Round but not too big, he couldn’t take his eyes off it. “Daddy, is it too big?” Kelly’s voice awoke him, and he stammered an answer. “N-n-n...o-o, H-h-oney. Not too big at all. I think it’s just perfect.” Kelly smiled and turned around again. “You’re sweet, Daddy. Now would you help me dry off, please?” She held out the towel to him. “Oh, Kelly, I don’t think I should be doing that…” “Why not, Daddy? What harm is there in drying me off?” What harm, indeed? Let’s think about child abuse or. “Slap him for me.”Twelve minutes later TJ found a naked woman walking jaggedly down the shoulder of the road. Trying hard to stay on the three foot gravel shoulder between the blacktop and the grass. And not succeeding particularly well.A slender black woman with short hair. Sure fit the description she’d been given. Add in one empty bottle of rum and no clothes and it was pretty much a lock that she’d found her quarry.She pulled off about 30 feet in front of her and slid out, walking back to. ”“Model?”“Yeah, I pay girls to come over and try on some of the clothes that I make in my spare time. I’m trying to get a modeling and clothing business going so I can quit teaching.”“I didn’t know you made your own clothes!” Lily was amused. She never pictured Mr. Darrel to make clothes. “but yeah I would love to come over and try some of your clothes.”“Great just come home with me after school.* * * * . . My mom was an avid reader of romance novels. She had shopping bags full of ones she'd already read stored in the basement. Once I'd moved my room downstairs I'd begun reading some of them, late at night. Between the stories they told and my rather active imagination, I had found them to be excellent masturbation material. They were a little gushier than things I actually enjoyed reading, but as something to relieve the pressures when my boners appeared at bedtime, they were more than.