She was nothing less than a million-dollar lottery. I was staring at her.She asked, “What are you looking at?” I said, “How can God be so artful... You must be one of his best creatures. I can’t take off my eyes from you.” She was laughing. Throughout the drive, I was staring at her. She was aware and blushing.We reached the pub, took a corner table. We ordered beer for me, and vodka for her. Music was loud and the drinks were showing their virtues. After a couple of rounds, we started getting. She was awake but looked almost as much like a zombie now as when she'd arrived at Eden's principal London address a couple of days ago. And that was before she'd injected herself with what she must have known was a dangerously high dose.Eden didn't have much sympathy for this or any other kind of hysterical melodrama. It was obvious that his slutty junkie daughter was crying for help. You don't come to your father's London home on one of the few occasions he's in town and then OD on him if you. She clumsily tried to cover her intimate parts with the palms of her hands.--- "Don't touch yourself there, you naughty girl." --- the man barked at her.--- "Sorry, sir" --- she said moving her hands out of the way.--- "Hands on your head." --- the man ordered.Lilly placed her hands behind her head, and balanced on the balls of her feet. Her hairless pussy lewdly exposed, and her tiny breasts pushed forward. As the man stared, she started to pee.She did not know what it was with men liking to. ." I felt my face turn crimson as I understood exactly what he was suggesting, but just in case I didn't..."So why don't you get on your knees and take out my dick," the principal said, pushing himself away from his desk and gesturing at a spot on the carpet."But I'm not..." I started protesting and he chuckled at that."You're Stacy's new faggot, right?" he asked me and I just stared wide-eyed. "So don't tell me you don't know your way around a cock, Mattie. We both know what a pussy cocksucker.