" It took nearly ten minutes to hand cut the ply in the gloom of his workshop and drill holes for the screws. Ms. Jones had all but given up her feebl... attempt at fixing the cardboard and stood crying and shivering in the cold. Rain had soaked all her clothing and her usually well-coifed hair hung down in wet strands. Darkness had descended."Sorry, I'm being a trouble," she murmured, "I thought I could fix it." Hold the torch for a few minutes while I put the screws in and then you can go. "So, does this mean you've forgiven me for decking Daddy? You trust me to be around him alone?" She cocked an eyebrow in mock severity.Amy's sense of humor takes a little getting used to, and Victoria is not around as often as I am. Besides, who would have expected humor out of the Wicked Bitch of the West that we had seen over the last two weeks?"Oh, honey it's just that Daddy is special to me too and I don't want him to get hurt. I know he wouldn't defend himself ... Oh, you! You're teasing. “Don’t be shy, just hurry up before Dad gets home, or before I change my mind” she said, closing her eyes. “Finally” I remember thinking. I saw her laying there, and my dick started to rise. I felt it getting hard, it was clearly visible under my loose shorts. I touched her leg and felt her body move. I moved my hands up to the top of her pants and started to pull down. I was surprised to see she wasn’t wearing underwear. Her hairy, juicy pussy came into view. My dick felt as if it was going to. They werejust barely surviving.But that wasn't Ricky's fault. The issue at hand was that Ricky hadn'tread enough of the article to know that Quinn was a boy. It was stillpossible for Quinn to deal with this in a mature manner."Look, Ricky... you have to understand that Quinn's life changed reallydrastically that night and now... well... she's only taken a few stepsinto adulthood so far. You're her first real crush and... I think we'reall expecting more from Quinn than Quinn is capable of giving.