. , I, umm I think about you all the time myself like a horny schoolboy with a crush. I guess I just have this hard time as to why someone as young, s...mart and pretty would have any interest in me." You just said it, Joe! I'm smart! I've never been asked out on a date for my brains. I'm supposed to be a ditzy blond ready to spread my legs for every guy who comes along. But, I'm not. As soon as they find out that I'm more interested in the Dow Jones and World events, than Boy Bands and keggers, I. ‘You know, Bonnie, we can talk about these things. I am Daddo, remember?’ She looked up, thoroughly wretched. ‘I’m sorry, I just can’t.’ ‘Is it because it’s me, or because I’m a guy?’ I asked. ‘Yes,’ she replied. I thought for a moment. ‘Okay,’ I said, and got up. I began to put the dishes away. She sprang up and grabbed me in a huge hug. ‘I’m sorry, Daddo, I just don’t know what to do.’ I hugged her back and kissed the top of her head. ‘Well, I do. You need to get ready for school.’ I spun her. "He cut me off and said, "Look I'm sorry I said anything, let's just forget it; why don't you buy me a shirt?"Was I smart enough to let it go...of course not? What could be wrong with a little more 'communication'? And of course I was intrigued, and that's what got me into trouble. "Sweetheart is it that you're curious about women because...?" Mom I've slept with enough girls and I'm not curious...what I am is...I just think about you all the time and you...make me feel different than other. Oh remember that phone I was talking about, well... yeah ok." I finished the call. "I smiled" He's pretty pissed with me, but wait until he sees what I've got to show him."Cathy gulped as she began to get up from the chair. "You dirty bastard you know I can't let him see those pictures," She hissed as I took the signal she would agree to my deal." Good girl, lets get on with it then." I said suddenly gripping the neck of her T-shirt with both hands ripping it open her fantastic hard tits.