"Not very," he said his voice quaking. She sat in her big chair and puffed on the dark fire-stick watching him. Her eyes seemed to drink him in. But n...t like drinking in cool water the way you drink down bad tasting medicine quickly to get over with. The smoke swirled around her as her head shook slightly in a disapproving manner, she rose and walked around behind him. Uneasy he turned his head trying to figure out where she was. She loomed over him directly behind him putting her hands on the. He read one of the magazines as he waited besideanother girl who made periodic small talk with him without letting onthat she thought that Monroe was anything other the woman he waspresenting himself as.Monroe was then called over by the stylist. Monroe smirked as thestylist saw nothing strange about him being there. She made no mentionof Monroe being anything other than just another woman in a floral printdress as Monroe talked with her with his smaller and higher pitchedvoice while she began. I knew that it was me but somehow I felt detached from it. I decided that when I set the camera up again I would prop my head up with pillows and make sure that my face was in the viewfinder.Then I smiled as I wondered if Ben would like the videos and maybe sell them.The girl in the video was soon cumming and the camera also recorded the audio with me loudly letting the whole world know that I was cumming. I wondered if I’d done it when daddy was at home and he’d heard me.The second video was. She very rarely left the farm house. She had been home schooled for most all of her life till his bitch ex took off. So unless she learned about sex in the few months she'd been at school (which he highly doubted) she would have no idea what he was doing even if she had seen him.He heard her walking into the kitchen behind him. Maybe if he spoke first it would catch her off gaurd before she started asking questions... he decided to try that aproach."What are you doing up baby girl"? he asked..