They were in an embrace as I caught-up to the slightly ajar door, Pia with her arms around daddies neck, and daddy cupping her tiny curvatious bottom ...n his giant hand, pulling in towards him and squeezing as he kissed her extended neck.Just as I was thinking, what the fuck, Pia drooped her hand down between them and squeezed him hard, mouthing between gritted teeth, 'Sort this out, all the girls can see your hard' and then they both kissed full on the mouth.When they pulled apart he said, 'You. The above, if you care to believe it, was written by a fifteen year old girl, I should know, as I am that girl, and my English Master was a man in his fifties.I watched as he read through my wordings, he was fidgeting in a slightly uncomfortable manner, my imagination and the putting together of words in my girlish mind, was sexually arousing him, that was my intention, because sex was foremost on my mind when I put pen to paper, the pen was his penis, the ink, his seed, soon, I would be. ”“I’d say I’m like zero bosses! And now that we have the easy stuff out of the way, I have a few more things to share with you.”“You’re joking, right?”I shook my head, “Let me tell you about the FBI, the Chicago Outfit, the CPD, and for good measure, a pair of dead lawyers.”An hour later, I finished telling her everything EXCEPT my personal interactions with the South Side Outfit and Don Anthony.“Espionage? Russians? A Mob law firm? Crooked Aldermen? Two murdered lawyers? I don’t even know what. We returned home and shifted her daily use stuffs to my place as she will be living at my place till her parents return. We had her favorite dishes in the dinner: my mom’s attempt to cheer her up.After some days her birthday arrived. We surprised her by celebrating her birthday on sharp 12:00 am. She was very much happy and became emotional. We did all the possible things that she should not feel the absence of her parents. In the evening we all went to Restaurant for dinner and returned home.