.. De ta chatte... Depuis que nous t'avons bien pelot?e ? la piscine, on s'imagine tes formes... Les photos nous ont bien renseign?, on sait que t'es ...ne fausse blonde... Les poils bruns d?passant de ta culotte t'ont trahi... Mais on aimerait en savoir plus...? Pour l'instant on imagine... - Je ne supporterai pas ce ton plus longtemps ! Le coupa alors Fran?oise, - Ou tu t'excuses imm?diatement devant tes copains ou je fais un rapport et c'est avec le directeur que tu. He put a silk scarf around my head, blindfolding me. Then he stepped back and I was alone on the bed.I waited impatiently for something to happen. For him to touch me, taste me, do something, anything. But I wasn’t even sure if he was still in the room. I heard and felt nothing.After several minutes I tentatively called his name but there was no response. Now I’m really confused. I’m beginning to wonder if even being struck by one of those ugly riding crops would be better than being ignored!I. ” You start laughing and say, “Don’t apologize Laura, he needs it. Don’t you Mattie?” you ask. You tell me to button up my shirt and we head back to the lobby. As we get to the bar, your eyes get big as you scurry over and give a man a big hug. As you pull away, I see a young black man, younger than you and built. You come up and say “Jerome, this is an old friend Matt, Matt this is Jerome.” He reaches out to shake my hand and we do. “Mattie dear, why don’t you get the three of us a drink and. Daddy's eyes panned down my body as he saw I was wearing nothing underneath."Are you sure it won't happen again, Daddy?" I said, deliberately teasing my father.His eyes met mine as he said in a weak voice, "Y-yes."He coughed and was about to take another sip of his coffee, but I placed my hand on his hairy forearm and made him look up at me again. I leaned down until my face was right next to his."Are you sure, Daddy?" I said, teasing him some more. "Are you really sure you want to stop?"He.