However, I don’t even know what the hell to call my relationship with Daisy. Is she my girlfriend? Are we fuck buddies? I do know one thing. I love ...hen she calls me “Daddy.”It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday when she called me via FaceTime. “Hey, daddy,” She said.“What’s up, baby girl?" I responded.“Getting ready for work, you?"I cursed to myself. I forgot she had work tonight.“I just woke up from a nap, man. I’m lazy as hell today. I straight up forgot you had work. Damn. I actually wanted a. The living room was in a small light on because that the TV was on, but there was no Rebecca to be found. I figured that she had gone out and simply forgot to turn the TV off. I walked back toward my room, which was next to Rebecca’s. The light was on in both of our rooms and Rebecca’s door was open. I peeked in and was shocked at what I saw! Lying on the bed, there was my cute roommate fast asleep and naked.In her hand was a large red jelly dildo! In fact, it was my dildo! And I could swear. Phir main ready hua aur dekha masi khana bna rahi thi kitchen mein toh main piche se gya uski pyari si gand jo black night gown mein mere land ko uksa rahi thi us pr land touch krte hue unko hug kiya jor se . Aur kiss kri cheeks pr .Vo mere gal pr hath ferte hue boli chl hall mein baith aur khana kha le . Hmne khana khaya fir main tv. Dekhne lg gya aur masi nhane chle gyi . Phir maine socha kyu na nisha masi ko nhate hue dekha jaye ghar pr koi nai tha jisse meri himmat double ho gyi main utha. With us being really the only people or family she knew, lindy would visit us whenever she could, each time raising the stakes between she and i. Our conversations became much more personal, had more body touching (laughing on the other’s shoulder, sensual arm rubs or strokes), and a general feeling of “heat” between us. Every visit, lindy felt the need to cook and clean. The meals were spreads worthy of kings and, at times, she cleaned in a short pair of shorts and gray cut-off top. This was.