I startTo make my dinner. In my world, I canDo daily tasks while dressed the way I like.I put a load of laundry in the wash.It makes the housework go ...much easierWhen I can do it dressed. It's almost fun.After my meal is complete I sign onAnd read my mail. The business of the dayIs done, and I would like a different look.I have four days. There will be enough timeTo try on many outfits and to seeWhat makes me feel good. Now I think I wantA sexy floral print dress I just boughtAnd my bright red. I know Daddy liked it because I could see him smiling, and Mommy too because she said yes baby yes honey keep doing that Daddy likes it and he said yes baby yes baby yes baby suck me suck me just like that you’re doing good don’t stop and his hand was really soft on my hair and Mommy watched and said yes honey keep doing it just like that you’re doing it just right and Daddy loves it yes baby. Well, dear Diary, I think Daddy pushed maybe halfway in my mouth and told me I’m a good little. You got the looks for it and we are looking for new girls." How much would I make?" Depends on how hard you want to work at it honey. Anywhere from four hundred to a thousand a night." Oh wow" Chris said, licking her lips.Would she? I was almost sure that she would, but before I could find out Harry called out:"Okay everybody, all aboard the bus for the next stop."We all got back on the bus and I grabbed the front seat again. Chris slid behind the wheel and wiggled around on the seat until her. "Incredible."Bevvie turned around and walked from the beach to the beginning of the path. Oh God.She put her hand up to her forehead, turned her head slightly left and right, searching.Oh shit. Oh my God. Oh God."That's the thing about sex," Jean-Luc whispered very, very quietly in my ear. "There's always the element of the unknown."Bevvie took a step closer to us.Oh God.Jean-Luc grabbed my hips, his big hands pressing firmly into the soft flesh, but still feeling to me as if they were in many.