It was a common enough thing to hear, what with the thin wall that separated our rooms. Normally I wore earplugs to bed—for that reason among others...��but in my sickness I must have forgotten to put them in. I forced myself to get up with the intention of finding them and going back to sleep, but I stopped cold at what I saw. Truly was standing near my bed. Her denim shorts were unzipped, and her skin-tight shirt was pulled down to reveal her left tit. One hand was underneath her panties, and. This upset Karen, because she thought that she was losing, as she put it, "her best friend." I told her that she could call and visit me, but she said that she was still afraid to go into the city alone.About two weeks later, in June I believe, was her twentieth birthday, so I decided to take her out. She was all excited. On the night of her birthday, she was wearing the new clothes that I had bought her. A nice pair of jeans, her US Navy sweatshirt and her sneakers. Karen was a natural girl,. "God your wet and tight baby." He was so big and my slit was so little. Even though he entered slowly and I was very wet I felt a rush of pain. I must have yelled as Daddy stopped and asked if I was okay. "Oh Daddy you’re so big and it hurts but don't stop."He kissed my lips and face as he continued easing his cock into my honey hole. "Is that better baby?" He asked. “Oh Daddy it hurts but yet it's so good. I love how you feel inside me. Oh Daddy fuck your little girl. Make me cum. Oh Daddy. They make me feel sexy and powerful,? she explained. ?I’m not allowed to wear shoes like these with a skirt this short into the shop at work. The foreman is afraid that one of his men might lose a finger in the press brake. What sort of work do you do, Eric? From the clothes you were wearing earlier it seems you have a white collar job.?While she ate her lunch, Miss Julia listened attentively as I explained that I designed heating and air conditioning systems for an engineering firm.?We do.