I recall screaming with delight when I saw her. I begged him to take me for a ride, and he said he’d not put on such a presentation without inviting...me for a ride – it was the icing on the cake.” Hope wiped her eyes, smiling beautifully, saying that this was perhaps her best memory of her father. “We drove down to the village like show-offs – we really were. Other drivers tooted at us and people came out of their shops and waved or cheered. Dad had told some people that he was getting a 1939. I clumsily fell back on my knees and only then did a slight smirk spread across her face. She bent towards me offering me a view of her perfect tits, then dug her fingernail underneath my chin, her eyes blazing, ‘You are wearing them, aren’t you? The frilly panties I was nice enough to send to you today,’ her voice began rising. ‘You did follow my instructions, not like the present I received earlier this fucking afternoon.’ She led my eyes towards the back of the room. The other girl was bent. In no hurry they worked their way down, over the contours of my nose and lips, investigating all the metal with which I’ve decorated my body over the years. By the time her hands reached my breasts I was making small, desperate noises which made her laugh softly. They certainly didn’t hurry her along, though. She breathed softly on my neck as she drew trails of blazing agony around the outside of my breasts with the very tips of her nails, slowly spiraling inwards to my brazenly erect nipples.. Her blouse was drenched. She made an irritated noise and shot off to the bathroom. I shrugged at Kay's puzzled face and unfolded my frame on the couch. I didn't want to think about anything so I tuned them out, intermittently getting beer from the table and coming back to the couch. Eventually they got drunk. Kay and Ina were on the floor, singing 'Kumbayah' nonstop and giggling like little girls. I got up and killed the tube, which immediately got me a reaction. "Hey! Switch it on!" "Damn you,.
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