They spent a bunch of time trying to figure out who wouldtake care of me while they were gone. I pleaded with them that I was oldenough to be on my o...n, but they were not going for it. So they settledon me going to live with Ann.Ann lives in a big house near her college in Indiana. She shares thehouse with 6 other girls. She also protested as she did not like me muchand the house was supposed to be all girls. She gave in when my stepdadagreed to pay a considerable room and board.Their trip. Then she put some cream on top of her bush. There she straightened out the hairline. When she was done, she wiped off the excess cream, revealing a beautifully trimmed pussy. "Wow!! Now that's a pussy I want to fuck!!" I said admiring Brit's handy work. "Dad!?" Lori said kind of perturbed. "Don't say you want to fuck us. Tell us you want to make love to us." Okay baby. You're right. Saying that I want to fuck you both makes it sound cheap. And I do want to make love to the both of you."I did. She never stops until she gets what she wants.”“She can try,” Natalia said after she had taken another sip of the champagne.She sighed deeply as she heard a firm knock at the door and as she stood she grabbed the half empty bottle. With sturdy steps she walked to the door and opened the door just far enough to push the bottle through the opening.“Enjoy the lunch Ellen,” Natalia said bitterly, “I hope you like fruit de mer.”She didn’t wait for a response and as she closed the door she clapped. His face has the quality of a blurred photograph, yet she remembers his rough hands. His rough, calloused hands on her soft breast. She shudders. Feeling foolish she starts through the alphabet, trying to associate a name with each letter: Albert, Benjamin, Charles, Donald… It feels as if every last cell of her brain was driven into illness. Her lack of memory fills her with silent dread. Not my mind, Dear god not my mind! She tries to compose herself. Ernest, Frank… Letter by letter she.