"On a hot summer night
Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"
(Jim Steinman for meatloaf)
Princess was so excited, she could hardly wait for Daddy to get home. He promised to take her to the new Italian restaurant that opened last week on Center street.
"You ready pumpkin?" He said loudly as he walked in the front door and tossed his keys on the table. "Close your eyes Daddy" he heard from the bedroom.
"Come on baby girl, reservations are for 7" "close your eyes" "ok ok, they're closed" "no peeking Daddy, I mean it".
"They're closed, I promise"
He heard a bit of rustling . . .and then high heels approach.
"Ok, you can look now" her soft voice right in front of him.
He stood speechless . . . motionless - his mouth partially open. He just stared . . .She took a step back "you dont like it . . . "
Her delighted smile began to fade.
"Daddy . . . . ?"
He stared . . .
She stood awkward and bit her lip, not sure what to do.
" . . My God!" He finally spoke . . .
"You look . . . I mean . . . You look . . "
"Do you like it Daddy? Tell me you like it" she pleaded. Her smile quickly returning.
"You look amazing baby girl!" He exclaimed, half stunned.
She gasped with relief and flung her arms around his neck. "Let me see, let me look at you" he stepped back. She stood in her best model pose, grinning ear to ear. "My God" he said again as he circled her, taking in every inch.
She was wearing her new black Christine dress, black net stalkings, platform pumps, and a little purple heartsease in her hair. Large hoop earrings and the matching necklace/bracelet set he had gotten her for Christmas. Her hair, full and soft, flowing like he had never seen before. She was truly a vision to make any man proud to have on his arm.
"You look stunning princess!" He said proudly, admiring what was his. "Damn!"
"You really like it Daddy?" she edged him for more "God yes! Look at you!" "Wow!"
She beamed with excitement.
He grabbed her up "lets just stay home and fuck" he said playfully "Daddy!" She hit his chest and went to get her purse. He could see nothing else as he watched her walk to the bedroom - that dress fit so well!
He composed himself and looked at his watch.
"Come on baby, we gotta go" . . .