Thank you for holding me, it really helped. It was so awful. Why did it happen?"Steve looked at her, then at the others, and then back to her. "Unless...I'm misreading the situation, Johnny was gay. Apparently somebody refused to believe that, and managed to get close enough to him to take advantage of him somehow. She got what she wanted, but the act so disgusted him that he couldn't live with himself, and so he slit his wrists. Roberta found him, and was distraught, and blamed herself, and she. I'm a loveable guy.But her teeny weeny camera must have had a glitch in it that day she wrote to y'all (that's the way she talks), because she got some of it just dead wrong. But only some of it, which is why I know she's got a camera around here somewhere.So, in my own defense, and to correct the record, I'm writing this story. There'll be some sex in it later, since that's what you signed on for in the first place.People think that writing smut is all sweetness and light and beating off with. I had anticipated your wish to use it immediately and had it all set up to go for you once the bow was removed. firstly, you leaned across the bed and planted a kiss upon my forehead, I looked at Jesses cunt, inches from your face and winked, to which you turned, moved a little closer and while taking in this amazingly unexpected view flicked out your tongue and licked her slit back and forth several times before returning to my lips and sticking your tongue inside of my mouth in a deep and. . I was just out with the girls." I told him quietly. His eyes roamed over my body, taking in the short, tight outfit I wore to accentuate my budding body."Get over here," He ordered me. I obeyed meekly, walking over to him. He grabbed my body and pulled it close to him. I gasped and before I could stop it, he had forced his hand under my skirt and was feeling my soaking wet panties."Daddy!" I cried out, pulling away from him. He lifted his fingers to his nose and took a sniff. A strange look.