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The Daughter I looked her into her brown eyes and said, I love you, just straightforward without any hesitation or reservation I had sometimes taken to get to this point because I had said this so many times before to other women. My wife believed me, and when I come home telling her I have fallen in love with the check-out girl at the supermarket, she called me an idiot but knows the girl is the daughter I never had. No, do not feel said my reason for wanting a daughter is that I don`t want a nurse to look after me when I get really old. You see my vanity is considerable I have had an operation in my eyes, wear no glasses. The next is a hair transplant, I long for the days when someone thinks I’m my son, but I still dream of a compliant daughter, and I wonder if this makes me an anti-feminist.

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