I was emotionally drained, I was reckless, careless, I stopped showering daily, I stopped going to school, I stopped just about everything. I began ro...bing liquor stores to support myself instead of being a productive member of society, and to say the least it wasn't pretty. I was a wreck, through and through, and to this day the only comparison I can draw up is a busted-up rock star whose lifestyle finally caught up with him. I had quit my job (I actually told my boss to fuck off, which was. She walked inside wearing a tank top and shorts. Her breasts were doing that lovely thing where the tops press up and over the neck of the top. I gave her a hug and felt them press against my chest. So what do you want to do? she asked, smiling at me. Oh just watch some tv, I laughed and brought her into my room. It was at least partially true. I flipped the tv on, which was playing a marathon of a certain show that Ill never forget or stop associating with her. We sat on the bed, playing. When I finally made contact, her pussy was drenched and my finger easily slipped in. I was enjoying the sounds she was making as we drove home, telling me how good I made her feel and how much she wanted daddy to fuck her when we got home. I played with her, telling her that the first time was free, but from now on she had to do something special to earn a good fucking from daddy. I was liking the idea of her calling me daddy.She asked what I wanted and I told her I was sure she could think. Pulling off the towel, I madea dash to her jewelry box. A frantic search for suitableaccessories yielded a long gold chain necklace that I put aroundthe cowl, and let fall between my (????) breasts, along with amatching bracelet that I slipped onto my wrist.Less than a minute to go by the clock on her bedside table. Howmany seconds? Not enough. I slipped on the shoes and mincedback to the mirror. I saw a tall, wavy haired person, wearing apeach colored sweater and skirt. I felt mostly.