The prenup gave everything jointly owned by Gloria and I to her in the case of divorce, and the company car would be returned as I fully intended to r...sign my position as VP of development at Churchill.I had turned my cell off as soon as I had called the cab in Dallas. Turning it back on I checked my messages to find no less than eleven calls from Gloria and one from her mother. As I expected, Frank was respecting my wish to be left alone for now. I deleted all the messages from Gloria, but I. I did NOT feel guilty about calling this stranger - a man who I did not even know his name - Daddy. I did not feel guilty about spending several hours at a spa where I was being pampered by this wonderful massage ther****t with her strong hands and abundance of warm, slippery oil. I only relaxed and thought of Daddy. Of my wonderful, giving Daddy. As he kissed, me, held me, bit or twisted my nipples, pulled my hair as He thrusted into my depths... and as he pushed the spongy head of His thick. Next, we stopped at Macy's where she had me try-on several pair of girl'sdenim shorts. She bought me 3 pair in stone-wash and a pair in white.None of them had back pockets and the back seam kind of pushed into mybut-crack just like my panties did. Oh well, they were really comfyanyway. I just adored the little flower embroidery on the ass. It matchedmy heels and purse!It was all the rage lately for girls to wear pantyhose with their shorts.Aunt Sue took me to the hosiery section. The sales lady. I fingered myself torturously slow, knowing if I went fast I’d only end up cumming. Then I brought them out to rub my clit sensually until I could hardly take it any more, and slipped the fingers back inside again, stalling my orgasm, my other hand still fondling my tits, moaning softly as I tormented myself. Feeling adventurous, I rolled over on all fours, my ass facing the camera, and pushed my fingers in deep to wet them before moving them to rub the tight ring of my asshole. Reveling in the.