It was l always arousing. That feeling lead to other things and eventually thing escalated to where I find myself now. It all started very innocently,... teasing men around them mall, at school, on the street, eventually that lead me to a few relationships with OLDER men, known as suggardaddies. I loved the attention, the gifts and the sex. After graduating High School, I had to get a job. I started working (surprisingly) at the mall. I worked for retail store of a very well known nation wide. That night our first living togther, Sissy said I haven't been honist with you Daddy I asked her what she ment she looked up at my me with a shy smile and said Im really a dirty little girl, I want to be given pain in my privet parts and have things pushed inside me I want you to hurt me and enjoy it and make you happy.Like what I asked, she began to list out all the the things she wanted me to do to her.First I want you to fuck my throat while you whip my little cunt, then I want you to stick. George looked up from his vanity, which Jean had bought for him for his hairdressing practice. In his mirror was the tallest woman he had ever seen. She had teased out red hair and dangling earrings with her lips a shade that George could not name. Her heels clacked on the wood floor, her skirt constricting her movements. Her breasts were magnificent and her blouse was open enough to display them prominently. George heard Bobby speak."Good to see you getting started sweetheart. Having your hair. " So, we'll order a pizza or something later," the teenager answered dismissively."But . . ."Kristen groaned in frustration. If her mother wasn't going to listen to reason, a different form of persuasion would be needed. Grabbing hold of the front of her mother's jeans, she marched off across the house dragging the stumbling woman along behind her."KRISTEN MARIE TAYLOR!"* * *It was a fall evening, the darkness unbroken even by the light of the moon thanks to a heavy overcast of low hanging.