‘You’re a mess,’ he says sympathetically. ‘You look like an absolute whore, princess.’I whimper. ‘Daddy…’‘What is it, baby?’I wrig...le, my eyes misted with tears. I need to come. ‘Please. Please.’‘You want to come, is that it? You’re a desperate little slut who wants to come?’‘Yes,’ I moan. ‘Please! Please, Daddy, please.’‘Please what?’ he asks coldly.‘Please can I come,’ I beg. ‘Please—I’ll do anything, Daddy, please can I—’‘Shh, shh.’ He lets go of my hair and trails a hand down my neck. I put my I-Pods' earphones on and played a quick Dubstep song to get my mind off of tutorials. I finally reached the room and when I walked in nobody was there I put my binder and book on the desk. I was playing Angry Birds when she finally walked in. I took out my earphones and put my I-Pod in my backpack. My god she was perfect she wore red but designed converse, with tight jeans that folded up a couple inches from her heel. She wore a black with white stripes shirt that was a V-neck. She had. Nobody had ever done this for him before, it felt amazing. “I’m surrounded by riches, but I have precious little to spend it on.”Iden flinched, a wonderful wave of pleasure spreading up through him as she found a knot at the base of his spine, working it out with the heel of her hand.“Where did you learn how to do this?” Iden sighed, having to concentrate so that his legs didn’t give out from under him.“I’ve accumulated a fair bit of knowledge in my time,” she chuckled, amused by his strong. They melted into each other's arms resting with sweat pouring from every pore of their bodies. Sandra knew that she would be returning the favor with an enthusiastic vengeance just as soon as she caught her breath.For some strange reason, Sandra found that she was dwelling on the possibility of male equipment on some of the humanoid figures who had chased them into the dense green jungle. She was entirely satisfied with the companionship of Miss Oh, but the thought of a long shaft parting her.