She was at her apartment cleaning out everything that was there. She was working on closet, which had contained their clothes. She would throw his clo...hes quickly down on the ground because she didn't want to feel that shirt she always stole from him and wore to work. She didn't want to smell that pair of pants that were torn and stained. The ones she kept on telling him to throw away, but he never did. Now here was her chance to finally get rid of them and she couldn't. She put them in the box. I reasoned that she was feeling sorry for what shehad done and was trying to make it up to me.She had to take my elbow and support me as we made our way back toAshley's room which I correctly presumed would be mine from now on. Itfelt decidedly strange as I walked back to the room feeling for the firsttime my breasts bouncing and moving freely on my chest. The terry clothrubbing against my nipples sent little shivers up and down my spine. Amost unusual but pleasant feeling I had thought at. ”“It wasn’t anything Daddy… it was like what you did to me after dinner last night. You said it was natural for men to have that reaction to a pretty girl, remember?” Jennifer pouted, trying to redirect Daddy’s train of thought, reminding him how he’d ejaculated on her already. It seemed to work and Daddy seemed to be considering her words intently. After a long pause he continued, with more restraint in his voice, though it still held an edge.“How many men did this to you?”“Daddy…”“How many?!”. "That's a longer story." she said. "My mom is here in town. I have a younger sister who lives in Austin, going to UT, and my dad, well, he has been in and out of our lives from the start. I haven't seen him in at least two years - he has never even met Emma." I asked if she had a good relationship with her mother but she didn't answer. Instead, she said, "You are so nice to do this for me. I promise, I won't take advantage of our friendship."It didn't take us long to get to the large HEB Plus.