I had loved to read. The stories on pages that took me to far off places and filled my mind with dreams and fantasies had been as much a part of me as...my music had. Many nights of candles and hot cocoa rested between the pages of those books. I never felt quite so alone when there were unread pages for me to devour. Some of those books I had read repeatedly. There were passages that were memorized and characters that would speak to me at the oddest of times. Then one day I realized that the. "Ivy? Ivy, are you in here?" Lana's voice echoed through the room."Shit!" She muttered under her breath. "Yeah, I'm in here!" She called out.She slid herself off the cock, and went over to the cubicle door."You asked me to come down?" Lana called again."Umm... Yeah, I wanted to apologise and..." No. I'm the one that should be sorry."Ivy slowly unlatched the door and opened it. She stood naked facing Lana, "I'm sorry I called you what I called you."Lana's eyes widened and her mouth dropped. "You. She started reading through them. 'Daddy must use them to jack off with, ' she thought. It certainly explained what daddy was doing for sex. They seemed to cover the sorts of things he used to do with mom. As she read, she got hotter and hotter. Her pussy started to moisten and her nipples got stiff. She slipped her right hand into her panties to rub her clit. This just caused her to get hotter and wetter. She also unbuttoned her blouse and pushed up her bra to massage her sensitive tits.Amy. How often do you shave, and I said about every three days or so, and she said not you legs your pussy I told her that I only shaved once in awhile or before swimming or going out on a date. She knew that I haven't been on a date for two years and she asked, so is this a date? Donna said that I don't shave but every 6 months or so, then she spread her legs and said I did this for you. Donna motioned me to her and said com here sweetheart. I walked over to the bed shaking the whole time. She.