“Was bimbo not supposed to eat, Daddy?” “Of course you weren’t,” I told my mother, growing even harder when she called me ‘Daddy’, “and your name is Tiffany now, okay? It’s a good bimbo name.”
“Was bimbo not supposed to eat, Daddy?” “Of course you weren’t,” I told my mother, growing even harder when she called me ‘Daddy’, “and your name is Tiffany now, okay? It’s a good bimbo name.”