“Daddy, what is having sex?” Your 6 years old daughter seated right across the dinning table unblinkingly shoots the question. You
You almost spit out the hot coffee you have just gulped in panic, so you’re forced to swallow it instead. The burns sting right from the tongue down the throat to your core.
You can’t help to catch the embarrassing chuckles and giggles from your tension seated right next to you.
You would have loved to give him that condescending mind your manners look, but hot coffee burns have rendered eyes wet.
You can feel your jugular throbbing on your neck as you clench your fists hard as you try to fight the pain.
The only calming thing at the moment is the long hissing fart you involuntarily release.😩
You let out a wounded cough, as you scramble for that napkin because your nose os dripping as well. “Daddy are you okey?” your daughter asks in a concerned tone.
“Iam okey Ivy,” you respond in a hoarse voice. You clear your throat and go on, “I think I’ve just chocked on coffee.”
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