Sasha pouted, “Are you happy now Papa, why can't I sit in your lap?”“Only tonight Sasha, only tonight, I guess Papa needs a little room.”He gu...ped his vodka, trying to drown his feelings, Sasha got up, poured him his second and returned to the rug. She lay with her back to him, she cute butt evident, no panty line under her gown, bare girl, teasing her Papa.Maybe she would have known, maybe it's ingrained in the genes, the DNA, she wasn't certain but the information from the internet she'd. . well, I don’t know, maybe...” He gulped. “Would you like going out with me tomorrow?” he said, as quickly as he could get the words out, blushing.“Me?” I squeaked. “Uh, I don’t know...” I looked at Fiona. Would she mind if I did? She smiled at me and nodded.So now came the other half of the question: did I want to? It was the first time a guy asked me out. I wasn’t really sure, but I didn’t think I liked guys. On the other hand, I couldn’t say I’d ever had the chance to try it. I could tell. “Maybe,” he quietly replied. Walking over to her side, and holding a DVD in his hand he held his free hand out to her. “Mitch,” he introduced himself. “Lansette,” she said, and shook his hand. “Nice name. It fits you,” he said, all the while maintaining eye contact with her. “Thank you,” she replied. She could see his DVD was “THE MESSENGER.” It was one she had seen once before with an old boyfriend when it was showing in the theaters. She felt a bit self-conscious with her choice, that was an. Fuck my ass.His cock was like a dagger poking at her now, and his breathing waswet with spittle on her neck as he tore into her flesh with his teeth.Tell me why.Because I'm a shitty, worthless little bitch and need to get fucked up the ass.He ploughed into her. She screamed until the pain crashed likelightening, and then everything caught and turned upside down as in aninverting mirror and the pain turned to an ecstasy of pleasure she hadforgotten, and she screamed as he stabbed her repeatedly,.