Goddaughter Stories

Holly was naked. I stood in the doorway of my home office, momentarily entranced by the sight. My goddaughter looked back at me from the bathroom doorway. Her expression looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights. I ducked back into the office and shut the door. The bathroom door slammed shut as well. “It’s okay. I’m in the office with the door closed,” I called out. “Thank you,” Holly responded. There was a flurry of...