#96595 - My thighs were now centered on his lap and I could definitely feel him through his sweatpants. “What kind of pizza!”, broke the silence, my thoughts, and nearly my neck as I attempted to keep balance while being startled by my dad’s surprise shouting. I could tell from those old pictures of my mother that she had the same experience.
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