Telling Jennifer

My bank accounts are full. Now let's tell the good news to my daughter.

I arrive to our hotel room.

"I'm back."

"Daddy you're home!"

Jennifer hugs me tight.

Fuuuck, I really need her to stop doing that, at least until I'm used to it. I mean, look what is hugging me:

Alright let's stop this hug before my growing boner is noticed. I know we're family, but until recently, Jennifer was John, so my brain still hasn't registered Jennifer as family and I can't stop myself from lusting after this sexy body. I have to rub five shots out daily to porn at minimum to stop myself from doing something stupid. But it doesn't really help that I jerk myself to some "daddy's sissy porn".

"I have good news sweetheart!"

"What-is-it daddy?"

"I won 50 millions$ at the lottery! We won't have money problems for a while."

"Really?!"

"Yes! So to celebrate, I want to gift you something. Ask me anything."

Jennifer thinks for a few seconds before telling me with a huge smile:

"Then I want you to come live with me where I study!"

That's unexpected. I mean, teenagers are supposed to want to leave their parents as soon as they can to live alone. At least that's how I was.

"Are you sure that's what you want? I can offer you your own house if you want. You don't have to live with me."

"Yes daddy, I want you to come live with me."

Well, she just made the transition so I guess she needs someone who supports her when she starts her new life.

"Alright, I will go with you".