"No, I meant do you want to go to school with all the other girls, and er, boys?"Well, duh, the only answer is yes. I told him so, and he was all thri...led. He told me I'd be starting at East Ashdown Junior High (go Tigercats!) starting next week in eighth grade. To celebrate, we all toasted to the occasion. I go another one of those nasty drinks I have to drink when they want to mess with me. I could've faked it, but I avoid being "tickled" by my necklace whenever I can. It's been a week now. A nice dinner, a couple of drinks, and then you can fuck my brains out!”“An offer no sane man could refuse!” I chuckled.“But YOU aren’t sane!” she countered.“True. But I’m sure as hell not refusing!”I took her hand and we left the room and headed up to the restaurant and bar on the top floor of the hotel. We had a wonderful prime rib dinner, a nice bottle of red wine, and we shared a slice of double-chocolate fudge cake with vanilla ice cream for dessert. When we finished eating we went back. Shoving his tongue in and out of her soaking wet cunt. He then begins to lick her tight little asshole as she almost tries to climb the counter it feels so good. daddys finger begins to rub her clit from the front. He then stands up jerks her head back by her hair and tells her he is going to fuck her like this and when he and her finish coming she will return to cook his breakfast so he can watch their cum drain and drip down her legs. "Yes oh yes sir please please fuck me now." she screams.. I prevailed, and we rode the shuttle bus to the terminal. I didn't know what I had won, until I realized that the hotel bill included a record ofphone calls charged.What can you tell from a voice on the phone? It was articulate, and deep, with a salesman's power of persuasion.The tone was firm, masculine, competent, and yet almost arrogant. Somehow he sounded young, tall and well built. I got his name and a business address. A friend on the police force gave me his license number and home.