Just like in her dream.We talked a lot about involving other people in using her and she enjoyed that fantasy too, but we didn’t immediately act upo... it. I should be more clear right from the start. When she talked about it as an absolute flight of fantasy, it appealed to her to the point that she got flushed, her nipples got rock hard and she started to stink like the horny whore she can be - until I suggested we would absolutely be making that happen. Then her demeanor and opinion changed.. But it would be there, all the same.Oh, I knew that another, slightly improved version of David Hooks might -- just barely -- pass muster with Daddy, even with the UAB undergrad degree. Let's imagine that Dave were starting graduate work next September at -- say -- The Wharton School. Daddy wouldn't even mind if Dave was going to be on a needs-based fellowship there -- a cash stipend, intended to assist young men and women from the wrong side of the tracks to... well, to cross over to the right. ... and knelt..... tits on gravel, knees cut by the stones..... sun burning into her sex..... her ass...... she was so pale that morning...... it was not allowed for her to tan at all and five hours later, at 2:00PM, as she heard his car........the moment kneeling became forever, and the sun moved across the sky. She (a pale redhead) felt the sun on the skin.... her open sexual parts....her back..... it began to feel burn....then she knew what it meant as she felt a chill... she might. Sometimes something extraordinary can happen in a place you would never imagine — that’s how I found him. The name I imagined for you, Natalia, has been with me since I was barely even able to have a child. When I was about fourteen, a friend and I were talking about children’s names. The name I chose was ‘Natalia de Ciel’ with de Ciel being French for ‘of Heaven’. Ironic, that’s how you’ve always been to me. I know you’d be smack dab in the middle of middle school now, thirteen. In my mind’s.