This situation has spiraled out of control so quickly.
I can't fall in love with my daughter's nanny.
Can't spend hours rolling around in bed, making her shout out my name.
Can't have her on her back all day, thighs parted, eyes rolled up in her head.
Because I have the watchful gaze of the entire world on me right now.
But I can't seem to bring myself to care...
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