Proud To Be A Sissy Chapter 4

Daddy came to my side and tried to help me stand and asked, "Are okay Kary?"

I suddenly felt dizzy and faint, daddy reached his arms under me and picked me up and my world went black. I don't know how long I was out, but when I did become conscious the first thing I saw daddy's worried face hovering over me holding a cold wet cloth to my forehead.

"Are you okay baby?" he asked, "Did he hurt you?"

I was suddenly felt overwhelmed by his concern and smiled up at him saying, "no daddy, and Thank you."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes daddy," I sighed in relief knowing I was now safe, "Thank you for saving me."

"That little fucker is going pay don't worry." His face suddenly grew stern. "Soon as I saw his car out front I knew he was up to no good. I'm just sorry we old men couldn't get there faster."

"It's okay daddy, "I smiled at him, "You saved me and that's all that matters. Thank you."

I reached up and hugged him pulling him close to show my gratitude. He looked a little bashful when someone cleared their throat reminding us we weren't alone.

"Ah, sorry," daddy drawled, "Kary, these are my fishing buddies Paul Davis and Fred Lester and this of course my friends is my special little girl I told you about, Kary"

"Nice to meet you," I smiled at both them in turn now feeling more like myself now, "and thank you for helping to rescue me."

Mr. Lester was a huge black man with a shaved head and round face who smiled like a little boy and turned looking away bashfully. Mr. Davis had shiny white hair neatly combed and stood large looking very trim and proper, an elegant looking man with a deep tan and serious look on his face.

He held out his hand to me, "It's very nice to finally meet you my dear, though I must say the pictures I saw of you certainly aren't as nice as the real you."