I was sitting in the living room, looking through one of Mom's fashion magazines, when she did this. I almost didn't notice. But then I saw him and ...thought, "She thinks Dad's coming home." And then I thought, "Oh, golly! Maybe he is!" I couldn't afford to take any chances; I ran to their bedroom at top speed, forgetting everything Mommy had taught me about how girls run, picked up my boy clothes, and dashed into my room.I got there just as my father was coming into the apartment. It was. I went into her room, the covers were down to her hips, leaving the whole top half of her body exposed.I sat on the bed next to her and shook her awake“w uh what time is it” she mumbled, still half asleep.6:30“what” she said, quickly sitting up.Then realizing she was naked she quickly pulled the covers over herself.“what are you waking me up this early for” she asked“I erm….I need to tell you something” I said“well, tell me”I paused for a moment “erm.. I saw you last night” I blurted. "I love you Daddy!" I said"I love you too Susi! Are you ok? I didn't want cum in your mouth but I could not hold back." He said"It was good Daddy! I liked it and want more!" I said as I licked the tip of his cock"I think maybe I better make you feel good now!" He said as he picked me up and laid me on the bedHe kissed my mouth and then my hard nipples. I had no idea how good having my small tuts devoured could feel. I held Daddy's head he sucked and licked my tits. His hand ran down my belly. But she has money, she thinks. Aren't there lesbian whores? Some part of her longs for that mysterious eye contact, that 'fuck me' smile, the breasts thrust out for her. Maybe she's a lesbian, she wonders. Shouldn't she have noticed that before? Maybe, deep down, she's just a slut, she thinks. It's satisfying to her to think that.There are lesbian whores. Or at least whores who sell themselves for lesbian acts. But these look at Katy and then they look past her, dismissing. They.