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him.
    “Yes
Master.”
    He
growled in response because she knew the use of the word master turned him on.
Abigail was on his shoulder and he was burping her after her feeding. Samson
walked beside him as Damian crossed the room and then turned back around to
repeat his carpet march.
    Everything
went fine and he received an unladylike burp for his patience. He sat on the
couch and placed his large hands beneath Abigail’s arms jumping his knee up and
down slightly. Samson stayed two feet away keeping a close eye on his baby’s
movements like a mother lion.
    Suddenly,
with no warning, at least a gallon of curdled milk spewed from Abigail’s dainty
mouth.
    “Oh
damn.” Was Damian’s startled announcement as he jumped slightly while realizing
he had nothing at hand to wipe them off with.
    His
sudden exclamation caused Abigail to let out a loud cry and Samson began
whining loudly.
    Damian
looked at the dog, “Really, you think you’re helping?”
    Samson
came forward and before Damian could stop him he slurped up a large section of
chunky breast milk.
    Damian
began gagging as he jumped up and headed to the bathroom with a screaming
Abigail in his arms. Samson let out a howl and proceeded to pretend he was a
wolf during a full moon.
    Cleaning
the baby up with a wet washcloth only made her angrier and Damian did the only
thing he could think of. He dialed Raul’s suite number.
    Damian
didn’t get a word out and barely heard Raul over the background noise.
    “I’ll
be right up.”
    Lydia
was gone fifteen minutes and the man that made woman scream in ecstasy was
reduced to calling in the big gay guns.
    Raul
arrived, and took the screaming between hiccups child from her daddy’s arms and
carried her to the nursery. He ignored her wales and changed her clothes and
diaper. Lifting her to his shoulder he soothed her back. He gave a stern look
at Samson and the dog went quiet. One instant Abigail was crying and the next she
went completely silent.
    “I
can’t believe you did that. I spend more time with her than you do.” Damian
wasn’t angry just relieved.
    “It’s
a gay uncle thing.”
    “And
Samson?”
    “I’ve
known that dog since he was Abby’s age. He just needed to know his baby was
safe.”
    “And
her daddy doesn’t keep her safe?”
    “Not
in dog language.”
    “Christ!
He licked up her spit and I almost lost my lunch.”
    Raul
could no longer contain his laughter.
    “What’s
it going to cost to keep this quiet and not let Lydia know?” Damian knew the
score.
    “I’ll
think of something and collect another time. Do you want me to put her in the
basinet, I think she’s sleeping now?”
    “Yes,
put her down and I’ll let Sam outside. Maybe he’ll regurgitate baby puke on the
grass and I’ll have another picture that needs to be exorcised from my head.”
    “You
need to change your shirt. You smell a little spoiled.”

 
    Chapter Nine
     
    Two
more weeks went by and all interviews for a nanny were unsuccessful. Damian was
back at the club most evenings and Lydia was getting grouchier each day.
    It
was the busy season if you could call it that and Damian performed two scenes
with experienced subs. He enjoyed sexually stimulating them but he was ready to
have his wife back. The blowjobs Lydia gave him were wonderful but he craved
full out kinky sex. Besides holding his subs during aftercare they were not
allowed to touch him. He gave a few quick kisses and found pleasure in dominating
the women but controlled himself and saved his own orgasms for his wife.
    He
finished with Celia, making her drink water and eat a few orange slices before
letting her go to the bar and visit with her friends. He noticed a crowd
gathering at one of the stations and decided to check it out before calling it
a night.
    “Damn.”
He said under his breath when he was able to see what had everyone’s attention.
    It
was Lydia; a fuller, sexier, and more luscious Lydia. Her thick red hair was
hanging lose down her almost