Not anymore. I’m so lonely after he leaves. The room is dim and silent. There’s not much to do, no television, the curtains drawn. I look around t...e familiar room, my territory. I sleep. When I wake, I have to go to the bathroom again. He’s in the house. I can tell he’s been to check on me because the door has been moved since I fell asleep. If I do not breathe, I can hear sounds in the kitchen. If I do breathe, I can smell soup, Campbell’s Vegetarian Vegetable. My stomach growls. After a. Once we were through the door we were in her room in a matter of minutes and we were quickly ripping each other’s clothes off. I pulled her dress up over her head before taking her bra off and sucking on her nipples until they got hard, at which point I would start to gently bite and pull them. At the same time, she unbuttoned my shirt and once removed, started to undo my belt and slide her hand inside the lining of my underwear. She grabbed my rapidly hardening member and started to stroke it. "Um... 'kay," my daughter suddenly murmured, bringing my attention back to her. I looked down as Aimee shifted, pushing up. She licked and smacked her lips as she stared at my crotch. My bulge was noticeable."What was that, honey?" I asked."Said... yeah, 'kay," she said, dragging her hands up to my belt. "I'll do'it," she continued, clumsily tugging on my belt.My heart pumped. Was my little girl really doing what I thought she was doing? "A-Aimee, what—"She lifted her face and stared at me as. I have to beconvincing."She smiled. "So you met some new friends huh? Did you end up with aguy last night or something?" Uhhh." I didn't know what to say. "I did yea, I was really drunk andwe smoked sum weed." I started to cry a little. "I even (sniffling)rubbed his cock and gave him head and probably more I don't remember allof it."She rubbed my forehead sympathetically. "There, there, sweetheart itsok, I understand. After you dressed up as a girl and gave a cute guyoral sex you realized.