I looked at it some more and almost cried. “Put it on me Daddy?” I asked in my girlish tone of voice. He took it from me as I lifted up my hair a...d he latched the latch snuggly around my throat with the diamond facing forward. I got up and stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. For some reason it just felt right. Like that is where it belonged. I turned around and looked back at Daddy. He motioned for me to go back to him and he wrapped me up in his arms and picked me up. “But. He dropped Tony off with the usual guy banter, and then he drove home. He didn't want to go see her just yet. His parents had split up awhile back, and his mother liked going out with friends after work, so his house was empty. He thought about bringing Jana here, about what it would be like to have such a beautiful girl in his bed.Girl. He still thought of her that way. And yet, the knowledge that he would shortly be messing around (hopefully) with her and playing with "her" dick...he was. He kept a pretty close eye out, and she did seem to leave the house semi-regularly, but not until after about eight, and not with much regularity. Maybe she was on call or casual or something. When she did leave though, she was always dressed to the nines. Sometimes it was in a tight skirt, often there were tight, figure-hugging jeans, but even an evening gown or two made an appearance. It was clear her favourite colour was red, as he rarely saw her without a piece of red clothing.* * *He. At first, she had asked him not to, objecting meekly, but he seemed to get so much pleasure from looking at her that way. At first, she forced herself to suppress her reluctance to being photographed, but lately she had found herself actually looking forward to the moment he would break out the camera as she laid so meekly below him, her pink nipples exposed to the bedroom air. His reassurances that it was only for the two of them made her feel so wanted. No, wait... it made her feel so.