Sarah Meriwether arrived in a stretch Hummer. A couple of things wrong. Stretch. Hummer.Her driver / bodyguard got out first. Vitaliy Ažuolas from Li...thuania’s capitol city, Vilnius. Easy enough name to remember — Villain. Thanks to Sullivan & Sullivan Research, I knew he’d been in America 14 years. Was now a citizen.Ažuolas looked at me impassively. Motioned for me to stand up. Cars were honking behind the road-blocking Hummer. He ignored the complaints and frisked me. Nothing personal,. ..................In a daze, I re-marked the message unread, covered my tracks, and put the laptop back. I flopped back on his bed, staring numbly at the ceiling.My mind was reeling. MY DADDY WANTED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I felt like screaming and jumping and celebrating. All this time, I thought I'd have to be sluttier to get his attention, try harder, be more obvious. But it was my "innocence" that drove him wild.My fingers trailed down my abdomen and slipped under the waistline of my school. My quick look at the mortar emplacement that was being set up told me that the weapons were a good two hundred yards outside the range of both our assault rifles and the light machine guns that were mounted in the tower. That wasn't good. For a second I just stood there and watched as the mortars were set up and cases of mortar bombs were brought forward. Then I made my decision as to what to do.I called Hope up and asked her for a high-tech sniper rifle with all the gear that went with it. I. Then he stopped and put his finger to his teeth again."What's wrong, honey?" she asked. "Am I shedding?" You know what I'd like to do to you, Mom?"She laughed. "No, but I'm sure I'll like it." I'd like to shave your cunt." Okay, honey," she said. "I'd like that. Get rid of the hair."He disappeared through the doorway and turned on the bathroom faucet. She lay on her back with her legs spread, looking up at the mirror. Her blonde cunt-hair was short and sparse. Even with her legs closed, it.