’ He made a face. ‘She wasn’t very obliging.’ ‘She’s a florist, not an appraiser. Maybe you should take it to Johnson’s Jewelry Shop? H...e’s a bona fide appraiser. He appraised Mrs. Dolen’s mother’s old wedding ring last year.’ Pete chuckled. ‘Who would’a thought that old piece of jewelry would be worth twenty thousand dollars? Anyways, Mr. Johnson is a real smart guy. Came from New York and did a bunch of appraisin’ there so he’s got a lot of experience. I’m sure he can tell you where this. She’d been thinking about how Bobby had screwed old flames. She didn’t have any ... he’d been her first and only until very recently.Then she remembered a neighbor boy she’d played “doctor” with before adolescence. They’d even watch each other pee because the differences were so interesting. Her mom had caught them and raised hell. They were together in school classes a lot so remained friends until graduation but never got serious.She thought it would be fun to see how each other’s bodies had. I don't deserve love anyway, not even love for myself. I did a horrible thing to someone else and deserve to suffer for it. Coincidentally, I've found a perfect way to do that. Sexual humiliation has become something I am rather good at taking and being used has taken over any of my previous sexual preferences.Finding the men is easy enough, especially when I tell them that I don't care who they are - something that seems mutual to most men nowadays. I don't think I've even asked their names. I want Daddy to watch you make me cum. Watch Daddy, I love this so much, and Janet is so fucking good at eating my pussy.” I am still not used to hearing my little girl talk this way, she had always been so prim and proper around me, but I lose my inhibitions and say, “Babygirl, let her fuck your bald little pussy with her tongue, and cum for Daddy. I want to watch her make you cum.” As Janet turns back to Stephanie, I work my tongue deep into her little asshole, making her squirm as I slip it.