I put the cat back on my shoulder and went to look at my fairly meager larder. Nothing in the canned food struck me, so I checked the refrigerator. Ah... fresh asparagus, just the thing. Anyhow, it seemed so to me at the time, but what did I know about cats?I pulled out three stalks—no, make it four, no, five—and chopped them up and put them in the second bowl. That'd make a good meal, I thought. I set it down for him and again decided to give him a little privacy for his meal; watching. What? Girls notice me? Time for a reality check. I was small for my age and looked more like an eight year old than eleven. I never knew my Dad; he was killed in the war in 1944. I had only seen photos of him. One picture showed him standing next to Mum. He looked to be about two inches taller than her five feet one inch. Obviously, I was never going to be a giant. You can’t beat your genes. At least I had inherited both of their looks. They were both blond, blue eyed and slim.At the end of. He began to softly kiss on my neck and rub my ass. Soon he grabbed me and made me face him. He pulled my leg up to my chest and began to slowly work his fingers inside me. While he was working on my hole, he also began to kiss me. I kissed back, sucking on his tongue and moaning into his kiss.Eventually, Daddy began to get more worked up. He pushed me onto my stomach and buried his face into my hole. I was in heaven. He began lick and suck my hole, sticking his tongue and his fingers deep. It was intense and both women new they had a type of chemistry going on. Claire reached for the pencil and her hand met with Sasha’s. Their skin so soft and their looks were so lusty. Feeling a bit nervous they both jumped back into their chairs and pretended the heat between them didn’t exist. It was getting late into the evening and Sasha had to go back to her place. “It was nice meeting you Claire.” “Same here Sasha. They gathered up their books and made their way to the front door. “Hey.