” replied Lucy thoughtfully, nibbling her lower lip. “We do make-up and stuff. Sometimes we give each other facials.”“Oh,” said Becky with a...wicked grin, “I'm sure your daddy would love to give you a facial, sweetie.” I spluttered into my wine glass, my cheeks colouring. Becky looked at me with an expression of artful innocence.“I don't think so,” I managed to croak, trying to banish the image of Lucy's pretty face streaked with splashes of her daddy's incestuous seed. “I wouldn't know where to. . Walking over to Your couch You look at me and say...Why don't you crawl over here, lay down on My couch and spread your legs for Me like a good little whore....I drop and crawl over to your couch..Pressing my whole body against it as I slink onto the cushionLaying back... And spreading my long tan legs..Pulling my black skirt up slightly exposing my silky white panties..Playfully running my fingers over the insides of my soft thighsAsking you...Would you like the panties on or off Sire?You. Today she was wearing a regular t-shirt and a pair of red gym shorts, sitting on the desk chair across from me with one leg tucked under and the other just swinging back and forth nervously. I could see her face was a bit red even though she was looking down towards the floor.I thought for a minute about what to say, since she didn’t want to go to her mom, I didn’t want to make her feel stupid and invalidated coming to me.“OK, well I appreciate you feeling comfortable enough to come to me about. The woman just seemed to smile at Sandy, then ignored her completely. Sandy tried to go back to her paper, but was unable to stop stealing glances. With an eerie fascination, she watched as droplets of sweat formed between the woman's breasts and ran down her stomach and disappeared beneath the material of her oh so short pants.Sandy had never been attracted to other women, but couldn't take her eyes away. She could feel a familiar wetness between her legs and was lying to herself when she.