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Eliza spun her head up to look at Martin, seeking permission from her daddy "Just this one, Liz. Don't let Ezra influence you too much." he winked, tone clearly teasing. "Dinner will be shortly, though. I was thinking of ordering pizza for dinner since we have Ezra here, and daddy really doesn't feel like cooking tonight." No, Martin felt like crawling back in bed with a bottle of Tylenol. His thighs and ass were *still* hurting after the pounding he took just twenty minutes ago. "Why don't you talk to Ezra? Find out all the things that he likes..."

Eliza nodded at Martin's suggestion, hand still wrapped around the brownie that Ezra had given her "Okay daddy! Make sure you order just pepperoni for me, I don't like all that other icky stuff!" Eliza said as she took Ezra's hand and with an incredible strength, she took the older man straight from the entry way and into the living room "You can sit on the couch while we talk... I have a lot of questions I have to ask you!" Eliza stated as she bounced up onto the couch and started munching on the other half of the brownie.

Martin hid a laugh behind his hand as he went into the kitchen so that he could order their pizza's "You still like the same pizza as you did when we were in high school?" Martin called out after having gotten himself back under control.