She was wearing cheap blue jeans and a pink shirt she looked old enough like between 22-25 years but looked very young. My dick just went up inside my...pants. My dick had made the decision that I was going to fuck that girl in that afternoon. I managed to steal her eyes somehow to look into my eyes while walking toward her house.She looked into my eyes. I looked into her for more than 5-6 minutes. My heart beats went high and with my mind and my eyes, I had already started fucking her. I really. Daddy's pants were down and he was stroking his big,stiff cock as he watched the show.Ewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!That sight is still bouncing around somewhere in mypsyche.The "lingerie competition" had just begun and even at13 years old, I could see that Daddy was "touchinghimself."Who could blame Daddy? Fifty-one of the prettiestcupcakes in America were parading around in black orwhite lingerie and, ironically for Miss Panty Boy, nopanties!I noticed several things about them. They were allyoung,. .. I thought they were wonderful, but I’m sure to her they must have been torturous and exhausting. Her anxiety would shoot sky high at the slightest provocation. Her fear response was immediate when she heard a noise out of the ordinary in her apartment. Her tears came easily, but were soothed just as easily. Her anger was a fun thing, although I’d never tell her that. It burned to life and then died within 30 minutes at most.What was more fascinating was the fact that she totally forgot what. " Do you think they will even talk to you?" Makro asked. "Father was, or maybe still is, a Guild member, but you aren't. It's not like they're known to be free with information." Maybe not," he shrugged, "but you don't know until you ask. If nothing else I can ask about contracting local Warriors for the trip. I assumed we'd have to pay for information and even though contracting Warriors is expensive it may be the best way to obtain the information. The extra sword or two couldn't hurt either.