We were so poor when I was a child, my bath toys used to be a couple of dirty dishes and some cutlery.
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As soon as we finished I felt a rush of guilt and shame.
"No-one must ever know about this," I said.
"But why Daddy?" He asked innocently, "It was fun."
I gripped him by his shoulders, "A lot of people wouldn't understand and they'd call Daddy very bad names! You must promise never to tell!"
"OK Daddy," he said, as tears welled up in his eyes, "I promise. You're hurting me Daddy."
"Good boy," I replied, letting him go. "When you get a bit older you'll realise that there are certain things that dads and little boys shouldn't do together.. And making cupcakes while Mummy is at work is certainly one of them."
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My daughter took it hard when her mother died...
Funerals have always made me horny.