..and what was that Daddy did when he said 'oh Jennifer' then started to fuck me."My mother's young face reddened and she said, "Your father...has adm...tted that he has thought about you sometimes when he masturbates. It's no big deal, we agreed he would never touch you. He and I play a game where I am you. I call him Daddy and he calls me Honey like he always calls you. He never calls me Jennifer. I think he might have seen me last night though he looked so out of it sleepy I think he. "It's okay. I had a good time," Becky said."Thanks," I said, sarcastically."I didn't mean it was that good. It could have been better if things had worked out. I guess you'll have to write Alice another letter and tell her how it was when we finally got together."It was more than a suggestion. It was more than a request. Becky was ordering me to write a second letter. The next day at lunchtime I pushed a folded sheet of paper across the table to her as soon as we took our seats. I watched her. "Why, honey?" Harvey sniggered. "I already know all your secrets..."Betty felt a fiery blush creeping up her face. What did he mean? He had seen her body naked, when he had taken those photographs, but was he referring to the other day when he had fingered her pussy?"I'd rather change in the other room," she said meekly, turning towards the door."Oh, don't be silly, Betty," Jean said briskly, easing down the dress, revealing Betty's proudly upswept breasts, the nipples already stiff and. With my tits exposed and nipples clamped and arse filled I was ready. He told me that he would parade me around the car park and then head for the woods. As we walked I could feel the eyes of several guys watching me, and I felt so turned on. As we approached the end of the carpark a guy got out of his car and we stopped to talk to him. My friend told him that I was his slut and that I was there to be used by as many men as possible. The three of us then walked into the woods. We headed for a.