He took her hand and placed it on his chest. This was her wish. She used to tell him that she would love to rest her head on his chest. She slowly mov...d her hands over his chest. She slowly pushed her hands inside his shirt in between the gap of two buttons. She felt his hairy chest with her fingers. That touch made her moan again. She moved her hands for around a minute and pulled out immediately. She was happy as she got to feel her man’s hairy chest for some time at least. Then she moved her. Do you like yellow roses?"She loved yellow roses! Who was he? How did he know these things about her?"Rest easy slut. I'll be out of town for the next five days. It will be next week sometime when I come back. Think of me slut. Think of me and what I'm going to do to you every time you see those roses."He disconnected and she turned and went back into the house. The Watcher's voice had a strange effect on her. Every time she heard his voice her pussy started to tingle. She went upstairs and. I would buy her something sexy to wear, which she would leave at my house. We furnished her room with items suitable for her age. As she grew her taste in clothes and possessions changed too.At nine she had her first period. At eleven she started making out with her girlfriends at sleepovers. Then at thirteen she started making out with boys. However, none of the boys were able to satisfy her like the girls had. They refused to eat her pussy and just barely fucked her. Like any boy though, they. The last several months had been rough, battling ovarian cancer. Sheseemed to be in remission for now, but the surgery, radiation andchemotherapy had exacted their toll, including the loss of her hair,which was just beginning to grow back. The doctors had been optimisticafter the last round of tests had found no sign of the cancer, andMelissa had assured her she had beaten it, but Claire wasn't sure,something told her that her journey on earth was nearing its end, and shewas at peace with that,.