Not to worry about anything." Please, daddy..." Just for a short while, dear. I want to talk with you a bit more."Her father put the pillow under her ...ead and held her arms to prevent her from turning away."Did you like kissing, daddy?" Daddy, I'm your daughter, stop it!" Not until I've taught you how to kiss properly. You didn't kiss properly, Cindy. Let daddy teach you." Daddy, please. I have to sleep. I've school tomorrow." Just for a short while, dear. Let me teach you how to kiss first and. BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP. The door shook as incredibly loud alarms sounded. I backed off with a shout, unsure if I should run away or call Helen. Suddenly, the alarms were silenced and door flung open with Helen standing there with a very intimidating frown on her face. “Come inside.” She said brusquely, and I entered feeling like I was going to court. She closed the door and slowly turned to face me. “Do you know what time it is?” “Uh, 11:58! I was on time!” “No,” she said angrily, “It’s 2:58am. You. The time seemed to stop when I felt that soft feeling on my face.Something so heavenly to describe started brushing around my cheeks and upper lip and forced my nose to one side that I felt it might break. I could not believe what was happening. It was her other breast on my face. It felt like she was trying to kill me by smothering my face with her breast and choke me to death.The fight for the remote since she lunged from the sofa could not have been more than a few seconds in reality. But it. “Your mother told me about ‘Brandi’ that day when I got my new hairstyle. I was both floored and intrigued at the same time. You did not bring it up, even though I hoped you would, so I did not either. Still, I was thinking about it. Over time, I realized I had been seeing glimpses of ‘Brandi’ since the moment I first laid eyes on you – and liked what I saw. Our domination/submission games merely heightened my longstanding desire to take charge of our relationship, like my namesake - and see.