I walked slowlytoward the main office door already knowing that bastard was on theother side.I pushed open the doors and saw Tony waiting on one of th... benchesoutside of the office. "You're lucky I don't have class first periodbitch." He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Here's yourschedule for the day sweetie hahaha." What the fuck was this? He handedme the paper and I looked at it. It was a real honest-to god bonafiedschedule for Olivia Durham. Wait...that's me. It was a freshman. I walked up to her, frozen of course, and grabbed her ass. It was soft. She was wearing yoga pants. I grabbed hard and let my fingers into her crack. It was hot as fuck and this bitch was damp. As fuck. I reached my hand down the back of her pants and felt the slippery smoothness of a sweaty ass. BUT before I smelled and slurped her ass crack, I wanted to see her puss. I made a quick guess that she was shaved, but had about a week's worth of stubble. I was wrong as fuck. This bitch's pussy was. I really was an idiot to have any emotion for Rod other than contempt.I smiled and shook my head. Daddy had outdone himself in getting a woman that suited him this time. I wondered if he knew his sweetie was sleeping around on him. If he knew, did he care? Regardless, I certainly didn't. I motioned for her to go on without saying a word. Neither Rod's past nor Melissa's present infidelity was my problem. If Daddy didn't know that someone was diddling his darling on the side, it only sounded. My little darling has kept her eyes closed so isn’t prepared when the orange plastic swishes through the air and lands a sting an inch and a half away from her left nipple. She squeals prettily, the spasm that contorts her muscles sending me more pleasure than her half-hearted thrusts.“Harder”, I repeat, punctuating the command with another sting that just misses her right nipple, leaving a red mark in the pale, tender flesh of her barely-forming breast. Her squeal goes up at least another two.