Brook smiled mischievously, as he heard his father’s car pull up to the house. Last week, his father had lost a poker game to him, and the terms agreed said “for the next month, the loser had to whatever the winner wanted, without question.”
Brook stuck his head out of his room, and yelled “Dad, the month begins now!” He heard a pause and David’s heavy footsteps ascending the stairs.
Once David was in the room, Brook smiled and said “so, dad, for the next month, you are...going to be my baby! But before we diaper you and set out the rules, I think..”
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