And so, I was walking down the street of my parents' residential neighborhood in a very short leather skirt and in a bra that was only covered by a wh...ite see-through V-neck shirt.When I reached the center of the quiet parking lot that was next to the football field, the beginning of daylight made me nervous and I feel embarrassed, scared and like a hooker in that dress.Suddenly, I realized I was standing not far away from the windows of a three-floor apartment building close by.I was waiting. .' and she slid her hand down my chest as she pressed her hip against my shoulder.I don't know what I said. I just reached for her. I put my hand on her bum and slid it down her leg lifting her skirt and sliding it up -- but she pulled away and pushed me back on to the chair. 'I know what you want,' she said. 'You want something hot.' She just looked at me and lifted the skirt of her dress and whipped it up over her head, then turned away and and threw herself on to the table with her legs. He left the room. A few moments later, the rattling of metal chains could be heard from upstairs. The sound grew louder until he finally reappeared, holding a leash in his hand.Walking timidly behind him was a woman in her late twenties who was wearing nothing but steel cuffs around each limb and a matching collar, all joined together by chains that had started to lose their shine. She must have worn them often, and for at least a good year or two, realised Becky.When Andrew stopped walking,. I just wanted you to know that my feelings toward you are just like the ones you have for me." Her lips curved into a smile and she continued, "You DO have to make up for it, though. You have to do everything to me that you did to Barbie. Then you have to do more. I want you to do MORE to me than you did to Barbie. Daddy, I want us to do EVERYTHING. We've got a whole weekend, and you have to show and do everything to me."I could hardly believe this was my little girl Candy telling me this..