.. would make me a whore ..a legit prostitute. I had been here a hundred times with daddy as my escort. I am very well known here. Very desired. Plus ... wasn't presenting myself in my sexy looks. I am literally in only pink panties with my cock hanging out. And fuck....whos idea was it to paint the head of my cock hot pink, and have little pink hearts drawn all over my body. Daddy knew what he was doing. Before I was his little pet on a leash. Now I was alone, he knew his lost little pet was. "So how you like it on a desk," Simpson asked me early on my first day back."Well it's better than playing solitaire on the computer, but only barely better." I said."I can get you transfered to help me out, if you would like," he said."Is your crap work any different from Webster's crap work." I asked."Well I'm going to be re interviewing some people in the Jennifer Allen case," he said."Don't tell me, you are going to talk to the sister? The one who played us." I said."Among others, yes," he. I began with her neck, nibbling her nape as she knelt upright in the middle of my bed and I slowly ran my hands over her beautiful breasts, deftly unbuttoning her cotton blouse. She slipped out of the blouse, it fell behind her, as I breathed in her ear, and she wore only a pink lace bra and tight cut-off jeans. I caught a glimpse of Sayaka, watching intently with those dark cat-eyes, as I peeled away these cut-offs, ran a finger along Yumi’s muff. I could feel already getting wet, moistening. "Why me?"He continued to dry his crotch which was exciting me to no end. "Well, I heard about your all-conference championship and that you are a stud with the upper body moves," he stated with another one of those gleams in his eye. I was confused wondering if he was talking about on the mat or in bed (and was hoping it was the latter)."Thanks. I love to throw guys around," I said with a smile. He returned a grin of his own as we both laughed. "I'll go check with coach to see if we can.