" Oh Daddy, you know I'll do anything you want me to, and nothing can be that strange you know," I replied, flashing my eyes at him with pouting lips...."What do you need?" Well, this is a rather delicate subject to involve you in, knowing you like I do, but I don't want to ask Ashley." I looked at him, somewhat bewildered, because Ashley, my little sister, was equally devoted to Dad as I. "Um, OK, you know that I have a very healthy sex drive. I know you've seen me cavorting with virtually every. I wasn't exactly in the habit of looking down atmy own chest when I woke up, but being unable to move much, it was asgood a target as any. My body looked somehow smaller than I remembered.But in spite of that, the sheet seemed to rise oddly - almost as if mychest was topped off with two...No. It couldn't be possible. I couldn't have... I mean I shouldn'thave...I tried to scream, but all that came out of my mouth was a weak moan, andeven that didn't sound right. It was much higher than it should. I still wasn't sure if she was acting coy or if she was being forced, albeit not given a choice in the matter. When she was down to her underwear, she picked up her handbag and rushed into the john.I immediately rang her cell number. "CeeCee, one question. Are you being blackmailed or are you there of your own free will?" Dick, I'm not being blackmailed. Well, in way I am and in another way; I'm paying a debt. Where are you? I've decided I don't want to go through with this." Is there a lock on. Finally, the day had come. their travel was booked for the next immediately after the summer vacation started. After waiting for almost an hour at the airport at arrival, my eyes got stuck to an angle towards to arrivals waiting gate. Mangala was in light pink transparent top and blue jeans.Her long hair left loose with a single clip. Mangala had kept her top front side in-part and could see her belt buckle. She had to put little effort to push luggage trolley, which made her t-shirt sleeves.