She’s only 18, and I’m deeply in love with her. Maybe it’s just lust ... She’s got a boyfriend one year older than her, but I have plans for h...m.Let me describe my daughter to you... 5ft5, a hundred and fourteen pounds, with long brown hair and blue eyes. Actually, in the last year or so, she’s been dying it blonde ... making her even prettier!She’s got great legs, toned thighs, and arms, a face that would melt the hardest and meanest man on the planet. Add to that a pair of boobies that are. She was a sponge for learning and it was just fun being together. For her to come back, now, with no urging from me, to our discussion about sex and intimacy the previous Thursday told me a lot about how well I was getting across to her. ‘I have met a predatory beast already,’ she observed dryly, looking up at me and about to take a bite of pizza. ‘When do I get to meet a knight in shining armor?’ Her glib playfulness could be heard in her lilt, though when I looked up she pretended to be. Johnson some legal documents after removing the spit tip from his bound meat-girl and placing the spit on the nearby rack until he could sort all this out, "Who are you? And why have you interrupted my Christmas roasting party?" Mr. Johnson said in an angry tone, every one else as angry as he was, except for Jessica who was relieved to have been spared from the spit even if it is only for a few moments."Mr. Johnson you have failed to pay your roasting tax for the last meat-girl you spit roasted. That was the one they were supposed to be on anyway. Once they were at the dock, they had a little trouble getting through to the boat, as the cruise line had a minor computer glitch. Once that was resolved they breezed through just as the VIP program had promised. They quickly unpacked their things in the cabin and headed directly to the pool deck for a light lunch and the upcoming bon voyage celebration. After they ate, they found a couple of lounge chairs pool side and ordered drinks,.