They were so dark sometimes that they looked black as coals. My daddy's hair was jet black too, so silky and smooth, his hair was always fixed perfect...y.My daddy was always so loving to me, so kind, and always gave me anything I wanted. He said my heart's desire was there to be had. All I had to do to get my heart's desire was to make my daddy a very happy man. My mommy was never very nice to my daddy, and he said he only married her so he could protect me. My mommy liked to drink alot of adult. " barked Marcus."Now you realise I have spent a lot of money helping you don't you? And you will have to repay me for my kindness?" Yes Marcus." whispered Nicky."Good because if you don't comply then I will make sure that everybody knows who you really are and what a sad little creature you have become do you understand?"Nicky nodded. How had she got here? How had this happened she asked herself? The answer was nagging at the back of her mind. The videos had shown her but she still did not. I had dispensed with a bra and today I was wearing a tiny sheer white g string. I felt good about my appearance. I looked at this handsome, tall, dark haired man for few seconds and then went back to my music and my own personal thoughts. Finally the train arrived and crowd on the platform started getting in trying to find seats. I moved slowly as I hate a crowd so I was one of the last to get onto the train and of course found the train packed tight with people. Somehow I was able to find a. ’ ‘Were the directions alright?’ ‘Perfect.’ ‘Please come in.’ Tasha was stunning. Her ample brunette hair was pulled up. She wore very little make-up, but, then again, she didn’t need it. Her eyes were green and beautiful. Her lips were lightly coated with a soft red lipstick that perfectly framed her radiant smile. She had worn a leather choker around her neck that complimented her western style outfit complete with wrap-around skirt and denim shirt. Her skirt was split to the middle of her.