’ Sloane sighed, setting her pizza down. They were taking a break from packing up all of Sloane’s stuff that had accumulated in Layla’s room sin...e childhood. ‘It’s not like I’m never coming back. I’ll be back whenever I can.’ ‘You know what I can’t understand?’ Layla sniffed, ‘Why you chose to go to Cali-freaking-fornia. What happened to staying here and going to State?’ Sloane shrugged as nonchalant as she could, but she knew exactly what happened. Gabriel Jennings. That’s what happened. He. "And I know how hard it is for you to hear this..."God damn it why was she still talking? Why did she ever have to talk again? I couldn't think because of all of her God damned talking. That was the problem with the world. There were simply too many words. My stomach hurt all of a sudden, and my chest got tight. I was having trouble breathing, and I think I was going to vomit. I sat back down on the couch because I didn't trust my legs to hold me up. Even if my legs didn't fail, I didn't trust. ” Anthony interrupted. “I was her first, and she was mine.” “She lied to you. Or let you believe that, which I guess is the same as lying.” Anthony backed up to the bed and sat down. He let out a sigh and leaned back putting his hand on the bed. It was all a little too much to take in. “Thanks for letting me know all of this, I guess I should get going, I need a little time to figure all of this out.” “I understand. Here's my card if you want to know anything else.” Anthony slowly gathered the. I must have soaked through my bakini bottoms because Daddy said, "Oh, good. My sweet sexy daughter is all wet for her big daddy." I nodded and touched my Daddys hard cock. It was about six inches long and very thick. I started to touch his big throbbing dick, and Daddy told me no. "But Daddy!!!" I protested. "I want to touch it. I want to feeeeel it." "I know, baby, but daddy wants to touch you first. You're already so juicey. Daddy wants to feel your tight wet pussy. Now take off your bottoms.