Handing Danni hers, I clinked our glasses and toasted,
“Here’s to the making of my personal whore.” Danni toasted back saying,
“Here’s to becoming Daddy’s whore and finally fucking for real.”
Her enthusiasm was infectious, but I was going to keep the romance alive for a time before fucking her. XXX On another note: to all the hypocritical *@#$ who come out and read this stuff then want to leave s that are critical, First you should note the genre is “Fiction!”
Second, if you think this is so terrible, why are you reading it? I had never allowed her to put on the lipstick, because unlike the other makeup it wouldn’t wash off easily. Though she was here legitimately, my busy-body neighbors would still gossip if they saw a young girl entering the home of an old bachelor, especially when she stayed all weekend. I had taught her how to hook the garter belt into the stocking tops on a previous occasion, so I told her to change
