Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 7

"I'm glad to hear that," he said with a slight frown, "but there is a few things we should discuss."

I looked up at him as a sudden fear seemed to grip me and he continued slowly, "From the way you and your mother seemed so distraught earlier I assume that you'll not want to go home anytime soon?"

I suddenly felt the elation I was feeling quickly drain away from me as I remembered my mother's threats and demands. My throat tightened and all I could was shake my head no.

"I figured as much," he said sounding a little sad, "I had never intended things to happen like this Kary and I'm sorry." Daddy reached over and laid his hand on mine before continuing, "But I will still be here for you dear, I've already given that room to you and it is yours for as long as you want or need it."

I turned my face away towards the wall as a tear trickled over my cheek and asked, "But what will I do now?"

"You can do whatever you want," he chuckled squeezing my hand, "Help take care of the house. Even get a job if you want to and if you like maybe go to school."

"Do you really mean it daddy," I asked, "but what about my parents?"

"Well as for them," he huffed, "eventually they'll come around once they've talked it out. But regardless you're old enough to do what and go where you want. If they're too thick headed to see what a beautiful and happy person you've become are then it's just their loss."

I looked up at daddy and could see how much he really cared for me by the look in his eyes that seemed glassy, as if he was almost in tears himself. I couldn't help but smile up at him trying to express my feelings of gratitude for everything he had and was doing for me. I placed my other hand on top of his and held it tightly over mine.

"Thank you daddy," I said, "thank you so very, very much."

"Why don't you go fix your face sissy," daddy said smiling at me, "It's getting late."