She learned at a young age to use it to control men and get what she wanted. It started at twelve with her father. Her mom was cold and unloving altho...gh sexy, she did not make love with her hubby often at all. He would look at her body and see the huge tits and round ass, but she would not let him touch her any more. He needed to fuck so, he started going to Meg’s room at night. At first he would pet her tiny titties and lick them and rub her pussy. He told her it was there secret that she. I was sipping the orange juice and had no basis to substantiate but surely thought; she was making some odd moves. She was opening, closing the kitchen drawers, she was going into her gown pockets, she was putting her hand again and again into her bra, beguiled her breasts with a definitive smile in her eyes as she kept looking at me with an eye contact longer than casually necessary.Told you already, I was a very horny sexy boy and she was not only searching for the money, I thought; which. ??You really are a Barbie doll, aren’t you? Pretty and dumb.?Once again, the tears began to flow down Barbara’s face. She lowered her head and turned away from Helen.?All right. We may as well use what you’ve got. Get into the kitchen and start on the kitchen floor. It’s filthy. Get a brush and start rubbing.?As Barb scrubbed away on the floor, Helen sat at the kitchen table watching her closely. Occasionally she would point out a place her step-daughter had missed. Suddenly Andy. I think you're a slut." Nicole stood frozen, unable to respond. Brian crossed back to her, stood behind her and put his hands lightly on her hips, "Is that what you are? Are you a slut?"Her brain told her to speak up and say, "No!" but her body would did not respond to the impulse. Instead she leaned back her neck and head against his chest, "I...um...nee...er..."His hand moved up and grazed her breast through her shirt and bra as it moved to her chin. He grabbed face with authority but not.