The Case of the American Daddy

By T.J. Brimstone

Tobias has created the perfect bubble for himself: between his work as a late-night cleaner and reading books at home, he lives a blissful life of social seclusion. It’s just him and Sherlock Holmes’s portrait ... and his flatmate, who introduces Tobias to the world of age play. Embracing his little side happily, all Tobias has to do now is find a caring Daddy Dom.

Online Tobias meets an intriguing stranger. Could this be his future Daddy? Would Sherlock Holmes approve? And is self-employed Gareth, who travels all around the world, willing to make another commitment after his last relationship ended?

A romantic dinner by menorah light holds all the answers. Happy Hanukkah!

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Dec 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781685500023

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The Case of the American Daddy

By T.J. Brimstone

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Copyright 2021 T.J. Brimstone

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The Case of the American Daddy

By T.J. Brimstone

Chapter 1: Tobias

Sherlock stared at me like it was my fault I was late for work again.

It’s not me! I said, It’s London! It’s the commuters and the tube and the traffic!

The portrait of the great detective seemed to shake his head as if I were plainly making up excuses; as if I could just, I don’t know, take the early train or whatever. Well. I guess he was sort of right.

I mumbled a contrite apology, took my tools out, and got to work. Well…I say ‘tools’…my cleaning utensils really. Yup. Name: Tobias Eisenstein. Age: Thirty years old. Achievements in life: cleaning help with a terrible track record of showing up on time. Goal: a full-time job at my current workplace not cleaning. Dreams: too many, most of them inspired by fairy tales.

I had a trolley with mops and buckets and stuff in a locked cupboard behind the staff room, but I only did the big clean-up on Thursdays and Mondays. The normal routine was a bit of dusting, hoovering, checking for smears and smudges, and a quick sweeping of the gift shop floor of 221B Baker Street. As my feather duster flicked over Sherlock Holmes’s armchair and Doctor Watson’s writing desk, I let my imagination soar. One day I’d find the courage to ask for a job upgrade. I loved working at the museum. I wanted to be one of the people who made the experience magical for visitors—chat with people from around the world, hear them talk about why they loved Doyle and his characters, meet people…ah, and therein lay the crux of the problem! If only I could meet people. I was shy to a fault. It was easy enough to chat with Sherlock’s portrait, but in reality what made this job ideal for me was the fact that I worked alone in an empty building. It made me feel safe that I didn’t have to make small talk with other people. It also made me feel lonely, because between my job and being at home, the only person I interacted with socially was my flatmate, Kali.