The morning after a morning after

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The day after your unplanned trip to the sea was a Friday. The second to last Friday before the school term came to an end. You woke up to find your daughter still lying next to you, awake but simply watching you. Waiting...

You grabbed hold of her and rolled on top, pinning her arms up beside her head. A wicked little smirk spread across her face. Her eyes burning up at you, daring and seducing. You had her trapped bodily, but with the bond you shared both knew what this meant. She wasn't going to school today. She had broken down that...