And now he’d get to watch me being a prostitute. It made my sixteen-year-old cunt clench so hard. A dizzy wave of heat washed through me.“Mommy-sl...ve, strip!” I commanded while pushing Daddy back to sit on a recliner. I winked at him and whispered, “Enjoy.”“You, too, my little flower,” he told me, stroking my cheek. I shuddered and let out such a wanton moan.My clothes flew off as fast as I could while both Principal Carver and my daddy watched my nubile body bare itself. My round breasts. Kat Von D! How in the world had her friend lured a celebrity into an abandoned building? "Never could pass up a chance to promote your brand, eh Kat? Even at a secret underground rave no one ever heard of." Oh, that's how. Sarah thought to herself as she continued to eavesdrop."And so orgasmic! Do you even understand me anymore? Or have you gone completely mad from all the pleasure I've stuffed into you?" She laughed that sensual, monstrous laugh that had been echoing around Sarah since her. Everything is right in my palm; the entire universe is literally in my hand right now. From tip to tip I am holding the universe like a small toy. I could stretch it, edit it like a modder playing with a game, I can erase, and even rebuild it in my vision. In fact, I have done all of that more times than you could count for the rest of your life.What I can’t do… That is something neither I nor the one writing me could answer… this lovely writer seems dedicated to keep writing my perfection. The tingling warmth in my lower body is growing stronger. I kick back the damp sheets. I stroke my nipples: I circle each areola, gently pinch each teat. Then I can bear it no longer and I’m reaching down, caressing my chest, my stomach, my mound.I run my fingers through my pubic hair. The dream is authentic in this detail: although I always trimmed my hair short as a teenager, I only started to fully shave it in recent months. Rather than the coarse and curly hair of my girlfriends, mine is.