The warm pinkness of her room enveloped us as soon as I opened the door. Pink curtains, pink walls, pink bedding, pink carpet… my girl loved pink! H...r princess castle, white and tall, sat in the corner next to her bed. One of her favorite things was to pretend she was a fairy princess. My role was always the fire-breathing dragon or the magical wizard. She had about twenty different magical wands and tu-tus and skirts and fairy outfits. I tried to spoil her as much as I could, trying to fill. I always thought that someone kidnapped her and then murdered her. Maybe it was some serial killer that took her. Maybe the mob took her and sold her to a warlord. I tried to find out why – but it cost too much and I found out too little.”Later, he shared what had been found. It was very little indeed. Some clothes, toiletries, and little else had been packed in a small suitcase. The police had found it several days later, only a mile away. Nancy was almost certain that her mother was dead. Why. “And you think you might be allowed to take her there?”“Not her, the whole family,” I said.“All of us?”“Yes, the studio will pay for me and whatever guests I want to take,” I said.“Just like that?”“Just like that?”He asked.“Yes, they’ve already agreed seven places, two of those won’t be used now so I just need to let them know there’ll be ten or eleven of us. They’ll arrange everything.”“So you get to walk down the red carpet and be on TV?”“Yes, and my date as well.”“How the other half does. Her reward for giving you such pleasure. Your precious come, which we both agreed will be hers alone. I am but a spectator in this. Later, my reward will come. Finally, after what seems like hours, you grab her hair and tell her to turn over. She seems reluctant, and I worry for a moment. You take your big hands and force her down on her stomach. I wonder if she minds, but then I wonder no more as I see her immediately spread her legs wide. I also see the glistening wetness of her cunt and I.