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    As he walked in, I tried to convince myself I would have fought the kid over any number of circumstances of him being disrespectful to a woman. Without a doubt, I would have stood up for any woman that he treated with disrespect – if he did so in my presence. But he wasn’t being disrespectful to any woman . He was being disrespectful to Kelli. My baby girl. I gritted my teeth when I thought about it.
    As adults, we are who we are. Change, in an adult, is extremely difficult. It takes time, and ultimately takes tremendous effort. I have never been in a loving relationship. That doesn’t mean I can’t do so. It does mean it wouldn’t be second nature for me. It would take time, effort, and a willingness to change. The question, I suppose, was whether or not I was willing or wanting to make changes.
    Teddy walked into the patio area holding another beer in his hand, laughing.
    “This is so fucking cold it hurts to hold it,” he laughed. The beer mug gripped tightly in his hand.
    “That’s why it has a handle on it, dumb ass,” I chuckled.
    “I’m just saying, this beer is so god damned cold it hurts,” he set the new beer mug down on the table and moved his empty mug to the side.
    “I suppose letting the court decide what to do with that fuckin’ Slick was the best thing for the club. Hard to swallow, having a thief get away with being a thief. He’ll get what he’s got coming, I imagine,” Teddy mumbled as he rubbed his beard in his palm.
    “Time will tell. Probably will be a few months before we know. At least we’re free of any involvement for a while,” I responded.
    “So when are you and baby girl talking to her dad, or have ya?” Teddy asked.
    “Well, we haven’t yet. She’s going to have to in the next few days. He’s expecting her to leave here pretty damned quick. Hell, I told her I would go with her,” I exhaled.
    “She’s avoiding the situation,” I continued.
    “He’s liable to wanna whip that ass of yours. Hell, you’re fuckin’ his twenty year old daughter. Trashy assed biker fucking his rich daughter. Yep, I see a fight comin’ out of this,” he jokingly clenched his fists and punched them in the air.
    “Twenty-two, she’s twenty-two,” I corrected him.
    “Oh hell, my bad, Doc. He’ll be fine with it then. That’ll make all the difference in the world,” he said as he nodded his head.
    “We’ll figure it out in the next few days.” I responded, thinking about the process of talking to her father.
    “Last night I told Kelli she had to ask permission to have orgasms. We were fucking in the shower, and she had an orgasm that made her collapse. She damn near passed out,” I said, changing the subject.
    Teddy choked as he was drinking his beer, and began coughing violently.
    “You alright?” I asked.
    “Yeah, gimme a second,” he said as he coughed into his hand.
    “You make her ask your permission to have an orgasm? She’s got to ask you first?” he asked as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
    I nodded.
    “What in the absolute fuck is wrong with you? You’re a sick sum bitch. Seriously, you’re some power hungry fuckin’ weirdo. I always knew you was strange, but holy fuck Doc. Permission? What the fuck? ” he laughed and shook his head side-to-side.
    “It teaches her control. She’ll learn to regulate her orgasms. It makes them that much more intense. She said last night while we were in bed that the orgasm in the shower was the most intense one of her life,” I started laughing as I spoke, thinking of what Teddy was probably thinking.
    “It also makes her happy to have me be in control. For me to make the decisions, call the shots, and make the rules. It makes her as happy…or more so than it makes me,” I added.
    “So what happens if she just has the big ‘O’? If she just says, ‘fuck it’ and cums all on her own? Without The Erik Almighty giving his permission?” he tossed his hands in the air waved them from