Tell me, Debby, have you touched yourself down there very much?" Uh? Like? Uh, sometimes, Father? Like, but only since I turned twelve, sir. Not 'fore...that. And I'm just barely thirteen, sir?" You must show me what you've done, my child. You must pretend you're all alone and show me." But, sir? Like? I do it at night, sir? When I'm in bed?" That's all right, Debbie. Pretend that you're in bed." But, Father? You mean? Like? Get undressed and?" That's right, my child. Even though we don't have a. This person was just trying to be nice. There was no reason to be mad at her. It's not her fault Rachel was so emotionally and socially screwed up. She took a deep breath."Look ... I'm sorry. I'm not at my best at the moment." She reached out and gently touched Anita's bare arm, then withdrew her hand back within her personal space. The smile she got back made her blush. Anita cocked her head at her."Have you eaten yet?"The change of subject froze Rachel for a moment, then with a slight smile. Thanks for all your help, Tiff. I hope you’re pleased with the outcome. Chapter Two I normally got out of bed with Nick each morning he was at home, even when he was heading off to work at some ridiculously early hour. With him continuing to be so busy, those moments were some of the few opportunities I had to spend some time with him. But not this week. This week, I’d been avoiding him as much as I could, still paralyzed with guilt at what I’d done during the last couple of weeks. How could. I could feel my face redden as he grasped my cock in one hand and slowly stroked it as he grabbed my balls and pulled on them firmly. Shocks of pleasure zipped through my body as I moaned louder around my mouthful of cock and he chuckled again.He leaned forward and grasped my nylon clad legs under his arms, exposing me completely as I squirmed underneath his weight. His cock drove deeper into my mouth as I gasped for air. My jaw was aching and I felt his tongue pushing against my asshole. He.