..please don't let it be...Alyssa quickly dresses and runs out the restroom door. Her worst fear happens...no one in sight but her dad who is standing...there smoking a cigarette. He smiles at her.No.....oh god no...what did I just do. She feels sick....sick at the fact that she just fucked her dad.....and sick at the fact that she actually fucking enjoyed it!Part 2: Momma's TurnAllison looks out the window as they drive through the dark night, she was sick and tired of all of this driving.. Eyeing my options, I decided on a cropped t-shirt and a pair of small boy short panties. Even though I wasn’t quite ready to take that step, I wanted to at least push myself out of my comfort zone. Quickly changing, I checked my reflection in the mirror; the t-shirt ended just below my rib cage, keeping my small breasts covered but showing off my midriff. The panties were cut slightly low and hugged my ass nicely, and after seeing just how revealing they were I was glad I preferred to keep my. The mannerisms and the way I interacted with them was completely second nature, I had to admit I loved teasing and flirting with them. The online persona that had evolved was automatic in my responses, and I always felt so much pride in being able to elicit the reactions I did. I felt confident and self-assured in a way I never had before and I loved the positive attention that came with it.I sprung out of bed and flew through my usual morning routine, showering, yoga, stretches and the. And you’re in. Your bald head enters first, it’s pate shining from the street lights, then darkening as it moves inwards. Your lovely long body follows and the walls of my hallway shudder. One or two framed pictures fall to the floor and smash on the tiles, but I don’t care. You see my face right at the end of the hall poking out from behind the grandfather clock while the rest of me is hidden. I smile at you, blow you a kiss and beckon you to come to me. As you edge further inside the walls.