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Steven seemed to realize he was not supposed to reply and wisely kept silent.

A few heavy seconds later, Lana brought her chair down and looked at Steven. “We can’t use the same two assholes we sent earlier. That damn sheriff or whatever the hell he is will be looking for them. We need to make it look like it’s just some random criminals. A robbery or something. Find someone—anyone—and take care of this. Before the week’s end.”

Steven tried to speak but only croaked. He swallowed a lump in his throat and said, “Ma’am, are you sure? She’s… your daughter.”

Lana shook her head. “I’ve never known this girl. I was a fool to think I could bring her into the fold.” She spun her chair back toward the window. The kid with the piercings was getting into the car. It looked as if he bought it. Good. Another sucker. More cash. Yay.

“Take care of it,” Lana said. “Then we can play the sympathy card with the voters.”

He silently slipped out of the room, ready to obey his marching orders.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Alyssa zipped down the hill, laughing as water splashed all around her.

The innertube glided smoothly down the slick surface. Then, at the bottom, it hit the inflatable pool, and she flew right over the top and into the water. She howled with more laughter.

At the top of the hill, the Daddies watched with approving gazes.

Little Belinda waddled by, the swim diaper beneath her bikini bottoms hampering her gait.

“I think this was a big hit,” Clyde noted.

“Uh-huh,” Quinn agreed. “Such a big hit, in fact, that we’re going to have a hard time getting these cuties away from it.”

There wasn’t a need to get the Littles away from it, though. So they let them have a few hours’ worth of fun, only stopping every now and then to apply more sunscreen.

The giant Slip ‘N Slide was such a hit, in fact, that the Littles talked their Daddies into unrolling it the following day and setting it up once again.

The next several days passed and Alyssa settled into her new life with ease.

She also learned the rules of their household.

“Alright, honey, tonight I want you in just your little panties,” Quinn told her one evening, after dinner.

“Why, Daddy?” she asked.

“Well, because you’ve still been making some digs about your weight. I want you to grow more comfortable with your body.” He grinned. “Plus, it’s what I want to see. With a body as perfect as yours, why hide it?”

Alyssa thought of protesting, but the reaction she saw from Quinn upon removing her clothes muted any such response. Quinn wasn’t faking this. He was clearly loving the sight of her, clad in only pink panties that readDADDY’S GIRLacross the back. They’d been purchased from the back room of Joe’s store. They were her favorite pair, too.

Because that’s what she was. Daddy’s girl.

She was apprehensive at first, but after several more days of baring herself for Daddy each night, she grew more and more comfortable. It went a long way in helping herself feel more at ease in her own skin, too.

But it didn’t completely erase her negative self-image.

One day, while playing at the park, Alyssa was feeling particularly frumpy.

“My Daddy said I can invite you all over for a sleepover tomorrow night,” Grace said.

The women cheered.

“We’re even going to get pizza,” Grace added.

“There’s a pizza place around here?” Alyssa asked.

She hadn’t noticed one. And she was pretty sure she’d seen all there was to see of Big Cedar. Calling it asmall townwas generous. It wasn’t even listed on some maps.

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