He loved hearing her say that instead of father. Their relationship had gotten so serious as she grew older, but she had learned to be his little girl...again. He kept her against the wall as he kissed her and teased her nipples. She watched his expression as he continued to hold her. Soft moans escaped her lips as he teased her already sensitive nipples. “Daddy… I’ve missed you doing this….”He took her to his bedroom and sat her down on the bed. “I stopped because I was afraid you’d get pregnant. I never dreamed I would be doing something like this,” smiled Gwen weakly.“Well, you’re a hit, that’s for sure. Being so short and beautiful too has gotten you a lot of attention.”“Yes,” cringed Gwen, “and not always the kind I want.”“Yeah, some of them have roving hands.”“And foul mouths.”The barkeep laughed. “As long as they just talk about it you’ll be okay. Had any propositions?”“Only a couple of dozen.”They both smiled.“Well, it would be nice if they could all be like Tom.”“Tom? Who’s. "You're getting really good at that. Some more practice," SWACK, "ouch, thank you, and you'll be as good as Mrs. Potter." Ho ho, Kathy and Christi!" Officer Ray hailed the pretty shoppers. "What are my favourite suspects doing at the Torture Boutique?" Oh, just picking up a few things for Billy's birthday party." Kathy gave Officer Ray a chaste kiss and Christi's clip glowed a bit brighter."A birthday party?" Officer Ray looked surprise. "After what he did I figured your dad would keep him in. I guess you want it dark then, right.”“Um, yeah.”“Follow me.”Tariq complied with the order as the pair weaved through the clothes racks. He couldn’t help but notice how the salesman smelled like sugar and citrus fruits. He adjusted his pants and willed himself to think of scenes from Faces of Death. It had been three weeks since he had gotten some pussy and around ten months since he last fucked a femboi. He didn’t fool around often with sissies – especially not this close to home – but he had.