After putting on lotion, she walked to the house slowly. Her father was watching, lust evident in his eyes. When she reached him, she took his face in...her hands and kissed him. He protested but she didn't let go. After a moment, he stopped resisting and kissed her back. His hands gripped her hips and he lifted her. Her legs wrapped around his hips. He threw whatever was over the table to the ground and lifted her onto it. "Mmm, daddy," Emma moaned. He kissed her again, silencing her. His hands. .." and caught himself before he said something that made him look like a total, pathetic loser.Truth be told, Steven wasn't gruesome; he was merely average. Average for a white boy unfortunately is just shy of ugly. Thin lips, pasty skin, thinning hair, non-descript features, he was nothing to write home about. I had plans to change that. The ad to which he replied was a proposition to completely transform a white boy into a sexy, desirable, cross-dressing, sissy, and insatiable, cum-crazed. She escorted us over to the bar area and asked if we wanted something to drink. She gave us a little smile and said, “Gentlemen, have a drink and relax and when I return I am going to make your life very difficult as you are going to have to choose a sexy young lady. We have ladies from all over the world. Don’t worry they will act out any fantasies that you might have and all the ladies are bi-sexual so you can choose as many ladies as you like. All the girls are tested every month for STD’s. Sure he had a few favours he could call on, but he didn’t want to call on them unless he had to, as he could burn a few bridges where he didn’t have to. That meant he had to call his sister, Stephanie, or as her friends and family call her Steph.So once outside in the car that he rented whilst he was here, he picked up his mobile and called his sister. Upon his sister picking up, he heard Steph say, “Mark, it has been a while, I thought that you weren’t going to speak to me again or at least.