Of course, I obey, he's my daddy! He puts his hands on the back of my head to help me please him better and shows me how to play with his balls like m...mmy does. mmmmm, he tastse very good and his dick sliding over my tongue makes me very horny. Once he's ready for something more, he stands me up and we get out of the shower. He dries me off, my front first and then moves to my back. He dries my back off and then bends me over the counter to do my ass and legs. He starts at my feet and his hands. I slipped on a leopard print short spaghetti strapped dress over; poured some wine and strolled out onto the balcony. My red wig flowed over my shoulders and my make up was just a bit slutty. I put on a choker that spelled out cumslut in rhinestones around my neck. I just knew that I would get lucky this night. Another motel next to mine had a parking lot that my balcony would offer a very good view to. After an hour or so, and most of the bottle of wine, a construction truck pulled into the. Theywill think you wanted to wear that outfit." Lighten up, it was a joke. I did want to wear it for you asked me to. Ithink you want to see how serious I am about having a date with you. Iwas and am. These clothes do not matter and what people say does noteither. I just need to see if we could be a couple." Mick, do not take this wrong. I will never like you that way, whatmakes you think I would just because we are a year older." For people's taste change. Until you were in the 9th grade you. He gave me an odd look at that, but started to examine me, while the nurse, who had first lieutenant’s bars on her collars, took notes and wrote things down. It was a standard examination (“Does this hurt? Does that hurt?”) after which I learned a little about what was going on, at least regarding my condition.The date was 24 November, the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I had been in the hospital for four days now. The first three I had been sedated and unconscious while I healed up. I had gotten.