I pursed my lips, sending her a little kiss as well, and I kissed Ronnie's tummy and licked around and around her navel and then into it, and Ronnie s...miled and sighed. Then I began licking, licking slowly down one side of her tummy and down to her hip bone, and I slid my body lower, and I kissed the soft, silky black feather of her patch, and I rested my cheek on it for a moment, smelling her scent and her flesh, letting her warmth soak into the skin of my cheek. I heard a rustle of movement. She awoke to something hard poking into her bottom. That wasn’t all; her daddy’s hand had moved on to exploring the rest of her body. She was unsure of what to think but she didn’t let on that she was awake. She lay still, her eyes closed, as her daddy’s hand explored her chest and belly. Nimble fingers worked their way underneath her t-shirt and felt their way to her tiny, pink nipples. She tried to control her breathing as her father rubbed and pinched her nipples, making them hard and more. He told her about girls hedreamt about and old girlfriends he dated. He would complain about his wiveslack of sexual desire and her size. He may have even mentioned a few times theonly reason he married his wife in the first place was because she gotpregnant. But he was a family man and was ready to sacrifice almost everythingto make a happy family for his kids to grow up in. He grew up believing verystrongly that the worst thing parents can do to their kids is divorce and hewas not going to. "But you are not a female in the eyes of this school, do youunderstand?" he continued. "Yes, sir," I replied. What had my dad told him? "That was never myintention." Good," he said with that smug smile. "Then you are dismissed."---"He just let you leave without any punishment?" Ethan asked at lunch."That doesn't sound like him." I know!" I said. I couldn't believe that Dad had talked him out ofeverything! "I don't trust him," Emily said. I could only agree with her.---"MISTER Brett Campbell?".