V. I can see he is disappointed, and I think I know why. Earlier today, at school, I was caught making out with Blake in the boys locker room, and I j...ust know that ass hole Mr. Baker called Daddy, and told him how bad I was."I got a call today. Do you have anything to say for yourself?" He scowls up at me."Daddy, I was just kissing, it isn't like I was doing anything REALLY bad!" I protest with a sly little grin."Kissing? That's all you were doing? Nothing else?" Daddy asks me, with a quizzical. Two days ago, I would have panicked and called Connie. I did tremble. Had I made a mistake? Was it his way of putting me in my place?No to all of those. He wanted his bitch. My eyes swiveled far enough to see his large, red dick on display. This would be the first time that he used me without being hyped up by the sheltie in heat next door. Gingerly, I shifted to my hands and knees, whereupon he released my neck, climbed on my back, and held me tight with his forelegs. His hindquarters humped. Our lips departed for a while. We took a deep breath. We were sweating. He boobs have become bigger. Or was it a mere fascination of mine?Anyway I started to remove her tee. I started to raise her tee. It was going above her naval. I see a narrow line of hairs from her naval going down to her panty. Where does it go as if in a hurry? Now tee moves above her boobs. Whitish chest meat. 34D. No bra, I told you already. Light brown nipple. Large areola.Each of my fingers were even confused what to. In the ensuing week, the executives replacing the old executives at these manufacturing plants rapidly suffered the same fate.There were, of course, no third-generation replacements named. The organized manufacture of smoking products quickly came to an end, worldwide.Cigarettes are a hard habit to break, and some people continued to grow tobacco, roll it and smoke it. They didn’t die, either — at least, not instantly.But industrial production came to an end, and cigarettes quickly became far.