She's under the tender care of her Daddy."Hello beautiful," was gaily sung out and into my ear when I reluctantly picked up the phone on a dreary and ...old, early December, Ohio morning.'What does he want, why's he calling me anyway?' I thought, recognizing my Daddy's deep baritone voice. "Hi Daddy, I'm pretty busy now," I started rudely, not wanting to waste any more time away from my writing."I finally moved into my new house Samantha, just wanted to give you all the details, address, phone. Denise willingly lay down and I entered her, my first red headSoon, I felt hand on my butt, my pulse quickenedMultiple hands were squeezing my cheeks and spreading me“What a pretty hole” Sherry statedSuddenly a finger slid in, I don’t know who’sThat felt great as I pumped my red head. Soon I came againI collapsed as the butler told us dinner was readyI was in heaven as I ate with three lovely young hottiesAfter dinner we played in the water a littleTim had us lay down in the shallow waterHe. When I didn't say anything Cassie said, "I've been trying to reach you all weekend. Where have you been?" Out trying to drown my sorrows." That sounds pretty serious. Dare I ask?" I saw my girl in a bar Friday night. She was dancing real close with some guy and didn't seem to care at all when he dropped his hand to her ass and left it there. In fact, she smiled and buried her head in his chest when he did it. But even though it didn't seem to bother her, it bothered me. Hence, I've been. ” He said. I knew it would do no good to put it on over my sopping wet blouse so I turned away and unbuttoned it. I looked down at the tattoo on my left breast. It was of a purple butterfly. Christina had loved to chase them in our backyard and purple was her favorite color. A flashback of my baby girl laying in her casket in a long lavender gauzy dress invaded my mind for a second and I felt the sting of tears in my eyes. The memories always haunted me, there was only one way to escape them,.