Therapy

Abigail was sitting on Big Daddy's lap.  She was facing him with her legs over his legs.  He was putting her shirt on getting her ready for school.  "Hey Daddy." "Yes Abigail?"  "Our tinklers are touching."  I think Big Daddy is going to need years of therapy to get over that one.

****I didn't think I needed to mention it but I will, both parties in the story above were clothed.