"It's okay," she whispered as she shrugged off the backpack and sat it on the bed. "You said there was a bathroom?" Just here," he said and gestured o...t in the hallway. "I'll give you some time to get settled in while I fix us some supper. Grilled cheese sandwiches okay?" Sure." Di let him walk away before jumping up and down with her hands over her mouth. She went through the room touching every surface with a wild grin on her face. When she opened the closet and saw all the colorful clothes. . he was ten years younger.Actually ... he didn't mind anything about her ... except that he worried about her head. If she truly was the age she looked then he was willing to overlook the teenage angst that besets most American teens. She would grow out of it.If she was the age her birthdate specified he expected her to understand he was a simple minded male. Not that he considered himself suffering from that condition ... what untrained male does?Tom always demonstrated that he understood by. "Do you like that princess? Do you like Daddy fucking your tiny little cunt with his fingers?" Yes Daddy!" I managed to splutter out. My pussy was on fire and God help me I wanted Daddy to put the fire out. He pushed another finger into me and my pussy clenched around his fingers now pushing and pulling out of my little pink fuckhole. “Oh god Daddy!”I was still leaning over the counter but I couldn’t move. Couldn’t turn around to see my Daddy. Couldn’t move to see what Daddy’s body looked like. Eleanor is the only daughter of a wealthy merchant named William Rose and his French wife. In addition to being quite intelligent and quick-witted, Eleanor is also considered quite the beauty. She is fair-skinned and raven-haired, with striking golden eyes. She is tall, but also a late bloomer; she has not yet fully grown into her womanhood, and thus still has lean hips and petite breasts.Eleanor has lived her entire life being pampered in a spacious manor in London, England. Though she wants.