My daddy had always kept the tradition of giving me a special surprise on my birthdays and I expected nothing less.He handed me a box filled with tiss...ue paper and a tiny piece of pink silk. In another box was a black and pink teddy he had bought to match."You want me to wear this for you daddy?"The look in his eyes told me yes, but I still wanted to hear him say so. Over the years the only satisfaction I ever got was in making my father say the perverted things he shouldn't."Of coarse I do.. Her legs were slender, one foot up on the rock to one side and her other leg splayed out to the other side, foot dangling over the edge of the alter. His eyes followed her legs up, from her feet to her calves, up to her creamy, smooth as butter inner thighs to her inner most sanctum. “My God” He thought to himself as he gazed at her, her sex looked perfectly hairless, not even a bit of peachfuzz evident anywhere. Her slit was glistening in the sun as she slowly, gently rubbed small circles over. Its not always what you know, but who. I can get most things or set up a senario just to peoples taste. All I need is time, and maybe a little cash to help. But thats not why your here is it? Lets set the scene. Chapter one.My business phone rang on my desk. This one was only given to people in need of my skill set. I always seemed to pause before answering. Just enough to give them a moment. I put on the slightly posh british accent I used for work. Think Jarvis, but slightly more. But surely you recall waking up later, in the middle of the night, with John fast asleep beside you, to find me standing at the bottom of your large soft bed? No? You don’t remember? How could you have forgotten! Maybe I need to remind you. I whispered to you so as not to wake John. You stared at me, bleary-eyed, then reached out your hand to take mine as I helped you to stand. I led you quietly out of the safe familiar surroundings your bedroom, down the hallway and into that room with the.