The red latex showed off her thin waist and wide hips, but it was so tight around her legs that she couldn’t keep up with Rob, following Dakota arou...d the office as she completed her morning tasks.He obviously loved her tattoo. Dakota basked in Rob’s gaze - she couldn’t ever remember feeling this happy. A part of her knew it was unhealthy, a part of her knew it wouldn’t last, and a huge part of her knew that she certainly shouldn’t have gotten a depiction of pussy-lips tattooed in such an. ” “I'm sorry, Daddy. I don't know what's wrong with me. I just have to get laid.” “Well, maybe you need to see a councilor.” She nodded as the other squad cars showed up. “You're right. I love you, Daddy. Now, go talk to them so that we can get out of here.” “Well, they are going to want me to get you to the hospital and do a rape kit. Then they will want to question you.” “Okay. Just try to make this quick. I just want to go home.”(_)(_)(_) Ellie kept her face calm as she rang Lindsey's door. For one, I was running out of cash. I didn’t know if this was the kind of place that had an ATM. I pulled out another twenty and folded it lengthwise between my fingers. The softness of her skin echoed on the tips of my fingers, contrasting with the crispness of the bill. I spent a few moments twiddling my thumbs before I decided to investigate further. The music had stopped and the house was quiet. I went to Nicole’s door and peeked around the edge. ‘Strip club rules,’ she purred. She was. She kissed me on the cheek.We spent a pleasant couple of hours eating and drinking and Delia encouraged me to put my iTunes on shuffle, rather than pandering to her tastes. And so it was that as we sat on the couch and I put my hand on her leg it was to the accompaniment of The Velvelettes’ Needle in a Haystack.By the time it changed to You Know That I’m No Good by Amy Winehouse, Delia was in my arms and we were kissing. She was warm and womanly and passionate – not at all like the gruff figure.