’She cupped her hands on the bare skin of the underside of her breasts and pinched her swollen nipples through the cloth.‘You want me to squeeze y...ur cock between my breasts and put it in my mouth.’She paused, put her right hand on his shoulder and moved her left hand down to cover her pubic mound.‘You want to lick my pussy...’After a short pause, she added, ‘And you want to fuck my brains out.’David was about to protest. He was shocked and wanted to assure her that he had meant no such thing. All the bad in my life disappeared because I had Erin.Our nightly dates evolved into me rushing home from school and cookingsupper for us. Erin would arrive around Six and she would take off hermakeup and change into something very comfortable like loose sweats.I would serve our meal and she would try to help me clean up. She wasvery awkward in the kitchen so I excused her quickly from finding ussomething on TV. Eventually, she got the idea and went to the TV assoon as we finished the meal. We. Then she walked through the open door, down the hall, and back out into the shop. Taking a small red gem from her pocket, she placed it in an unobtrusive spot underneath the overhang of a shelf, where it somehow adhered without any form of tape or glue. The small bauble was one of the main reasons she had come here today. It would serve as a focus for her powers, allowing her to pierce the Old Man's protective spells and observe what happened in the shop and his private abode. He was. "I want to know why." It's a long story, Dad," she replied softly."We've got all day." Okay but I'm going to start at the beginning. Otherwise you wouldn't understand." Roger nodded. "It's all about sex, Dad, sex and stories, so you'd better be ready for some shocks."It all started a few months ago when I found an internet site that contains thousands of erotic stories. It was a real education, not like the stuff I learned at school or, I'm sorry to say, what you told me. Kids never get told.