. Megan had asked her parents if she had a sister she didn't know about. The answer had been a confused "no" followed by a categorical "of course not...". She confessed that sometimes she felt lonely when she was younger. She wished she had a little sister to play with."Why not a little brother?" I asked, sitting up on the bed, staring at Megan's quiet beauty and the lightness of her hair - color and weight... "I don't know," she said, looking down, her long hair cascading down her shoulders and. She maintained her demeanor as of a strict lady which attracted me too much as I pictured myself licking her pussey, and putting my fat 7 inch dick inside her and seeing her all school seriousness going away. I pictured fucking her in one of class rooms, and, that gave me an immense pleasure while mustetbating.But I wanted more than just musterbate picturing her naked body being pouced by imaginary me.My father unfortunately met his demise two years ago in an accident. One day he was coming. Then I thought it couldn't be bad because I was tight enough with Marge that she would have clued me in. Wouldn't she? I turned around and went back to the west windows and looked out. I didn't see any police cars. Not even one that looked like an unmarked one.I knocked twice on the office door and heard "Come" from inside and so I opened the door and walked in. Dad was on the phone and he pointed at a chair and I sat. He didn't look at me while he talked and the longer he was on the phone the. I knew he was controlling, but I thought it was just because he loved me. But I didn’t see at the time that he was separating me from everything that I once was. The only thing he didn’t have much to say about was me working. Even though he made enough to support us both he liked knowing that I was bringing in even more money that he could flaunt around and brag about.’ Nyla said looking over at one of her plants. It was a plant her father had given after she had gotten her apartment.To.