I feel those big hands grabbing my head and forcing me into your crotch and filling my nostrils with a mixture of your shower gel and Daddy's musk. Yo... hold me tight into your crotch as I feel you harden against my face. "Good girl", you say, "Get used to it, you are going to crave my scent girlie." As you relax your grip I stay where you put me for a moment longer, enjoying the feeling and sensations.You have me slowly pull down your pants and underwear and I am confronted with my first view. “So what brings you here?”“I need a favor.”“Why?”“I’d rather not involve you in it. It’s for Callie’s safety.”Pedro studied Callie. He nodded. “Bueno. I owe you. How can I help?”I explained what I needed. Pedro didn’t blink an eye. He smiled broadly and announced, “I will have the photographer here in una hora. All will be ready for tomorrow morning. Until then, you shall stay here as my guests.”I tried to object. He wouldn’t listen.The day passed quickly. Pedro was a charming host, Callie. (Camera pans to Peter, the host.)Peter: Uh, uh hum. The next question is for Sam. Sam, we asked your wife if she has been faithful. Has your wife been faithful? Sam.(Camera pans to Sam and Rita.)Sam (Smiling.): Of course. We have only been married a month.BZZZZZZ (A buzzer sounds.)Peter: I'm sorry Sam, that is not how your wife answered. Sam: Rita, Darling, this can't be true. Who is this worthless bastard anyway? I'll kill him.Rita: John.Sam: John? My brother John? That motherfucker, I'll kill. “Thank you, daddy for telling me the truth,” she said. Daddy hugged her back. He couldn’t help but feel her erect nipples against his chest.“I’m sorry princess, I hope you’re not disappointed in me.”“Not at all daddy,” she said moving back a step, but holding him by the hands. Daddy looked down into her eyes. They were big and green and trusting. But there was the faintest trace of a smirk on her lips, suggesting that maybe she wasn’t as naïve as she might have him think.“Forgive me,” daddy.