Her costar was strides through the thick air toward her, voice full of longing, gaze racking her; it darting to her breast and back to her eyes. “are you looking for a good time tonight” it wasn’t a question, suddenly corvette could feel all of them watching her. she let the next line fall from her parted lips. she lingered on the syllables stressing them setting them twang in the dens structure of the stage. she had come in from a different exit to him. suddenly, back in the changing-room. she pealed of her stockings, dropped her suspender to the floor and fumbled with the buttons on her top, must do something about the lipstick. then he came in to. already having puled his shirt and distractedly pulling at his belt. annie, made eye-contact and lowered her gaze. turning away from him, she could liken the feel of his watching her to the stage again. he was her audiences. she turned around revealing her bra and tight cotton Briefs, still keeping her gaze from his she brushed past. ”“Oh so that makes it ok, dose it, I suppose you’re a virgin too?” he scoffed. She hung her head “Yes…no…it’s…” He cut of off before she could say more.“My daughter, a fucking whore…I can’t believe it…a dirty little hooker.” Mike let his anger take over; he let it rise up and dominate, taking over his emotions and smothering his lust. However this was far too much for Susan, she had read the stories and even watched him wank through a crack in the door, seen the pictures on computer. The other girls, they knew him, they had told her about the guy who liked young teens, like them to call him daddy. Anger welled up inside of her, so he didn’t mind it so much when it was somebody else’s daughter that he was fucking, it was too much and she snapped back.“Look at you, you, calling me a fucking slut, sitting there with your erection, you disgusting old man, you fucking pervert” she shouted back, “I’ve seen the stuff you read, about incest and little girls, you fucking hypocrite”. With that.
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