place directly after part one, if you haven’t read it go check it out before you read this one. Enjoy and thank you all for the comments and messages! Past stories can be found here https://www.reddit.com/user/Sun_wiza
Three days later I found myself staring up at a large house on Greek row with the same thought on my mind as the moment I responded to her text.
“What the fuck am I doing?”
I exhaled and crossed the street avoiding a stumbling pair of drunk lovers giggling on the way to some other home. They looked at me just like I looked at them with the same question “What are you doing?”
I stepped up to the door and listened for a moment hearing nothing so I did as instructed and knocked. I waited, nothing, I readied to turn and the door opened. In front of me stood a bombshell, tall, covered in a red lace bra, red panties, thigh highs, garters and a tiara. She was a slim cocoa butter goddess with an attitude to match.
“I take it you are Katrina’s….”Daddy.”