The first clue was when I went to take a piss, she would follow me into the bath room and hold my dick to direct the stream when I was done she would ...lick my slit clean and dry it with that beauitful hair. When I tryed to tell her no she would just say Your my daddy and I have to take care of you. She refused to were any cloths in the house saying little grils have to be naked at all times to make their daddy horny, on that I couldn't dissagree.That night our first living togther, Sissy said I. I rushed out but she ran away.I bathed and came down in the old clothes. When my mom-in law saw me she was all smiling. She said tauntingly why I wetted Rashmi? She had already taken bath or was she bathing me. I got shy and didn’t say any thing. Then I took my break fast with Rashmi who was having a mysterious smile all the time. She asked me in a taunting way see mom do you still want to fuck her as you said. I got afraid and slapped her on the thigh and asked to shut up. Mom asked what. Jake understood why she tended to keep her head down while working, why she almost always wore the hat. Anyone who saw her without it would have no doubt she wasn't a man, and then she'd have real trouble. Jake perused the lovely arch of her brows, the high cheekbones, the pale skin with a trace of freckles, the full lips currently pressed in a thin, aggravated line. He could imagine what she would look like with her hair long, how the russet tresses would enhance her beauty. The vision pulled. Shit! Someone replied to your e-mail.“Hey, Sarah! This is Marcy. Grant and I just got your e-mail and wanted to let you know that we’re definitely still looking for a companion. We’d love to talk with you or meet you in person, if you’re available.”'Uh, oh.' Your mind races. 'Now, what do I do? And, why did I use my real name? In fact, why did I use my real e-mail address? Now, they know who I am and how to reach me. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, after all.'It’s getting late, so you.