People waved and smiled at Daddy as he and Little One passed by. ‘Daddy,’ Little One asked, ‘Are these people your friends?’ ‘They are our ...eighbors Little One. You will meet them soon. I’m sure they will like you.’ ‘Daddy, where are we going?’ she asked ‘We are going to a special store, where they sell pretty clothes for young ladies. We are going to find you some pretty things to wear.’ Daddy said ‘At the Home, we only had a dress to wear on Sunday and another we wore all week long.’ Daddy. ..enjoyable. But I had to think about the whole family, not to mention my college fund. So I hit the pavement and ended up getting a position as a barrista in a coffee shop down the road from school.It was a small place. You'd call it a Mom and Pop outfit, except it was owned and operated by a single woman named Annabel. About 30, the shop wasn't doing all that well, so she wanted to take some night classes to finish up her degree and give her some other options. After a week of learning. There were voices and movement. She was walking at some point, even though her shaky legs could barely support her. There were more sounds – sounds of the city; sounds of driving. There was warmth, and water. She felt relaxed; soothed. She felt prepared. She felt ready.She awoke.Penny was in a place that she found vaguely familiar. Looking around, she realized she had been here before. This was the room in which she had sacrificed Penny what seemed like eons ago. This was where she had tried to. ”He grinned, “Thanks, I like it too.”I had glanced at his crotch and was pleased to see a really nice bulge in his jeans. “You know what else in this truck looks dam nice?”“No, what?”I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch, “This!”I gently squeezed his package and rubbed back and forth a bit. He wasn’t objecting to what I was doing at all.I continued to rub and squeeze and feel his cock and he was growing bigger. I said, “That feels bloody nice to me!”“Me too,” he grinned. “How about.