At this, for the first time since her arrival; I felt something other than arousal - A mild guilt. 'Aahhh...Just too long away from you, Honey.' I sai..., nonchalantly. She ran her hands through my faint lines of hair in the middle of my chest; And said, 'Well, If you're going to attack me like a tiger the way you did just now; I don't know whether to leave more often, or try to arrange for more stays at home!-!' I snuggled her in silence; Realizing that, while I looked forward to our time. Raising one leg and bending it covered her fleecy blonde snatch--a little. She realized how vulnerable she was. Naked as the day she was born, aside from her boots, she presented the perfect target for any of those men's pricks.Something moved deep inside her at the thought of all those football players gang raping her. Trying to deny the fascination she felt with the idea was impossible. She didn't want to be gang banged by a couple dozen horny football jocks. She didn't! But she couldn't help. It clears my head." Rachel said defensively."It would have been nice if you had told me about that. I almost killed your "partner" yesterday morning when he shoved his cold nose against my leg and demanded that I take him outside at 4:00AM." he told her before leaning in close enough for only her to hear. "Next time Rambo stays at my place, you are taking him out." What?" she asked."You heard me. Your sexy little ass will be staying because I am not going to be the only fool outside at 4:00 in. I will be efficient and thorough in my work. Would Daddy start monitoring what TV shows and movies I watched? I will be efficient and thorough in my work. I will be efficient and thorough in my work. Would he decide how I should wear my hair and what earrings to wear and if I should wear makeup and how much? I watched my hand move across the paper mechanically. I felt that my nipples had started to grow hard at the fantasies of Daddy’s increasing monitoring and control in my life. I reached.