Sexy Fun Times/Five/Boy/Daddy
Daddy only has to go to the office two or three days a week and he's working from home today. Mummy volunteers in a charity shop on the days Daddy isn't home. "Breakfast's ready," he says.
"Mornin Daddy," you reply and climb up onto a chair to eat your cereal.
You both sit for a while; you slurping and listening to the radio, and him munching toast and reading the paper. "Dad..."
"Uhu?"
"What's a pedophile?"
"Eh! What? Why do you ask?"
"The lady on the radio said one had been sent to prison."
Daddy puts his paper down and looks at you. "You know how they warn you about talking to strange men," he says. You nod. "Well that's because some of them want to do bad things with children and they are called pedophiles."
"What kind of bad things?"
Daddy sighs. "They want to look up little girls skirts, and if they get a chance, they would try to touch you in places that you shouldn't be touched."
"Like my willy?"
"Yes, some men want to do, err, grownup things with little girls and boys. Maybe when you are older you will understand, but I should get to work." Getting to work means going into the dining room where his computer is. He hasn't even bothered to get dressed and is still in his PJ's and dressing gown.
"You mean pedophiles want to do sex stuff with kids?"
Daddy goes a bit red in the face. "Yes. That's exactly what they want." You can see he is uncomfortable talking about it and decide to go back up to your room.
You lay on your bed and read a comic for a while, then you get to thinking about what pedophiles might want to touch. Obviously, it must be your willy, and you start rubbing it again, wondering what it would be like if it was some man doing it, and that makes the tingle even better. You remember seeing Daddy in the shower, rubbing his willy and how big and stiff it was.
Eventually, you get bored and decide to go and visit your friend Jenny. You get a pair of shorts out of the drawer and put them on. You should have worn underpants too, but you like how it feels when you leave them off.
You knock on the office door, go in, and then wait patiently while Daddy types something on his computer. He smiles when he sees you standing there. "Can I go and play with Jenny," you ask. She's your cousin and she lives two doors down. Daddy tries to phone to check that it's okay, but her phone is busy.
"I'm sure it'll be okay," he says. You and Jenny are in and out of each other's houses all the time. He lets you out of the front door, then his phone rings and he goes back inside. There are only four houses in your street, all on the same side, because the other side is just some grass and then the river. The river sometimes floods over the street so all the houses have special boards in front to keep the water out. The people in the other two houses go out to work all day, so you and Jenny are the only kids in the street, apart from her baby sister of course.