In fact, haiku seven from my Celebration of American Adolescents pretty much sums it up:Panties unlaunderedOn such altars I offerCreamy thanksgivingBu... take it from me, no matter how fascinating they are at the moment, once you start fucking the daughter your obsession with her unoccupied panties will wane. At that point, you'll be only interested in her holes and wondering how you can get your hands on a pair of her cute best friend's knickers to yank over in your free time.One last word of. She spotted the book on the floor by the bed. As she reached over to pick it up the now familiar tingle coursed through her fingers. A smile spread across her face. She caressed the book like a lover and closed her eyes. For the next hour she fucked with her dark skinned lover taking him in every hole,climbing to new heights of sensual pleasure. All the time he was leaving more of himself in side, in her body and in her mind and she welcomed him. She was the heroine of the book, the story was. Her nipples hard against the palm of my hands as I grope them.Reaching behind her hand strokes my cock through the fabric of my trousers. "What a big cock you have?" "All the better to shut you up ! On your knees" Yes Sir" She turns around to face me her young blue eyes look in to my black wrap around sunglasses."Unzip my pants . Get my cock out. " Her hands deftly release my hardened cock "Oh fuck yes ! Her hand around the long thick shaft. Her mouth open wide near the blood engorged. Like it or not, the ability to have children is inherent to a young girl's, and especially a young woman's, self worth. To have that ability literally stripped from you at such a young age accounts for Sophie's over-sexual nature now. Essentially she's trying to prove — to herself, mostly, I'd guess — that she's still a woman men will want, even if she can't bear children. She flirts outrageously with an attractive man until his interest is obvious to her, then she disappears. It fulfills her.