My homeless step daughter Part 2
Chelsea and Ronnie came home late that night. I was read with some dinner and drinks. Chelsea walked through the door and placed the packages on the floor. She gave me a nice lingering kiss as Ronnie watched. “Ronnie, aren’t you going to say hi to daddy?” Ronnie walked up and wrapped her arms around me. I leaned forward and kissed her soft lips. I let it linger a bit but decided to keep it clean, for now. I tried not to leer at her little skirt and obvious lack of a bra. I handed Ronnie a glass of wine and she hesitated. “I thought you said no drinking?” I smiled. “If you’re here with us and want to have a drink, you may. As long as you ask first. But no bringing friends over …