It not only reflected her personality, but it looked like she went to great pains to make it as inviting as it was comfortable.Waiting for me, draped ...cross the kind sized bed, Colleen was dressed, or I suppose you could say undressed in a satin teddy. It fell to well above her knees. Her hair was loose and floated around her face, setting off her radiant smile. Soft, instrumental music played in the background, gentle and sweet.When I caught just a hint of Colleen's personal scent, it sent. Daddy likes to see me blush with shame. And I like it too. I like feeling ashamed. It's so intense and exciting to feel shame. Then I want to do even more sexy stuff and let Daddy watch me being the party slut. It's so exciting to be a nasty girl. I love men's raw sex. Just fuck fuck fuck. I like doing more sexy stuff. There's just something about being a slutty cunt girl that is so exciting. It's just the orgasms. It's also the head game about being a party girl. A slut girl, who likes nasty. One question sent her off on a bewildering story of how everyone was so nice, and everything was so great. Then she started telling me about her co-workers. I didn’t pay close attention, only really listening out for key phrases that might cause problems for her.I did notice that though there were a few guys she mentioned, none of them apparently rated high enough on Faith’s chart to deserve more than a name and quick description of what they do. Something, somewhere deep inside of me purred. I endured an x-ray, blood tests and I did finally get to pee in a cup for someone, as I knew I would.I had a provisional clean bill of health. But mom informed me in her best Dr. Mom impression, that if any problems showed up when the tests came back, we would be heading back, and in the meantime she was keeping a close eye on me, and I was to 'be good'. I smiled and nodded and said 'Yes Mom' at the appropriate places, and then headed off to Parkin's Sporting Goods while she went shopping.Of.