"Don't be vulgar, daughter dear," came a deep sing-songy voice."Sorry, Daddy," she said quickly. She was embarrassed and incredibly turned on over get...ting caught saying that, and more frequently those two feelings seem interlinked. The burning in her cheeks seemed to create a throbbing, needful, burning in her pussy that just ached to be explored...touched...licked...fucked..."Sweetie, don't call me 'Daddy' after you just talked about playing with your pussy," the deep voice chided from the. I have most of the materials that we'll need in my warehouse. It's left over from other jobs. I need to get it out of there anyway. It's in my way. The biggest expense will be the plumbing. We'll have to locate where it goes into the apartment building and tie into it. I think that we can get this livable in two weeks maybe three. Let's go into the apartments and see what has to be done there."Dan walked around the apartments taking notes on the major items that needed repairs. Several times we. This couch here will be just fine. It’s a far sight better than a lot of places I’ve slept over the years and better than a sleeping bag on a chilly night like this.’ Esther looked at the man. A bond of shared pain tightened in her gut. But she just nodded in silent thanks for his gesture of sacrifice. ‘If you’re sure, Sergeant? Then I’ll get some sheets, a pillow and quilt for you.’ ‘I’m sure, Ma’am. I’ll be just fine here,’ he smiled weakly. *** Sleep was even harder to come that night.. ."So what school you teach at?" I asked him."I teach at so-and-so High School." He replied."That's so funny! I'm a student at so-and-so High School. What subject do you teach?"It was a long wait before I heard back. Finally, he told me that he could not reveal his identity until I told him mine. I knew exactly who it was because he types like he talks. Since he stubbornly refused to admit who I thought he was, I made it equally as tough for him to figure out who I was. Because the school was so.