” “Nothing that exciting about my life,” I said in response, which was not true, but still it was the best answer that I was willing to give my... father on the subject. “Oh come on,” he said as he headed toward the den. “Humor me a little why don’t you.” ------------------- My dad and I talked for what felt like hours, though when looking at the clock and seeing that it was only 3:00am, I knew that we could not have been talking for more than forty minutes or so. I had never really noticed how. It had a couple ofwhites, some colors...god it really looked girly that's for sure. Thefirst outfit I chose to put on was a plain white lace cami and a pair ofjean shorts. I took a look in the full body mirror and could just makeout my baby bump through the cami. The jeans were kind of cutting intomy waist but I will say I looked like a prim and proper teeny bopper.The next outfit I chose to put on was a pink Hollister tee and a pair ofskinny jeans. I was amazed at how comfortable this outfit. Sadly it was then that T’s dad died, and of course everybody was devastated, it took a long time for them to get over it, and that’s where my story really starts…A few years later and I was now 15, and spend a lot of time round T’s house, the only reason being that V hardly ever searched the boys bedroom as they both kept them clean, mine was a complete tip and my mom found my porno stash many times, but V hardly ever cleaned their rooms, and when she did we had plenty of notice so all the. I can stick around.” He was definitely upset at being dismissed.“No, John. We just needed a stunt dick and now you can go. We are almost done here. Good-bye.”John stared at Jen like she had three heads. Then he looked over at Matt. Matt just shrugged his shoulders in that ‘What are you gonna do?’ style. John got up and got dressed. He then went over to the kitchen. Before exiting the door, he looked back. “Listen, if you ever need me again…”Jen interrupted him. “Thanks, John. We’ll call you.”.