I love to dance. I’m 5’5”. My measurements are 34c – 28 – 34. I admit to being rather proud of my flat tummy, firm breasts, and tight round ...ss. I have dark brown hair that reaches to the middle of my back, and blue eyes. Sometimes I wear contacts that make my eyes green just for a change.Some of my friends have told me I would make a good underwear model, but I’ve never really desired to do that. However, as long as I can remember, I’ve loved to flash the boys. You know, a little accidental. I squeeze my thighs together to calm my aching pussy. The restraint I am using to keep my arousal in check makes me a model of self control, my knees feel weak & my panties are wet, I want you to touch me more. Silently you raise me up onto the sink lifting me off my feet effortlessly. I am eager and nothing is going to stop me from offering my body to you for the fulfillment of my request! I slide forward and recline on the vanity unpretentious with my knees wide apart. Forgive me." She looked at me, with a stunned look on her face."Forgive you? For what? For just fulfilling several fantasies I have had since I was eight years old? Oh God, Daddy! I love you so much!" I looked at her in astonishment."Cindi, sweetheart... did you just..." I couldn't say it. She confirmed it by blushing bright red and nodding."I think so, Daddy. I've never done it before, but I think that is what that was. I'm sorry, Daddy. Now is not exactly the time to be making out with my. I won't tell you how much grief that caused mymum and me. It was a period that I try to forget about, even now.Dad was well insured, so there were no financial worries. About a yearlater, mum married her boss.It was mutual hatred at first sight. David Roberts was a man who likedto bully people. What mum saw in him I will never know? They say thatlove is blind, so that must have been it. I think that he was a bit ofa control freak. He was always bossing me about, you know what I mean.'Don't do.