I have been having trouble with this young woman for some time now. If you want to write “good” you have got to have a focus and she is my focus. She has red hair but she’ll argue it is brown and she has bangs that go to above her eye brows and she is as innocent as the morning dew—be cautioned she is also just as fleeting. Her skewed smile is full of oversized little girl teeth and it says “Just love me and I will give myself to you!” She will fuck you all day long and longer until you beg for mercy but she will only do this when she gets in the mood. She is my ex step daughter Sarah. I am done fucking her mother and divorced from her. Now I usually fuck Sarah and sometimes some of her friends, I am a good looking and in shape hard working old drunk of a man. I would be happy just drinking until I past out in my la z boy recliner but her friends seem to want my dick in their holes.

John ignored Sarah’s pleas, he was mad at her and he was drunk and he was tired too. “Daddy, make me cum! I want to cum.” she whined. The house was a craftsman style bungalow. She was in the living room wearing one of his shirts and she was holding her Little Mermaid doll and pulling at the crotch of her pee stained white cotton panties. From the street you could see her back if you were driving by. “Puleeze Daddy!” she cooed. She was pouting and she jumped up and down in frustration and protest. Daaadddy Puullleeeeze!

John sat in his man chair and finished what was left in his glass and held the empty tumbler up and shook it and told Sarah to fill it. She was defiant, she stood in front of him with her tits young and big and mellonious and her nipples pointing towards the ceiling. “No!” She said. John reached for the buckle of his belt and Sarah took the glass over to the liquor cabinet and filled it. She handed the glass to him and pulled at her crotch and squeaked out a “Please!” John was unresponsive. She straddled his thigh and rocked gently letting her weight and friction and John’s jeans act on her clitoris witch lay just above her piss stained white cotton panties.

Sea turtles continue to ingest fallen graduation party balloons and die and John told Sarah she could blow him and finger herself if she wanted to cum so badly. He held out the tumbler again and shook it. She filled it. The shingles on the craftsman style bungalow were in need of paint and the gutter was hanging off of the fascia on the west side of the house. She sat opposite him and threw her legs up on the arms of her girl chair and pulled her piss stained cotton panties aside and masturbated. She circled her clitoris with her finger and stared at him defiantly. She dropped her Little Mermaid doll to the floor. He shut the TV off and sipped his scotch and watched her.