With as often as I'd have sex on my mind and get horny I agreed with that assessment - of course since being introduced to chastity many of those tho...ghts have been quickly drowned and snuffed completely. I know my sexual boundaries; my daddy controls my sex and he dictates the limits and terms. Kept well and truly as his slave, wait before you think that sounds glamorous, its a hard life and true pleasure only comes at the discretion of others, namely Daddy.Number one term that was explained. We knew, even at that age what he was doing, and we giggled and accommodated, by proudly displaying what we thought he wanted to see.Back then it meant nothing to us, so we were blasé, whenever he turned-up, and gave him a show in an unspoken understanding, and in return he became our friend, our confidant, and as we grew older and our bodies developed, we gradually explored those secrets behind the bouncing newspaper, bit by bit, counting each new hair on my cunt, as he held me open and tasted. My sisters loved to use me as a doll when it was too hot to go outside.It's probably the only benefit of living in our Arizona suburb. It waseasy to do when mom had to work late after dad abandoned us."That was what John wanted: empathy and understanding. He shook his headand told Brice, "I'm sorry to say that you don't have the look to playmy part but you fit my brother's look perfectly. And you are one of thefew whose look isn't due to addiction and recovery. As much as one ofthem should be. "Take one of my bikes and go get your stuff," Jack told her.Zelda nodded and went through the house and out the back door into the attached garage. She gasped at the sight of the three bicycles hanging from the far wall. The bright red twenty-one speed mountain bike with the extra wide tires cost well over two thousand dollars.The black and gold competition road bike with the composite frame was so light it could be picked up easily with one finger. This was one of the seven to ten thousand.