But a deal is a deal, I will go on knowing that someone truly cares about me and that I matter.”“When I turned 18, still in high school, my parent... told me that at the end of the school year and graduation, I had to move out. They bluntly told me it was their turn to start living and I was holding them back. It was like a kick in the gut to me. The two people who should care most about me said I was in the way. I went to my room and cried myself to sleep. The next day I started looking for a. I was brought back from my daydream as she spoke again. "So daddy. Can I get some new outfits? Give me some money and I will buy some tomorrow and show you!" She walked over to her set of draws and pulled a new pair of panties on whilst holding the old ones in her hands still.Confused and dazed, I managed to reply. "Money? Er..how much? $40? Should be enough shouldn't it?" I began to pull my wallet out."I don't know daddy. I was thinking more of $120." She walked over to me after putting her. They had taken photographs and threatened him to give up…. He had no other option. Shoba was his girlfriend.That made some sense, but I was still confused what had to do…. ” you don’t have to do anything now, just enjoy getting privileges….. It is during inter college competitions that you have to do somethings.” shoba spoke. I nodded in agreement . Then I was taken out for lunch by shoba and two other gorgeous looking girls. We were walking on the way back when shoba came forward and held my. After we were on our second glasses and plates of appetizers, she became much more engaging and easygoing—even a bit teasing and seductive. Gone was the studious woman I knew. My hand caressing her thigh, under her skirt, was not brushed away. She twirled and tossed her long hair. Often her hand rested on mine, as we laughed about one thing or another.When the drinks were gone, I offered her a ride home, or maybe back to my place, if she wanted a bit more wine or something. She readily agreed,.