We walked in and approached the reception desk to sign into the health club. Behing the desk a uniformed sergeant was stood talking to the camp manage....“Good morning kids,” the receptionist, Tracey, greeted us.“Good morning,” we echoed, “is there a problem?”“Two campers were arrested last night, apparently they had two underage girls in their caravan.”The camp manager spotted us at this point and gestured towards us to the Sergeant. We couldn’t hear what he said, but the Sergeant turned,. She is a professional model with the cutest smile ever. So finally the day arrived when Heather flew down to Mumbai and according to the plan, I was supposed to meet her at the arrivals. I reached the airport just in time with a bouquet of roses and was waiting for her to come out. Finally, I could see her walking out through the arrival gate. We had exchanged a lot of pics while our chats so we could recognize each other easily.She came out, I went near her, presented the bouquet to her and. The gates open to the fight and we enter and take our seats. I am hoping she will sober up and shut up once we get in our seats.During the first fight she tells me she needs to go the rest room. She is tall and is wearing what I would call Stilletto Heel, Stripper boots. She is taller than I am with these boots on. She can barely stand so I have to walk her to the restroom and drop her off at the door. She is in there for 30 minutes.I am standing in the hall waiting on her. I am wearing my UFC. Why not? I can make you feel good too daddy! A year ago I told myself I just had to wait til I was a bit older but lately I've just felt confused and sad. Another emotion also comes to mind when I think about what's happening in the room next to mine, anger. Anger at my sister for not sharing and jealousy that she got all of daddy's attention. I hated them for not including me...So why was I rubbing my pussy so hard, and why was my tight little hole so wet? I masturbate every time I hear her.