She was about thirty-five while Kimberly was still nineteen years old.Like I said Kimberly wore white granny panties and then on the forth day she wor... white thong panties. Of course I had to say something about the drastic change. Kimberly blushed then told me that her period had ended. She told me that since she has to wear white that she double protects herself with tampons as well as pads and that pads don’t fit very well under a G-string. I smiled and agreed with her.Throughout the day my. I was about half-way through the incredibly tedious magazine.Mark had his iPod on and had not said a word for a good hour, butperiodically he would reach down to hold my hand and I would concentrateeven harder on pointless articles about celebrity weddings and make-uptips."Babe I'm too hot, I think I'm going to take a dip," Mark announcedsuddenly. "Are you coming in?" No thank you Sweetie, I'll just stay here and read," I replied withouttaking my eyes off the magazine."Oh come on Karen, come in. You girls are all sisters now.”Daisy got in and sat besides Tricia. “Daisy, you told me how wonderful it was to have a Black Daddy and how wonderful it is to be Black fucked so that I had to do it too. However, Daddy told me not to tell you for a while. He thought that you might think that I was stealing your Daddy. I hope that you aren’t mad at me!”Daisy was mad at first. But then she realized that her Daddy was a pimp and that he was running a business. A pimp always had multiple girls in his. It's all over. You've saved the other kids, my sweet. You're a very special girl. I'm so proud of you. There, there. Let it out, my precious one."All this was accompanied by nuzzling kisses to the top of her head and gentle, loving stroking of her back. Still she wept. After a long while she quietened.He continued to comfort her, stroking, kissing and whispering. "You are a very special, brave girl. I'm so proud of you, little Becca. It's all over now." No!" Her head came up sharply. "It isn't.