Have a good day?" I asked."Not bad. Dad, do you think I'm pretty?" Not in the least," I said smiling when her face fell. "I think you absolute gorgeou...." Aw, you're just saying that because you're my Dad," she blushed."Even a blind man could see your beauty. Why do you ask?" I don't know. I guess I just don't have a very high opinion of myself." She paused biting her lower lip with obviously another question. "Daddy, do I look sexy?" You have the maturity of a woman in a girl's body. Sexy? I. I would have preferred her in a shorter one, but she was wearing a canary yellow wrap-around top that tied in a bow over her belly. She was evidently not wearing a bra, and although her breasts were only a modest B-cup, they were slightly soft and pendulous, and quivered with each move she made. It may have been coincidental though, more likely, it was planned, but Lucy sat sideways-on to the sun. Coincidental or deliberate, the sun back-lit the shape of her bra-less breasts, shining through. But her evil grin was evident by her unlocking my door and seatbelt. Then she made her hand rub my groin area while ordering me to exitthe car "now!" "Or your time in your device will grow"! Crying would havesmeared my makeup. I had no choice. I opened the car door and tried toexit as sissy like as possible. The sissy movements were an idea from mywife. If anyone did see me, it was quite obvious what I was. Either adrag queen or a total sissy! She knows that I crave humiliations. Thin straps that were tied together behind her neck held up Amy’s breasts. Her shapely, stocking covered, legs ended in black, low-healed shoes. There was a few guys sat at the bar watching the girls and when they came up to the bar Jemal one of the black guys asked Amy if she’d like a drink, Amy smiled at him “Vodka & Coke” please, Jemal then gave it her and they started chatting, whilst her other friends hit the dance floor with Jemal’s mate’s. You look good enough to eat Jemal cheekily told.