She took the next few hours preparing dinner. Her favorite music was playing, and that took her mind off her condition, but the closer it got to the t...me for her father to get home, the more nervous she got. When she heard the garage door open, she poured a glass of wine for him with shaking hands, while thinking about how she was going to tell him. She was so afraid of how he was going to react, but she tried to calm herself. She met him at the door as usual."Hi Daddy!" She hugged him tightly.. ..maybe she cangive you a perm so it doesn't look so raggedy all the time." It was obviousLori was trying to humiliate him into cutting his hair, but again she chosethe wrong avenue.Timmy looked up at me with those big green eyes and said.....'would you giveme a proper hair trim...would you Toni?" Well, I truly didn't know what tosay. I really didn't want to be caught in their mother son ordeal.I looked at Lori in Maddie's chair and she just sort of indicated she hadgiven up. "Do what he. Because that's what you are: a dirty little whore that is here for my enjoyment and my pleasure only. Okay? You are just a series of holes to fill, fuck, punish and break!"The menace in my eyes fills her with a slight trepidation but her pussy clenches with excitement. She gulps and says "Y-yes!" in a shaky, breathless voice.Smack. Her face whips to the side from the force of the stinging blow I delivered to her cheek. "Let's get one thing straight," I growled, "Fuck Dolls do not speak, or make. You saw the ‘boys’ home from the war, build their little houses.You are the last generation who spent childhood without television; instead, you imagined what you heard on the radio.With no TV until the 50’s, you spent your childhood “playing outside”.There was no little league. There was no city playground for kids.The lack of television in your early years meant, that you had little real understanding of what the world was like.On Saturday afternoons, the movies gave you newsreels sandwiched.