“We’d love to come,” Rachel said, malice in her heart, but kindness in her voice, “thank you, Anna.”“Great!” Anna said, “We’ll uhh�...we’ll see you there!”Anna turned around and walked away, scared off by the three women she had no chance of competing with. Rachel gave me a wicked smile, and I returned it. God damn, I wanted her to come to my side. She’d make such a great villain. RACHEL “I have a gift for you, Rachel.” Lucy said to me as we walked down the sidewalk. “What?” I asked. “My greatest. I said more than anything! You know, I still wasn't entirely sure she was serious, but in my mind! it couldn't be more real! I again played with her on the way home, she was completely drenched and she just about came, before we got home. We beat Dave to our house, and I asked Sarah to change into something a little sexier. She said like what? I suggested a nice short sundress,and heels nothing more. She agreed and left, coming back out in about five minutes. OMG was all I could say, you look. Dried semen. Dried semen on a printed picture of her face. Her hand shot up over her mouth and she froze. Her Daddy really DID want to fuck her. She grabbed another paper, and began to uncrumple it. She watched as the streams of cum connected aross the pieces of paper as she pulled them apart. Obviously, the one he just used. She unfolded it. A picture from her instagram account, of her laying on her back in her bed, taking a selfie, her ample cleavage busting out of the top of her tank top.. I stared at my paintedface and considered how well it went with my natural hair for perhapsthe first time. "I could always trim it in a style that would allow youto grow it out without needing the wig." Well, there's a bit more to it than that," I said."A bit more to what than that?" Bree asked."I kind of need the wig," I said. "It helps me to look feminine." But you look feminine without the wig," Bree said."I need all the help I can get," I said quietly."Oh, please," Bree sighed. "Why do.