Then, that smile to be dashed away as quickly as if it'd been being chased, as soon as you discover that slight curl to her full, tan lips.My daughter...was growing into a great, strong woman, I realized the next morning and as the day went on. Even in her times of need she always held her head high, in the eleventh grade and already with both a car and occupation. An accomplishment for most seventeen year olds. Though, you can't very much call a job at TacoBell™ much of an occupation. Though,. Actually I was so concentrated on the erotic sight in front of me that I did not pay attention to my thermos. I happened to push it and with a clattering noise it tumbled on the trunk and then down to the ground. Immediately the dog lifted his head and barked. I knew I had been spotted, and in order to prevent any further trouble I stepped out into the opening and said I was sorry I had disturbed them, and that I would leave as soon as I had packed up my little bag. The woman let out a little. Unlike me, Cameron was an early-bloomer. She'd first got her boobs when she was eleven and they'd only been getting bigger until now, almost fully grown at sixteen. I hadn't really paid much attention, other than to notice that older boys would all stare at her chest whenever they talked to her. And I knew that a chick's boobs were supposed to be really important, since lots of the boys at school would comment about the nice rack on some girl or another. But I hadn't really seen the appeal.. It was amazing. Not only had Millie learned what I wanted her to learn, but she had somehow fixated on me ‘making’ her do things. Apparently her being all but forced to parade around in her obscenely small bikini in public had affected her deeply, and now, ‘having to’ do something was an essential element of the erotic thrill for her. I found myself making plans. I thought about Chubbies, the strip club, and smiled to myself as we drove home with Millie excitedly looking through her purchases.