"Darla sighed over all the wasted years she had already spent, trying tobe someone she wasn't, someone she never wanted to be. Trying to be theboy her...parents wanted her to be; playing sports she had no interest in,hanging out with guys she really despised and dating girls she wouldrather just be friends with."What the fuck is this!" Darla's heart stopped when she heard herfather's voice. "Just what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Dad, I can explain..." David said weakly, knowing that this. Outside, the sun had started to set, casting long shadows of the hills over the landscape.“Alright, out with it. I know you didn’t have time to masturbate this morning, so you might as well get it out of the way now, before your balls explode.”“M-o-o-o-m!” Andrew cried, this time in shock, “You’re not supposed to say stuff like that!”“Well obviously it’s souring your mood. I want a fun trip with you. It’s the first time in a year that we’re doing a city trip.”“What if somebody walks in?”“I. I was in my mid 40's and she was 19. I can't say I'd never looked at her, even as a c***d she was precociousand attention hungry. We even joked about how much trouble she would be when she hit her teens. Her dad predicted before that she would end up as a pole dancer. As it turned out he was not that far wrong. Alongside her day job in hospitality & banqueting she worked as a "glamour model". Now that term in the UK has two distinct meanings it's first is topless and nude modelling such as. " She grabbed his hand and pulled him along through thestore and outside. "I know a great place right around the corner, we canwalk there."They reached the restaurant and were seated at a table for two. Afterordering a bottle of wine they were about to cheers when Kristin remindedTony he was supposed to take his prescription. "Do you think this isalright to drink with wine?" he asked."Yes, I don't think it should be a problem. Here, take two of these."She opened up the pain relief bottle.