By the time I was done, I was so exhausted that I could not even attempt to wrap it. Ninety minutes of sleep passed in the blink of an eye, and I def...nitely did not feel refreshed and ready to begin the day. But, somehow, I was able to force myself out of bed and get ready for school, my twin brother practically needing to carry me to his car. Before the first class began, I hunted the hallways, searching for Claire. She was not at her locker, and she was not in the cafeteria getting muffins. Not only was she younger than me by a bit too much in my opinion, but I was friends with her father and respected the whole family too much to want to play with the fire Amber represented. I also knew that Amber had a sort of crush on me. It showed all over to anyone who’d watch her interact with me. Jacob and Emma, who owned the store, had mentioned it to me several times, as had her parents. I wasn’t sure what they thought about it, and to be honest, I felt that Amber was just too young for. Your hands slide my panties down, and I step out of them to help you. My hands reach for you shirt and you help as I pull it over your head. Then to your pants and undo them as you kick off your shoes and socks. Then they fall, together with your shorts, and we stand facing each other, with only the air between us. You take my hand and we walk to the steps to enter the hot tub. I go first and slip in, feeling instantly the heat of the water, feeling instantly how it soothes away every aching. “Please Daddy,” she begged, “If you take me to the clinic, only you and I will ever have to know.” “The clinic?” I asked shocked, “Is that what you really want?” “No,” she quickly said, “But what other choice do I have?” I sat there for a moment picturing her belly all swollen, her breasts large and full of milk, and found myself getting very aroused. She was a stunning brunette; I assume the spitting image of her mother at that age. I have to admit, I have fantasied many times about pumping.