I could see Amala blushing with a hint of thirst poking out of her eyes, a craving smile in the corner of her mouth.On hearing footsteps Kamat silence... me. The waiter arrived to take the order, we ordered three beers and snacks to eat. As the waiter was making his way out, I grabbed her hands, stood up and sat next to her with our eyes locked with each other.I sat next to Amala with her being sandwiched between Kamat on one side and me on the other side. I could smell her strong body perfume; I. There is no off days. Being a slut is a lifestyle. That means if I get a text from Daddy I must drop whatever Im doing and head over to my man to give him hours of passion. Also, you must be willing to pleasure Daddy anywhere anytime. This means if you are with Daddy in the malls and he says blow me NOW, we find a place behind a wall, behind a trash can, or a restroom stall so that I can take care of my Daddy's needs.I dated the old man from above for a little while. He had a fat cock and a. A lot. I told some of my girlfriends at school about it and they told someone else and after that, high school boys started asking me to go out and party. Dad took off and it left me with no one. I had an itch I couldn’t scratch and after a while, I gave in and went with a couple of guys. They took me to someone’s house and there were a dozen or so guys there. Four beers later, I was bent over the back of a couch while they all took turns. I felt really used when they dropped me off at my house. College guy wants to go out..hmmm. Then I remembered how Diane's boyfriend was..straight forward, no sex until marriage..very church like...it's against the rules. I go to Diane's to meet with the guys. We go to the movies first, then to dinner is the plan. While we are waiting for the guys to come over and pick us up, Diane is telling me to behave myself. He's a good church boy, probably a virgin still, like his brother. I laughed at her and said she forgot he was in college. Diane told.