"June looked at me. "It's funny. The same girls who wouldn't think of sleeping with a guy in a school band, will line up at the back stage door waitin... to sleep with rock singers!"I nodded and laughed. "I guess we're late bloomers." I stuck my right index finger into June's mouth, surprising her. She sucked it in. I pulled it out and then traced it around the chocolate circle that surrounded her nipple. I saw her shiver in response; I was doing all right."How far do you want to go?" I asked. "I. 'You're just a horny girl, Mariel', he paused while his comment sunk in, 'you always were', he continued, then he dropped a bombshell, 'just like your mother is'.'Is', I repeated, 'what do you mean', I contested?'And what do you mean always were', I was confused, and angry, I had lost the plot and I stood with my fists clenched at my sides, my breasts and nipples pointing angrily at him, somehow there was satisfaction being nude like this, my brain swirling around, my mother, me, horny, WTF was. " "Your mom shouldn't be telling you things like that." "Did you love her?" I... no. I'm sorry, Katie. I don't... I don't feel things very easily. I just don't care about most people. I never really loved your mother. That's why she left." Did you cheat on her?" "No." Did she cheat on you?" Probably. I can't really blame her if she did. I didn't give her what she needed." You mean sex? I know you guys used to have sex, I could hear you guys." I laughed and kissed my little girl's head. "No, I. “Oh Jeffrey, yes.” “Shut up slut!” I say. “Jeff hired me to remind you of something, you call me Sir!” and I get up and smack your face. “Each time you don’t call me Sir, the punishment will get worse. Do you got that, whore?” “Yes, Sir.” You whimper, scared of what’s coming.Next you feel something being strapped onto your waist and then to your pussy. You are shaking again, wondering what will happen. Then it hits. Vibration on your clit. The vibrator is tied down to your clit, you cannot.