I liked that.So after dinner I went to the mall and purchased two new one, a black and a white one. I tried them on and they did help me breasts look ...igger. I smiled as I put a low cut blouse up and bent forward. My cleavage was deeper and the bra made my breasts look larger. It was the magic of underwear I guess. Speaking of underwear, I also needed panties. I purchased a 4 pack. All bright colors red black blue and one white pair.The next day I wore slacks and a blouse to school. My new bra. " Did you really Dad? Wow." Yeah, that was about how old I was. Probably like what Lizzie said, I was just touching because it felt kind of cool. At that age I didn't realize there was something to be accomplished by doing that. I was just exploring." That is so fun!" Lizzie exclaimed. "I can't believe we're getting to hear this! So, when did you start, you know ... cumming?" I don't know exactly. Maybe when I was 11. I know I started doing it more. And it felt better and better. So I did it. This worked most of the time, except when he was really drunk. When he was like that, anything she said or did could rub her dad the wrong way and set him off. The real bad stuff didn’t start happening until a few months ago. It had become normal for Rachel’s dad to get drunk Friday night and come home with some woman and fuck her brains out. Rachel did her best to ignore the noise and pretend it never happened. But quickly the quality of women he brought home declined. Very few were willing. I clicked on the picture which took me to a teaser page with several shots of the girl. According to the website her name was Mona. In each picture Mona had removed some part of her clothing until the last four were of her nude in a couple of revealing poses. She was a well constructed girl and as I looked at the pictures I wondered briefly if my own daughter looked like that nude. The page raved about how I could see endless pictures and hundreds of videos of girls masturbating, losing her.