"You did good. Those are nice. Your friends are going to appreciate it. I bet some of your teachers will too, though they'll stay quiet about it. I li...e your tits. You're a beautiful grown up daughter. Now off to school for you." I left with my rational brain arguing with my electric feelings. The school week went fast and I was looking forward to a lazy weekend. I strolled into the kitchen wearing a bulky sweatshirt and gray sweat pants. "You dress nice for your school friends during the week. It didn’t keep things light and fun. It made things tense and weird, as if there was a subtext she did not understand. Subtext has a way of becoming apparent — and unavoidable. It was close to midnight one late spring day, a big party at the house she and some friends rented near the campus. Lauryn and a few girls were talking around a coffee table in the expansive living room. There were lots of others around, but that didn’t seem to matter. They talked openly and freely. Until Sean walked. ”“What did my doll do for her daddy?”“I masturbated for you with the panties on. I had an orgasm and wore the panties for you. My cum has dripped onto the cotton crotch.”“Mmm, I bet they taste divine. Take your panties off and put them under my nose.”“Of course, Sir.”Dawn pulled her panties down and rubbed them underneath Nick’s nose. Nick inhaled her pussy scent, which turned him on immediately. Her pussy scent was intoxicating to him. “I want to taste the cotton. Present your panties to. Well, let's see if we can find the Lion."Dorothy washed herself off in the clear water, and using the stream as a mirror, she straightened her hair, retying her pigtails. She stepped back from the water, still naked except for her ruby slippers, and walked over to the Monkey King. He handed her dress back to her."I guess you know I hate to see you put that back on," he grinned."All good things,..." she shrugged, and put the dress over her head."Now," the King said, "Don't forget what we.