I hadn't eaten in morethan a day, wanting to keep myself as clean as possible for Daddy andmy stomach was doing flips..I stepped right to him, keeping...my hips swaying and sucking on the blo-pop..."On your knees..." he trailed off noticing the word on my cutoff top"...slut...right here" he indicated to come right before him.I got down onto my knees, my legs apart, and holding my head cocked alittle to one one side innocently, keeping my ass and non-tits archedout as far as I could. He reached. Probably thought she wasn't good enough, or pretty enough, or something. I had to say something, and quickly."It's just," I bit my lower lip thinking of what to say, trying to give her the reason to back away from this cliff with dignity. "I understand that you've been under a lot of pressure, keeping up a brave face with this whole deal, but you don't have to do... this. We can just both walk away if you want. I'm not going to..." Will you just please shut up and fuck me already?" she. “Name the time and the place,” she said, a gleam in her eye that said she wasn’t going to back down.I gave her my address and told her 7PM Thursday. “Have your safeword ready and wear something you don’t care if you still own at the end of the night. A change of clothes might make the drive home less embarrassing too.”We’d gathered some attention and she wanted one last jab. “My safeword is ‘Sissyboy’,” she said to me with a smirk.“Just remember,” I told her. “When you use that safeword, you’re. ” “Marca I’m telling you right up front, you can take this job, but young lady half of that 400 is going in the bank for college, you understand?” I look at dad, fuck who cares, put it all in there; I’m going to be on a 5 day party, oh me. “Yes sir, I understand.” ****** Two weeks later the afternoon before I was to fly with Mr. Hill to Houston , mother got me off to the side when dad was out of the house. “Marca your father is.