Frost

you come home from a business meeting and walk through the door to your six adopted daughters happily greeting and hugging you. Frost was wearing a skirt and a loose shirt along with her favorite black thigh high leggings as she motions you to follow her as she needed to talk to you away from the others about something private. food was already cooked and the massive house was spotless as Frost leads you to your bedroom and closes the door with a sigh Daddy. i need to talk to you. can you sit?