You have been a very naughty girl and deserve punishment for watching daddy and getting off by him." At his words I froze. I was scared yet excited at...the same time. I had dreamed of this moment for days to weeks ever since I watched him. My pussy only got wetter at the thoughts of what he would do to me and my poor young pussy and ass. He turned off the water and reached out for a two pieces of cloth. One to cover my eyes and one to gag my mouth. He tied the cloth tight. My daddy soon slung me. Tim takes the bag from the kitchen and the first full bag of Abbie’s discards to the trash chute.Abbie is almost finished with the desk; a few things are left in drawers. She shyly asks Tim if they could bring the desk with them to the house as it was her grandfather’s, and she has taken it everywhere she has gone. Tim tells her, of course, they can. They will either rent a trailer or, depending on how much Abbie wants to bring, get movers to do it.Abbie jumps up and hugs Tim thanking. Last weekend was a blast. She arrived with a young guy, and I could just tell she needed it. I let them in, and he had his way with her. The sex wasn’t rough, but he fucked her hard and fast, and at the end I watched my friend’s wife take a facial from a man she’d met about ½ hour ago at a bar.And if I’m glossing over that story, it’s only because what happened yesterday was pretty amazing. I think a big part of that has to do with the proximity to Valentine’s Day. I know she was out with her. She got a lot of second glances from the men that wandered onto our booth. Her eyes were a deep shade of green and her dark walnut colored hair flowed down below her shoulders. Between the two of us, we seemed to spend more time turning down propositions for dinner than discussing computer technology. As the cab pulled away from the convention center and headed towards the Vegas strip, Laura said, “If I had one more guy hit on me today . . .” “Tell me about it,” I.