=a little valentine for Daddy=

i made this little bookie for Daddy & left it
on his pillow to tell him how much i love him. Daddy has been regressing me lately. he figures that emotionally i'm probably stuck at about the level of a 10-year-old girl. maybe younger.  he says, i never fully experienced what i should have experienced as a child & he is helping me experience those emotions now. as it turns out, it's really never too late when it comes to emotions; they may be blocked & frozen but  they are still as powerful & fresh as ever. using orgasm denial (little girls don't have orgasms) to put me in a kind of altered state of consciousness, Daddy has been systematically breaking down my resistance to experiencing my blocked childlike need for Daddy's love. gosh…i always knew intellectually but i never realized emotionally how very, very badly i wanted to be Daddy's girl. how much i wanted Daddy to love the "real" me instead of being always disappointed with the son i tried but could never be.