“Her presentation is tomorrow. We’ll know then,” Morgan said. “Pen, you know you’ll have to pose with her again when Kendra is ready to do t...e glass, right? Will you be able to do it?” I was flooded with hope and nodded.The last time I’d posed with Mavis for Kendra’s sculpture had been a three-hour session and by the end of it we were both crying. It was like saying goodbye to a lover or breaking up. When we were finished posing, I lay down beside her and just held her in my arms for half an. Can we make it to Watkins Glen that quickly?” Mike wondered aloud.“That’s debatable, but if we leave immediately after supper, take turns with the driving, limit the stops, and keep driving through the night, perhaps we can do it. Worst-case scenario, we hit Watkins Glen by dawn. Then those of us who need sleep can try to catch up for a few hours until we’re all mostly rested. Then we do some fishing, eat our catch, skinny-dip a bit, and, well, you get the idea. We should drive through Ithaca,. I've often gone back to bed after I watched you cum with tears in your eyes and fingered my pussy!"With tears in her eyes, Tina walked over to the tub and started pulling her clothes off.Please, don't do this, Tina! It's not right!" She just ignored my plea's as her top and bra hit the floor. Her skirt was next, followed by her panties.There were more tears as she sobbed. "Daddy, I love you so very much. I just want you to be happy and not so fucking lonely." She stepped into the tub. "I know. When I first met her, she was wearing a deep blue skinny jeans, black chunky heels and a dark red plaid top that accentuated her boobs, which seemed too big for a C cup, but too small to be D’s. I walked into the classroom one Friday, and there she was. I felt like a hot mess next to her in my short navy tartan skirt, white button up shirt, ripped stockings and boots. “Who’s that?” I immediately asked my teacher, Mr. Callum, as I sat down. “That’s the student teacher, Miss Rose.” She smiled.