Tis bitch was fifteen, and so innocent. Oh of course on the outside she showed the world a toughexterior... she had embraced the Goth culture and en...oyed wearing all the markings of that culture... but inwardly and inher own private world she was still an innocent little girl, her outward show of being a Goth bitch was just that... a show. I stalked towards the bed and gently crawled over her. She wiggled and grunted as she slowly awoke... "Wha-what's happening?" My cock felt like it was. I had to learn how to sing lullabies, potty train and handle little girl’s hair in a very short time!’ he quipped, making light of the travails of single fatherhood. ‘Marie’s parents, Marie’s the mom of Maddie, by the way, were already dead, so she just has my side of the family to care for her. No wife, ex-wife, or girlfriend to help me during that time,’ he added smilingly, the lines around his eyes crinkling. By that time, we passed a park bench, and sat down. My balloon floral skirt, which. I decided to wear a red crisscross top that opened low and would show plenty of tit to you if I leaned the right way.”“I wasn’t sure how short a skirt to wear. Not that I don’t mind wearing short skirts. I love to wear short skirts for a man who would appreciate my legs, but it was so cold outside. I thought of wearing my shortest skirt for you. It was so short you could see my panties, even with my legs together. Or you could see my pussy hairs if I chose to wear no panties for that special. Get the nickel.”Terry pulled back the covers, and she flipped the nickel. It landed Tails. He picked it up and put it on the top of the dresser.“I wasn’t spying, Jack.” she said. “Honest. How was I to know you’d be skinny-dipping there?”“Yeah! Everybody calls it the swimming hole, but you would never think that someone would be swimming there. Well, now I have you.”What Terry didn’t have was a name for Faith’s character and how he was supposed to get her over his knee.“You just ask anyone. Jill.