Ivan was fromthe school of thought that being a good parent was not messing up yourchild too much.The truly sad part of this was Ivan's mindset. He ch...se the wrong word tothink of Audrey and did not have any faith in how great he was going to beas his daughter's father. Instead of thinking she was a freak, he shouldhave used the word which was more in tune with his true feeling of she wasdifferent. The loving father meant no harm when he thought freak, but ithad such a negative connotation to. I had practiced walking with heels so I was walking like a champ! I met with ally and she actually had a very similar outfit, just that instead of short it was a skirt. Ally told meshe new a bunch of guys, all different eith different likings, and which would I like. As I thought I had gone through the worse my exact words were, "hard, rough and fun". Ally smiled and we began walking. After like 15 min of walkingwe stoppe din front of a nice hotel and i asked ally if we would stay here, she. He doubted that she was heavy because of her Iight footfalls and smooth, measured step. But such things as facial features, body contours, short or long-hair, blonde, brunette, redhead, or... or bald, dammit to hell... those were the things that drove him damned near mad!A man didn't forget what female beauty was like in three years, especially such a lusty bird-watcher as he'd been. Christ, if he'd ever known that this affliction had been headed his way he would have stocked in a mental. With a contented sigh he eased his still growing erection into the sore, bloodied hole then grasped her pale buttocks to excitedly thrust her up and down his cock. As he staggered unsteadily to keep his balance Sophie's head and shoulders were callously dragged about the cold hard floor, her hair leaving a damp stain on the dry concrete."Poor cow!" muttered Ianto, waking up next to me. With a sense of shame I realised he was showing more sympathy for her than I. I just worried that it.