When it's time for a girl to run free, feel the wind in her hair, it's time. Daddies SO don't get this, so sometimes I have to just get away. Here's how it works.

We start at the breakfast table, sharing some jam and discussing the issues of the day. I know that you're bigger and stronger so I have to distract you...

...so I'll feign interest in this toast...

...and I'll wait until you're diveted by idle chit-chat...

...then first I'll perform my subtle "booty call" maneuver...

...and then I'll distract you with a lusty headslap...

...and
then I'll slip away under this table, ha ha...

...going...going...

...I'm gone!
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