He was still there, right next to my bed, and his pants were, again, down around his ankles, and his hand was rubbing his penis, which I could see was very hard and huge. A few minutes went by and I didn’t hear anything, and I thought maybe he had left! But I squinted my eyes open, figuring it was dark and he wouldn’t see me doing that if he was, in fact, still there. I had my eyes closed (pretending to sleep), and I heard him and knew he was right next to the bed. Daddy walked, no stumbled over to my bed and stood next to it.
