" Okay, sweetie," Tom said, planting a kiss on his daughter's forehead, which come to think of it, didn't feel feverish after all.That brush of his li...s sent a shiver down Brin's spine that thankfully didn't show, and she smiled up at him before turning toward her room."Thanks, Daddy," Brin sighed. "For everything."Tom stood there, watching her walk away, and for just a second, he thought of that thong and the sway in Brin's hips that was so much like her mother's. He pushed the thought away as. . I could see the bullet moving toward the face. A shadow of the bullet formed ... grew smaller ... the tip of the bullet touched a dot ... a pimple ... the pimple grew, so slowly. The grooves, barely moving as they spun the bullet, keeping it burrowing into the skin. It began to flatten as the hollow point touched the bone. It spread, four copper arms slowly extending as the bullet continued on its way. The lead core flattening so slowly. Her eyes had a flutter, the beginning of a blink. The. He then stopped kissing me and asked me what I wanted. I want your cock, I begged him. He teased me a little bit more, making me beg him to fuck me. Finally he pushed all the way into me, very hard. From then on he was taking me fairly hard, and he was starting to call me names, which seemed to make me even hornier. He asked me if I was his little white whore, and I told him I was. Then he asked if I would do anything he asked, and when I said yes, he pulled out of me, moved up my body,. “Hey, I have a picture of Daisy and me up in my room.” She suddenly stood up. “Would you like to see it?”“Sure,” I said, completely surprised that she was inviting me to her room in front of her grandparents.“We’ll just be a minute,” she said to them before they could react. “I want to show Josh that picture of Daisy and then we’ll go out and get the hay up in the loft.”Carla dashed over to the stairway. “Come on, Josh. I really want you to see my picture of Daisy.”I’m not sure what her.