At work I was accused of being a daddy’s girl. It upset me. Then these things happened. My rent was raised. My roommate told me she had to move out. My twelve year old car needed a new alternator. My student debt and credit cards were more than I could afford. I went to my daddy at work and asked for help.
Daddy came through, I moved apartments, I got an alternator. I agreed to the terms for an allowance to pay my student debt. It requires me to be his girlfriend, in the girlfriend way. I guess now I really am a daddy’s girl.
