I spend lots of time there relaxing and washing away the day's worries. Tonight was one of those nights when I needed to soak with bubbles surrounding...my aching body. Work wasn't overly difficult today but I've been stressed out a lot lately.As I laid in the tub, I started to think about my One. He loves to bath me, wash me, caress me in the tub. He treats me like his "little girl" and I love that. But it had been a while since I had masturbated and came. I haven't been in the "mood" which is. .." Tim gasped as he saw Sandy's attire.She was dressed, if you can call it that, in a fluorescent yellow bikini, as tiny as Tim had ever seen. It barely (and barely was an excellent word, here, he thought) covered her essential parts. "What is it, sweetie?" she said, laughing. "You look like you've seen a ghost."Tim just gaped at her, unable to speak."Come on in, Tim," Sandy laughed.Pulling him in the door, Sandy closed and locked it behind him. "Let's go out back, babe," she said, as she. George nodded. "Tony Ratcliff," he muttered."Good. Where's Annabel?" George didn't respond, just looked at the angry London gangster."I dunno."Tony laughed and picked up a knife inspecting the blade in front of the terrified man. "Pigs know a lot 'bout what I do," he told him. "And night she fucked off, she went t'ya flat." Tony walked away and then snorted. "Heard ya been arrested and let go, no charges. I reckon ya did a deal."George gulped. "I dain't know..."Tony clicked his fingers and a. In toms head he's thinking his daughter usually wears baggy clothing so why was she dressed like this. "Why are you dressed like that mellany? Don't tell me you went to school like that."She closes the door and walks slowly toward tom. " Why Daddy? Do you not want other people to see your daughters body?" Mellany notices the boner her dad has and is trying to hide, but this time she's not disgusted. Mellany continues walking slowly toward her father and both not breaking eye contact. Tom knows.