At this point in my story I was just a couple of months past my sixteenth birthday. I was five feet tall, skinny, had hardly any tits to speak of, but I had a small waist, a cute butt and a flaring set of hips that I was just learning how to use. I had curly red hair, freckles, and braces on my teeth. I was obviously no beauty. I got to tell you up front, that I was not complaining one damn bit.
Ivanka Trump’s ‘Lap Dance’ with Donald
Ivanka Trump's 'Lap Dance' with Donald
I am an only child that was living with my Mother until I turned 15, thats when she got addicted to Alcohol and wasnt allowed to take care of me anymore, so I was sent to the other side of the Country to live with my Daddy. From that point on Daddy always took good care of me, I didnt need anyone else but him. Daddy was really cool, he let me stay up as late as I wanted, he even took me shopping! Every other guy Id met hated shopping. Sometimes I would get scared watching a movie and hed let me cuddle up with him, he didnt even mind if I fell asleep on his lap. He even had an in ground swimming pool!
Good Morning, Daddy
This all started with simple, little events. They were the kind of things that you question for a moment, and let pass without too much thought. It was a warm Saturday morning in spring.
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