His movements were like a blur when he finally noticed me, pulling the duvet over his bulge and trying to act like normal. “Hi Princess,” he said...in a somewhat gravelly voice. “Morning Daddy,” I trilled trying to ignore what I had seen. “I’ve brought you some tea.” I put the mug on the side table and sat beside him on the bed. “Daddy,” I began, “are you missing Mummy?” He looked surprised at my enquiry, I was sure he hadn’t missed her; she had been such a prized Bitch! We were both glad when. We were going to make our way from LA, California to Woodstock, New York! We had all missed the White Isle gig, and weren’t about to repeat the offence with Woodstock. Right as I was putting the rest of my things that I would need in my bag, there was a knock on my window. That would be Jonny, he hadn’t used the front door in about eight years. ‘Hey, Jonny, it’s open.’ ‘Hey babe. Ready to go?’ ‘Just about…’ He placed his hands around my waist, pulling me close to him, kissing my exposed neck.. Long curly blonde hair, a very pretty face and a body to die for. She wasn't very bright but he hired her for her looks and not for her intellectual prowess. She was a girly girl. She loved beautiful clothes, laying nude to get an even tan, and be on his arm when they went out nightly for dinner. She liked to be called Beth and knew that she was his trophy wife. Neither wanted children. Philip was too old to raise rug rats and Beth didn't want to ruin her gorgeous figure like her mother had. “Let us go to your place and I will show you.” I said. It was a short drive to his place but it felt like forever, because I knew I would finally be able to have him in my arms. He was after all drop dead sexy. We go inside straight to his bed room. He had a king size bed with bed posts and a mirror above his bed. He turns on some music and sits on the edge of his bed. “Now what were you going to show me?” he asks. “You will see soon.” I replied with a big grin on my face. I look around and.