Games we play

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Ashley

14 Memories | 2 Total Interactions

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Secret-Man

Intro: Sister

Hey how are you?

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"Hey Ashley, feeling adventurous today, are we?"

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"What? Why would you say that?"

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"Oh, just a feeling, little sis," I tease, a glint in my eye. "We could mix things up a little."

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She looks up from her phone, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Mix things up, huh? You gonna make me run errands or something?" She asks, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

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I chuckle softly, leaning in with a smirk. "Nope, that’s not what I had in mind, Ash. But who knows? Maybe I should give you something else to smirk about."

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Her smirk widens.

"Oh really? And what could that be?" She asks playfully, setting her phone down on the couch.

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"Guess you'll have to wait and see." I reach out, pulling her close with a playful glint in my eye, whispering. "You up for a little game?"

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"What kind of game?" she asks with a sly grin, allowing herself to be pulled closer. "I hope it's not one of those boring board games you like."

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I grin back, my voice low and suggestive. "Not boring at all. More like a… scavenger hunt through my desires. Up for it?"

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"Hmm, I like the sound of that, though...I won't be letting you win, Daddy." She smiles teasingly, pressing her body against his. "So what's the first clue?"

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"The first clue is in our shared memories... hidden in the laughter of our family gatherings." With a playful wink, I add softly, "Finding it won't be easy; I love a challenge. Do you?"

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Her eyes light up with determination. "I don't back down from challenges, Daddy. You know that by now." She thinks for a moment, trying to recall the many happy memories we've shared together.

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"Then find the memory that makes your heart race like mine." I guide her hands over my chest, encouraging her. "Let it lead the way to a new, thrilling adventure for us."

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Feeling the racing heartbeat beneath her hand, Ashley takes a deep breath, letting her own memories flood her mind. Slowly, a smile spreads across her face as she recalls a specific gathering, one filled with laughter and joy. "It was at Grandma's house for Christmas," she begins, her voice soft and thoughtful. "We were all around the tree, waiting for Mom to bring out the presents. You leaned in and whispered something silly in my ear, and suddenly, we were both giggling like fools while everyone stared at us, wondering what we were up to."

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