I did, and I became addicted to chat rooms. My favorite rooms were the ones where people would pretend to be my daddy and tell me all the nasty things...they were doing to my body. I knew it was wrong to think about daddy that way but I couldnt help it. Dad had started getting a little suspicious about all the time I was spending on the computer, he told me it wasnt healthy. I told him I was just chatting with friends from school. I didnt know he could get access to my computer and see what Id. This was our life for almost a year following vacation when Jeff came into our lives. Jeff was a somewhat recent divorcee and single parent. He had lived in our town for years and owned a successful construction business but following the divorce had moved into a home in our school district. Over the last year, we would bump into him often at the k**'s school functions, sports practices and social gatherings in the neighborhood. He was a pleasant guy that I enjoyed talking college football and. Besides I was really hurting and I didn't have time to waste going somewhere else with you for privacy. The pack has seen far worse than what we've done together."The only one who we may have scarred for life was poor Kathryn. While she may have done things like this before, and since I won't even ask I'm just guessing here, but watching someone else go at it like a wild animal is something better left experienced and not watched," said Ariel with a smile."Well you are certainly looking. She could continue the conversation and add some more hot sexual words to it. Nevertheless, she wanted to have the real thing. Why, did he have to been somewhere between there and New York City? He needed to be between her legs, making love to her."Douglas, how am I going to handle you being on the road a lot? I need you to hold me and fuck me, more than one or two days, every two or three weeks. I love you dearly.”“When I stop to think about things, I realize we both have too much emotional.