That was, of course, except one. Bill was alone in a chair. During this time his eyes were fixed on my chest. I knew you could see my cleavage since I...was only wearing a tank top and I'm about a 36 C cup.I then felt the need to get out of there. So I went inside and headed up stairs to the bathroom. Little did I know that Bill was following me to the bathroom. When I went in the door I felt him push me then close and lock the door. I turned around to look at who was there and was face to face. I remember he always used to say I was pretty. I watched in the mirror as I ran my hands over my face, feeling my cheekbones and my jaw and the spaces between. Daddy wouldn’t say I was pretty now, but maybe if I work hard I can look pretty for him by the time he gets out of prison.I went back to my bed and took down Bec’s picture. I folded it in half so that only the future version of me showed. Then I stuck it back up on the wall again.I laid backwards on my bed with my head where my feet. There was a segment on cybersex, and in it there is a woman who is sex chatting with some guy and her boyfriend was right next to her touching her according to the words of the guy online. Vid noticed that his girlfriend Marsha was watching intently and her breathing became a bit ragged. “Wow, that scene was really erotic,” Vid commented to his girlfriend, “Think you might want to try it?” “Uh, well , I don’t know. How do you find someone to do that with?” she asked. “Well, you find a adult. He would wait because he was mine; he would wait if I asked even though I could feel how badly he wanted it. Because he was perfect and kind and gentle and… I was overtaken with another barrage of orgasms, one right after the other, until I passed out. When I woke up, we were in Paul’s bed, wrapped around each other. He held me and kissed me, told me I was beautiful, and told me that he loved me. He kept me close to him until it was time that I went back home. On Sunday, once we got to.