Her legs opened a bit wider and I watched as her hands went between her legs and her fingers slipped inside her loose shorts. The movement of her shor...s and slight upheaval of her hips made it obvious that she was fingering her pussy enjoying my touching her breasts as she did."Don't stop please, my breasts are very sensitive and I like them being touched," she whispered quietly. "No one has touched them before, everyone is afraid that I am too young to know." Her eyes were open, looking. Her blonde hair is shoulder length and cut square across the back and the bangs come just above her arched eyebrows. Bright red lipstick and high hills finish her off. I double check the seams of her black stockings. They are always straight but I will adjust them just to get to handle her legs. When we get to the show I let her off close to the gate then go find a place to park. This gives her time to start walking around alone. I keep my distance from her so she can attract attention. Once. I hung up the phone and turnedaround in Mandy's arms. "Well, that's done," I said to her. I wrappedmy arms around her and we kissed."I heard," she said. "What's wrong with your mom?" Daddy said she fainted after I told her. He says she'll be okay."Mandy unwrapped her arms from around me, took my hand and led me over tothe seats. We sat down and held hands for a while before I spoke again."Did the lady cop tell you they were gonna have a doctor examine us?" Yeah," she answered. She. " Dad, I really don't care where that bitch is! I want my kids back! I want her hunted down like the black-hearted bitch that she is! I don't give a good rat's ass if she is having another one of her 'defense mechanism' episodes. She went too far this time!" What do you mean by a 'defense mechanism' episode?" he asked.I explained how she would suddenly be this mean-spirited bitch every once in a while, and she called it a 'defense mechanism' that allowed her to cope with things that were out of.