The way he looks at me is enough to tell me that he wants me too. As if shooting his load in my mouth wasn't a clue. As if his eagerness to eat my pus...y in the middle of the day with mom in the house isn't enough. He wants me too."Yes, daddy. You're right."I walk slowly back to my room. The noises coming out of my mother's room fill me with guilt. I should stop. I should pretend nothing happened. I should do my best to forget anything ever happened.In my room, I see the drawer open and the. Zhalenya and Stanskiy were first. They skated good, but not great. They moved ahead of Andrea and Brett, and their presentation marks were, as always for Russians, overinflated--but the door was open.Jennie Sellers and Denis Poulin stormed through that door and slammed it shut behind them. They were magical. They were perfect. The crowd was on its feet 30 seconds before the end of the program."Let's hope the judges don't screw that one up," Warren said to Sophia. They didn't. Sellers and Poulin. My feelings of frustration weren't helped by finding Anne's panties on the floor and her bra on the couch, guiltily, I sniffed at the little panties but they hadn't cupped her sex for long enough to have any noticeable aroma, so I dropped them on the couch and took myself with my aching cock up to my bedroom where I fell asleep immediately."Wake up sleepy head" the voice was disembodied somehow, it didn't belong in my dream but when I opened my eyes I saw that it was Anne, a smiling Anne and. Paul had bought me a new dress to wear, it was a lovely thing but quite short and showed more of my breasts than I was comfortable with."You look great," he enthused.He was still lying naked on his bed while I pulled the dress over my naked body."Wear it just like that," he instructed. "No, don't move, I'll take a couple of pictures."I didn't feel very comfortable at all as the flashes went off, but I smiled and pouted at his commands. We were due at a party but we were, of course, very late..