I'M READY TO CUM... DADDY..." And so I could feel him finger me harder. I can hear the sounds of his hand slapping my soaked pussy. In and out, in and...out, more and more I moan, and all of the sudden my body tightens up and my whole body just spasms. He continues to finger me but slower. He watches me and smiles as I orgasm. (Panting) "Oh my God Daddy... Oh my god..." "How was that sweetie?" Daddy..." As I laid there covered in my own sweat, I couldn't really put words together at that point.. “What I would like for you to do, is take this copy of the contract and look it over, then maybe stop by later and leave the signed copy, if you agree to all the changes.”When she stood, I saw some immediate corrections I would make. Her hair is cut way too short, her hips are as wide as her chair and she’s barely five foot.I told her, “Shelly, why don’t you close your office and come with us? We would love to have you backstage as we perform, so we can visit between sessions. I’ll even invite. I stood there and cried. I felt soiled and spoiled. I must have cried for an hour. I got home very late and told Barbara what happened." Where was your mother?" She died when I was born." Is there anything else that happened to you that makes it difficult for you to relate to men?" When I was eleven, I was developing early and the boys used to tease me, calling me busty."She wasn't. She was probably a 34 B. Beautiful. "Do you remember these things when you are awake?" No, I haven't thought. Every Friday she meets with her bridge club. She usually leaves around seven, and doesn’t return home until around ten or eleven.” She stopped long enough to hold her car keys out to me. “Go home. Leave around seven, because since it takes an hour and a half to get there, she will be gone. Once you get there, you will become me, and by that I mean you will sleep in my room. Just be sure you are in bed before she gets home. I’m not going to say anything else except that this weekend will change.