I gulped again, as if I were trying to fight the urge to bite, only to have a hand at the back of my neck forcing me closer to his wrist. I knew then,... that I couldn’t stop, that he would make me do it, only so that I may live to see his face again. If I could cry, tears would have streaked down my face, and I would have tried to make him stop, but being what I am, my tears were taken from me on my undying birthday, the day… I was changed forever. “Please little one, you need this” only a soft. I went into to living room and sat myself down on the sofa. Still thinking of this gorgeous man, I felt my hands start to wonder towards my pussy... I was so wet. I started to rub my clit, getting myself worked up, pretending it was really him who was playing with me. I was close to climax when I heard the spare room door open. I quickly fixed myself up, trying to play it as cool as possible!Who should walk into the room but the man of my dreams. The man whose cock I longed for. He sat himself. Your mom and I have had dinner before and she knows most of what I like to eat. I am going to trust her on this one." I replied."Mom told me that sometimes you forget things. She said you were a hero and got hurt saving someone's life." Shawn said."To be honest Shawn, that is one of the things I forgot," I replied."Well, I don't think you have to remember, as long as we do," he said all serious."That sounds good, you can be my memory. If I ask you, do I like lasagna. Next time you can tell me. Daddy frumped. "Oh, well. Is your homework done?" Yes, daddy." Uhm, well, uhm - be careful," he urged."Yes, daddy," I agreed soothingly."And don't be late!" he ordered, trying to be stern."No, daddy. Nine o'clock." Nine o'clock," he agreed.I turned to go, and hesitated with my hand on the knob, summoning my courage. My heart racing, I opened the front door and stepped out into the evening air, naked.It was a little cool, but not bad. My nipples stiffened at the insolent touch of the breeze. Mr..