Was I a whore? Does wanting to fuck my daddy make me a whore? Once I was home the waiting seemed to last forever. Waiting for my father to come home. ...Waiting for dinner to be made, the dishes to be done, waiting for the other kids to go to bed. I took my shower and waited to be alone with him. When I came out of the bathroom he was sitting in his big chair alone in his den. Finally I was going to be alone with him. Walking up to him I went to sit on his lap but he stopped me before I could sit. “Where are we going?”There weren't a lot of people because it was still early.“You Victoria, are going to a hairdresser, to get your hair done. It's at the other end of the mall!”We kept walking. And I saw men looking at me and Karen. Even men with their wives and baby’s were checking us out. Mmmm, I’d never been out in daylight like this before - only late nights - but this just felt so right. I love everything about being a woman. And I was so meant to be a pretty, long-legged, pantyhose. No doubt imagining what I looked like and knowing that I was probably staring at her openly.Taking advantage of her disability didn't bother me as much as it should have done because being able to look at her properly was just such an absolute pleasure.She looked about eighteen and wore her youth with an easy grace. Her face bore the purity of innocence and her natural charm and character shone through for all to see. Her skin was clear and unblemished and it was only a faint sprinkling of. S. then spreads display,after display hovering in the air, of all my history known by humans sofar. What seems to be missing from my eyes, are any of my more thanprivate talks, that I have had with, Dr. Bellows, Carson, Becky, or Mr.Twain and some of the most guarded Homestake or ARC files too?"So, Kyley? By what my team has read here, you are by far, not just asimple student?" But I am one, I go to Whatley and am learning something new each day?" Igrin at him and the others there.Tony waves.