The arm hole of her singlet was gaping, and beneath her arm I could see straight inside. The two tiny, pale-blue cups of her bra were doing their best...to cover her small breasts, but from my angle to the side and slightly behind, the one on the opposite side had fallen forward and away, showing me the small pink button nipple sitting proud and slightly pointed atop the freshly swelling curve of her young breast.I froze. I couldn’t look, but I couldn’t not. A girl’s breasts are not for her. Now she knew.Which left only Laurie, who was breaking in the last of Robin's dancers. Anne knew the last three; she'd worked more than a few parties with them. Laurie was in for a lot of fun.Laurie could hardly believe her luck. They'd all taken a turn converting a group of Robin's dancers. She'd drawn the last shift and had the pulled the best looking group, if she did say so herself. Left to right, they were Tonya, Brenda and Joyce. Tonya was a short black girl, very dark skinned with. "I smiled knowing he had given me the opening I needed. "There are three reasons that I think you should consider for accepting my proposal. The first is you could never allow Greg to move into the apartment because he is such a slut he would have girls in and out all the time." I turned to Greg and said, "No offense man."He just nodded. We all knew he was a slut. "The second reason is over the summer Uncle John introduced me to meditation to help center myself. I'm finding with all the noise. He was too fast for me. I was too young and inexperienced. I was going to get hurt because Wren could never give me what I needed. "I'm eighteen years old Daddy!" I yelled at him, for once standing up for myself. "I should be able to do what I want and with who I want!" Daddy's face turned to stone and he yelled, "No!" grabbing my wrists he yanked me off the bed and threw me across his lap. He hadn't spanked me in years and I bucked and thrashed figuring he couldn't hold me. I was wrong. Daddy.