“Now then. Daddy wants to make sure he understands, so I need you to be brave and tell me whats going on. Can you be my brave girl?” Rachel nodd...d. “Good. Now tell me what did you want me to do when you started fingering yourself in front of me. What would have made you happy?”Rachel sniffled. “I wanted you to punish me for touching my pussy without your permission.” “Did you? Because that’s mine?”“Yes,” Rachel smiled. “And I get to tell you when you’re allowed to touch yourself, is that. ”, I smiled back at her. She was unaware that today I had decided it was time. I headed home with her, and as we talked, I became harder and harder, her skirt rode up exposing her thighs, and I was going crazy.We pulled I to the drive way, we got out. I unlocked the door, I knew Mommy was at work, and finally alone with my daughter. I shut the door behind us and locked it. I took her by the hand and guided her to the stairs, and as she climbed them I was entranced watching her ass swaying under. Since he didn't understand most of what was coming out of the tinnyspeaker hanging from the window up by Dad, and he couldn't see much ofthe movie, he focused on that second screen. For some reason thecartoons were still playing over there. He was barely talking at thatage, but he knew the characters and their names. Bugs Bunny and ElmerFudd were doing funny stuff to each other, the kind of bloodlessviolence designed to appeal to his five-year-old mind. Even withoutsound, he enjoyed the antics.. She knows I’m the one with more of the charm that sways the uncommitted. I made a note of Harriet’s habits and made sure I was the one at the bar when she bought the drinks. It wasn’t long till we were seeing each other in other places than the usual clubs. She kept on saying she was still faithful to her butch belle but with Sylvia doing the rounds, it was obvious she wanted to demonstrate that two could play that game. What she didn’t expect was that three can also make a parcel.” “You mean:.