But sixteen years ago, I simply added six new words, one thought, and I was on my way.She probably didn't even notice me. If she did, it was just a fl...eting thought, wondering what one so young was doing with a gold tooth. There was no eye contact, nothing to separate me from anyone else in the crowd. Nothing to suggest that I was responsible for defining her entire life from now on.Now, sitting beside her in the cab, enjoying the warmth of her mouth as she "got me ready", I took a trip down. It was a very masculine living room. There was a leather couch and amatching love seat. There was also a reclining leather chair. A largeHD TV was mounted on the wall. She sat down on the couch and waited forDavid.He walked in carrying two glasses of wine. He handed her one of theglasses and then sat down next to her."To tonight," he said as he touched his glass to hers.Mia had to admit that he was very smooth.The wine was good and felt nice and warm as it entered her body.She looked into. My sweet boy, youre so peaceful when your sleeping.I had forgotten how lovely his hands were. As his touch reached my neck, I felt my bulge start to grow. I pretended to turn over in my sleep, concealing it. His finger tips pushed down my back and toyed with the elastic on my underwear. He moved away. He had gone back to bed to pretend that he was asleep. When my erection had subsided I got up and walked into the bathroom. I ran a hot bath and left the door open. I lay in the bath fantasising. ”“And be gracious,” my father said as he stepped closer to me, brushing my hair off of my shoulder and unbuttoning the top two buttons on my dress and caressing my breasts. “He deserves more than just a piece of cake don’t you?”I stepped back, shocked. “What do you mean exactly?”“What I mean, young lady, is go make him a real drink and show him just how grateful you are. “I knew just what my father meant, although I couldn’t believe he was actually saying it. “Look, I know you’ve been fucking.