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Lo was in the tub. I was in my business suit. I looked down at her and said, “Lo, how long have you been in there?”
“Why do you ask, Daddy?”
“Because there’s so much steam in this room that the paint is peeling.”
“Just a little while,” she said demurely.
“I see you have all your bath toys,” I said, looking at her glass dildo in her hand, her suction cup dildo stuck to the wall, and her hand-held showerhead dangling.
“Everything but my rubber ducky.”
“A rubber and a dicky?”
“That would be nice too, but without the rubber. Why don’t you get out of that stodgy old suit and join me?” she asked.
I began loosening my tie and unbuckling my belt.
“That’s it, Daddio,” she encouraged.
“I’m going to change, but I’m not getting in there with you. It looks like you have things well in hand already,” I said, as she reinserted the glass dildo.