Go away

Eric wondered what would happen if he burst into tears. The terror of the situation kicked him hard, and he realized he had no choice or else Taylor would pee in her pants and tell him and then he'd be in real trouble.

He ran back and found her hopscotch on one leg. "Okay, let's go. Hold still, hold still." He recited the same sentence over and over, then closed the door and lifted the lid. She slid her skirt down and waited, so he assumed she needed help with her panties. He closed his eyes tightly and pulled them down (^^), then lifted her up onto the toilet seat. He heard a soft sigh and a slow, steady stream of water, all telling him that everything was going well. His confidence returned. He can handle a kid. There's nothing to be afraid of.

"I want ice cream."

Damn it

Eric repeated the same sentence that Carina had used so effectively before. "You can eat after dinner."

"No way, now."

He took a deep breath and tried again. "I'm sure I'll get ice cream, but wait a bit, okay?"

Her