It was getting late, around 10pm, when she said, " I wish i had a boyfriend or a Daddy like you, who knows how to treat a girl and spoil her."The wine...had got to me by this time and i replied, "If i was i would spoil you so much!"."Was what?, My boyfriend or my Daddy?" she asked."I could be either, or both!" god i was pissed."My sugardaddy?" Cara said quietly, "I think i would like that"Again Cara had shocked me into silence but then made me gasp as she put her hand onto my leg and wispered, "I. He looked at the image that popped up on the little window that tracked the cat in Alex's home. He was surprised. No one else had ever figured out how he managed to invade anyone's private space. If he answered her, he'd probably never get into her space again.Did he want to contact her? That was a good question. She was one of the good-guy users of the Master PC program. There were so few of them that it would be nice to be in contact with another. But if he contacted her, it was possible that. She'd seen and laughed with other people the videos of bucks getting to fresh with girls. They always got away and everyone laughed, but they also weren't injured, bent over, and bare assed with estrus slicking their shaved virgin lady parts. Slowly Morgan tried to reach for her bow as the buck stopped sniffing her. Looking away to see how close she was, Morgan suddenly felt breath on the back of her and saw paws appear next to shoulders before feeling them slide down to grip her slender. I’d long ago understood what the concept of the Second Amendment meant, and had a Baretta 92F 9mm pistol under my pillow ever since. My hand closed around the grip, and I softly took it off safety. I wasn’t sure who it was, and my half-dream state, I had forgotten that Celeste was even in the house.My hand relaxed when I heard her voice. “Are you awake?” One of the most inane questions in the world.“Yes,” I said softly, and turned to face her. The moonlight was streaming in from my skylight,.