Chapter 32

Poppy

Dear Santa,

It's twelve days to Christmas and I'm not asking for much.

Just a few things.

First, I want Daddy's c.o.c.k. I know that's not something you stock at the North Pole but I've been very patient and I think twelve days is plenty of time to arrange something. He keeps saying I haven't earned it yet and Santa I really think I have. I've been on my knees every morning. I've worn everything he picked out. I've been very, very good.

Mostly.

Second, I want the Chanel perfume. The pink one. Daddy said it smells like me and I want to smell like me all...