I was feeling so verypretty, just hope Daniel thinks so.Then that lovely chime of the doorbell rang out. With it, thebutterflies came fluttering back ...o my stomach. I was told to stay whereI was till she and Daniel returned. Only if I had Shelly or Chrissy tocuddle for company right now, no they were still upstairs in Mummy'sbedroom. All I could do was fiddle with my lovely little satin purse, asit sat daintily over my left wrist. Remembering I'm to give a nicecurtsy now is the time for a quick. I asked her what she thought the difference his extra 2 inches would make … and she said she didn’t know but he clearly had a lot of staying power as well. Over the next few weeks we watched a few more of his videos online and every time it led to great sex. I unfortunately during one of these sessions asked her to tell me what her fantasy was. She blurted out ‘to make you fuck my pussy with someone else’s cum in it’. The next morning I reminded her about what she had said. She said it was just. “Fuck” I thought to myself as the two girls bounced in my head. I knew perfectly well I had not overcome my problem.As Monday morning sprung through my bedroom window my mind immediately turned to seeing Zoe. I was more curios than anything as to how she would react to me at school. Heading to school I expected to see Zoe at the front entrance waiting for me like she used to. Initially I didn’t see her, I walked straight passed the gate and headed to my locker. I was stopped by the sound of a. All she needed was what I always called ‘the look.’ It could freeze molten lava or melt an iceberg in an instant. One look and you knew she was angry. Even worse that look told us that we had disappointed her. That hurt more than any spanking--believe me. She was strict as hell, but she loved us to pieces. She was at every basketball and baseball game from Little League through high school. Andrea also played basketball in high school…softball, too. Mom was always at those games, too.