Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Paige Turner by SZENSEI Copyright(C) 2022 by SZENSEI Episode 16: Babydoll Dear Diary ... I think I -(TM)m on the Neighborhood Watch list. FINALLY! In the middle of the night Paige Turner crept into her father -(TM)s bedroom, her teddy bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy along for the walk. She had been struggling with sleep for hours. She wanted to wake Lonnie but was afraid he might get uptight. Sulking, she instead went into his office and got on the computer. Even on a Sunday he needed his sleep. After an extremely eventful Saturday going to her first ever party, she quickly became the party itself. Thirteen boys from her senior class were there, she the only girl. She was a bit drunk and let things progress at their instigation. In the end most of them at some point had their dick inside her. Even if it was for a very short time. She loved every second of it. Even the two hours with Beau, thanks to her daddy -(TM)s recommendation she ended up in her own bed with the boy. It was incredible. Yet everything had been weighing on her shoulders. Firstly, she now worried that the boys would hound her at school for more. The thought of them trying something at school made her really wet but she knew it would be bad. Graduation was just around the corner. Failing to graduate because of getting expelled had her spooked. There was still the nagging feeling that Brett Chenowyth was going to get his revenge at any moment. Her mother -(TM)s boyfriend Mark blackmailing her into bondage sex was killing her, mainly because she couldn -(TM)t tell Lonnie or her mother. Lonnie would fight for her, but Mark had an entire gang of Skinhead bikers at his disposal. Her mother Paula a recovering alcoholic it would likely take the smallest of urges to put her back on the bottle. Catch me if you can 22! There were good thoughts to even things up though. Joshy wanted her. She wanted Joshy. Bryan wanted her. She wanted Bryan. So many guys on Tinder were begging to know her. Squirming in her seat she wanted them too. Her father had almost instantaneously turned her into a nympho overnight. She wanted to be loved and to love every man she had time with. In her mind she would continually whisper. -More daddy. - Sex with her father was always incredible. Yet that chant of -More daddy - would often be mentally spoken to her lovers as well. All of them could be her daddy if they wanted to be. She needed fucked badly. Right now! -Daddy wake up. - She pouted, as if he could hear her two rooms away. It was not in the cards. This was her chance to get on Tinder alone. To reply to guys. Do her own search. She craved attention. -Dillon wrote back. I never did send him the video from the party. I -(TM)m almost afraid to. Seeing guys fuck me might ruin my chances to go to Comicon with him. I better hold off sending it. I -(TM)ll just message him and say hi. - She opened up his reply box and began typing. -Hi Dillon. I can -(TM)t wait to dress up as Black Widow for you. I bought a skintight latex suit to wear. It -(TM)s really tight. If I don -(TM)t wear a bra my nip nips stick out. giggles! Should I wear a bra, or no? The front zipper goes clean down to my bikini area. Should I wear panties? LOL. - She wiggled in her seat rubbing herself a bit. Continuing, she wrote further conversational pieces. -I did make you a video, but I -(TM)m terrified of you seeing it. You might not like what you see. I did something really nasty in it. I -(TM)ll make a different one. I just don -(TM)t want you to get mad and not give me a chance. - She started to delete the video idea completely but decided not to. Everything was a risk. If Dillon didn -(TM)t take her, she knew she could sucker her dad into it. -I want you to see me in my Widow outfit, so I -(TM)ll take a video of me wearing it. I even bought a cute spider tattoo I -(TM)m going to put right under my belly button. You might faint when I zip it down and show it off. LOL. Dillon? Please want me. I want you to. - She ended it with a smiley kiss. Sent! -Mister Frank? Daddy wants me to want you. I wonder what your reply says. - She opened it up and read a shocking note. -Dear God in Heaven. You stripped naked for me. Almost that is. Young woman I will not lie to you, I masturbated five times watching and listening to you. You are the Devil -(TM)s Daughter. Bless you little one. Please, I -(TM)m begging you. Make me one more video. Send it to my email. It -(TM)s DoctorFrankinStin@Gmail.com. Or call me at 309-666-DOCC. Any time after 5PM. I will worship you child. - -Wow! Mister Frank really wants me. - She eyed her phone. -Daddy might get mad if I call him this late at night. I -(TM)ll just make a video and send it to Mister Frank -(TM)s phone. - She left the computer on but shuffled to her bedroom with Fuzzy in hand. Within she closed her bedroom door and carefully lit her faithful candles. Putting her Hello Kitty pajamas on she eyed her shirt and pondered more skin as she tragically tore off two buttons to make it look good. He would buy her a new pair if she asked him nicely. Her cleavage massive beneath the shirt she intentionally left a third button undone. Only four buttons were ever on it to begin with. Putting her hair up in twin pigtails she propped her cellphone on her bedside stand. She then hopped up onto her bed and sat on her calves. Eying herself for angles she began her video. With a seductively soft voice she opened up. -Hi Mister Frank. - She made a pouty face and acted shy. -I can -(TM)t sleep. I read your mail and saw that you wanted another video. I -(TM)m glad you want to worship me. Only if I worship you too. - So erotic she gave herself gooseybumps. -Did you see my nip nip in the last video? I snuck it in at the last second. If not, I -(TM)ll show you now. - She unbuttoned the final button on her shirt. Slyly she exposed her cleavage and teases him with a close but no cigar full frontal. -Are you ready Mister Frank? - She showed him her left tit then quickly covered up to then reveal her right. Her nipples were bullets in the chamber. Finally, she cupped her breasts with both hands, masking the nipples and jostled them about. Deciding to come out of hiding she pinched her nipples with a ticklish shiver. -My nip nips are really sensitive. - She lifted her right tit up and lowered her chin to swirl her areola with her tongue. Toying with the other. -My nip nips are yummy. - One hand released her titty and slid ever so slowly across her flat tummy. Teasing her belly button, she giggled. -I -(TM)m really, really ticklish there. Down here too. - Her fingers fanned beneath the elastic band of her pajama pants. It was quite easy to tell she was rubbing her clit. Pulling her hand out she brought her damp fingers to her lips and licked the wetness. -Mmmm! Want some Mister Frank? - Taking her shirt off slowly she eyed the camera as if blushing and laying her chin on a creamy shoulder. -Oopsie! There goes my shirt. Only pants now. Should I take those off too? - She spotted her cell cam go off and restarted a new recording. In doing so her bent forward position let him see her dangling breasts. Cupping them she sits up on her knees and wiggled her waist band down to border her clit, her fiery red pubic arrow in full view. Fingers caress over it thrilling her eyes into sparkling orbs. -This is Merida. She -(TM)s my flaming arrow. It points right to my clittycat. Ready to see my clittycat, Mister Frank? - She fell back to slither her Hello Kitty pants down her legs and over her toes. Paige Turner was naked. He could see her entire front now. -I love my body. Do you love my body, Mister Frank? I can imagine you touching and kissing me all over. - She offered another pouty face and a succulent finish. -Everywhere ... starting here. - She points at her neck then moved to her shoulder. -Here. - Another round of points at her nipples. -Here and here. - A long swath from breasts to belly button. -All through here. - Her finger led onward lowering to her clit. -Especially here. - Her hips were then pointed toward her camera as she shifted sideways. That led to her turning her back to the camera and bending forward. Pointing at her ass she spread her butt cheeks to let him see both a pucker and a damned fine clam. Nice and tight. -Here too. - Palms rub her bottom as she turns facing him. The camera timer went off again. One more time she reset it. Lying back, she spread her legs and pulled her teddy bear against her chest. -Fuzzy likes to watch me play with myself. He says you can watch too. - She acted as if the bear actually talked to her. -Okay, Fuzzy. I -(TM)ll use my toys this time. Fuzzy says you deserve nothing but the best Mister Frank. - She had her rabbit vibrator and her dildo ready. Licking both for lubrication she fired up the rabbit and inserted it. -The rabbit goes here in my clittycat. Big Daddy goes here. - She attempted to put it in her ass, but it was too tight. She was new to the game and realized she hadn -(TM)t had enough experience. -It won -(TM)t fit. Can you help me, Mister Frank? - She moaned as the rabbit attacked her hormones. Sucking on the dildo instead, she looked at the camera through her big green eyes without blinking. She challenged herself not to blink until she climaxed. In and out of her pussy and mouth she let him see her tender interior unfolding and going back into hiding. Removing the dildo from her mouth with a kiss she whispered. -I -(TM)m going to cum soon, Mister Frank. I wish this were you inside me. Making love to me. Telling me how beautiful I am. Making me want to do anything you asked of me. Please want me, Mister Frank. Please. - Arching her back Paige gushed a fountain around the rabbit. Removing it she planted the dildo up inside her and fucked herself with a much harder intention. Moans escaping, a convulsion claimed her limbs. -I -(TM)m going to cum again, Mister Frank. Adore me! - With a shrill squeal her unblinking eyes rolled back into her head leaving white orbs. A second geyser drowned her bed sheets. Dropping the dildo, it dangled inside her as her body writhed about in euphoria. With violent twitches the dildo gradually slipped free and toppled from her mattress to the floor. The cell went off the second it collided with the carpet. It took her a few minutes to get herself together. Sitting up, she sighed before claiming her cell for a final close up. One last video. -My cell shut off. I -(TM)m not sure when yet. I hope you liked watching me play for you Mister Frank. I look forward to meeting you. Sitting in your lap. Kissing you. Being everything, you want me to be. - She pouted slightly and hugged Fuzzy Wuzzy under her chin. With her fingers she manipulated the bears arm as if waving. -Fuzzy says goodnight, Mister Frank. Miss me! - A blown kiss dramatically shared she ended it. Huffing her cheeks, she smiled. -I hope I don -(TM)t give him cardiac arrest. - One by one she sent the videos labeled in order to Frank -(TM)s cell. Going back to her father -(TM)s computer she went back online to peruse more. One message to her was addressed as BUSBOYS. Her eyes were drawn to it instantly. Opening it she reads... -Hey, Paige. This is Clint from the bus the other day. It took a while, but we found you on Tinder. How about another bus ride together? One with no destination or time restraints. LOL! Love to see you again. I owe you for biting my dick. - She giggled at his comment. Thinking it over she wrote back. -Let -(TM)s ride. I -(TM)ll wear my stretchy black miniskirt with no panties and a spaghetti string halter, no bra. We can feel each other up. If the bus is full even more. LOL! I couldn -(TM)t stop thinking about you guys. I -(TM)m wet just thinking about seeing you guys again. We just need to decide a time that fits us all. Give me cell numbers, I -(TM)ll send you pics of me. Nakie pics even. Bye, Clint. - Sent! This was fun. Further exploration she discovered the shoe store boys. Lonnie had saved one of their profiles. It had been almost two weeks since seeing them. Typing a quick note, she wrote. -Who wants to play footsy? LOL! Hi, it -(TM)s Paige. Sorry it took a while to get back with you. School is almost over for life. Lots of playtime after. I need new shoes. LOL! A nice foot massage might get me worked up. LOL! You can fight over who sucks my toes. Miss you guys. Keep messaging me. Mwah! - She sent her note and moved on. -Let -(TM)s see who was Todd again? Oh, yeah! He -(TM)s the guy that works at Medieval Times. Dresses like a Knight and LARP -(TM)s. That could be so cool. I haven -(TM)t messaged him yet. Daddy will get over it. - She began typing, -Hi, Sir Todd. You called me a Fair Damsel, I thought that was cute. So are you. You must be huge. Your pic in battle makes me think of the Mountain in Game of Thrones. I -(TM)m Sansa. LOL! I -(TM)ve never been to Medieval Times. Maybe you could take me. I would even dress up however you wanted me to. Give me ideas and I -(TM)ll design a costume. I -(TM)m really shy, but I love dressing up. Message me back, Sir Todd. Mwah! Oops! Dropped my scarf. Can you grab that? LOL! - Another reply down. -Next? Hmmmm! Look at all these really old guys. Wow! They must really like young girls. This guy looks a little bit like daddy. Let -(TM)s look at his message. - She established his reply and the more she read the wider her eyes got. -Peekaboo I see you. Hey, Neighbor. This is the owner of the house behind yours. I -(TM)ve seen you through your wide opened windows and that night in your hot tub. Your daddy must be pretty darned openminded. Gotta say, you -(TM)re smoking hot Paige. I hope you aren -(TM)t freaked out cuz by living so close to you, there -(TM)s no reason to be. I -(TM)m not calling the cops on you guys that -(TM)s for certain. My name is Victor. I live alone and I -(TM)m a FedEx driver. If you look out your back door at my house and see a green light in one of the bedrooms, I -(TM)m awake. You -(TM)re welcome to drop over and say hi. - -Whoa! No way. - She froze in her seat shivering at the thought of someone so close to home. She didn -(TM)t really know her neighbors outside of Gerry next door. Her dad knew the couple across the street but that was about it. Curious, she realized the office faced the backyard. The only room in their home with the curtain closed she dared to take a peek. -Holy crap! Green light is on. - She noted a man walking around naked in his downstairs smoking. He looked built exactly the same as her daddy. -Gosh! I could go say hi right now. - She looked at the clock on the computer. -3AM! It -(TM)s kind of late. Besides, I should meet him in the daytime. - She started to lower the curtain when she realized the man -(TM)s silhouette defined his endowment. He stood sideways and she caught a glimpse of one really big dick. Nibbling a nail nervously, she decided to go back to her computer. Typing she takes a chance on writing him back. -Hi, Mister Victor. This is your sweet barely legal sexy neighbor. You remind me of my daddy. After reading your message I looked out the window. Your green light is on. I can see you walking around downstairs. Nakie! LOL! So am I right now. I never wear clothes at home. Daddy lets me do what I want. So, you saw me have sex in the hot tub. Were you sitting in the dark watching us? You should have come say hi. - She giggled and looked out her window again. -Oh, my God! He -(TM)s outside smoking now. Still naked! Crap! I could just sneak out and say hi. - Nervously she paced the room, getting excited just the same. Grabbing Fuzzy she tiptoed out to the hot tub area in the dark. Hugging her bear shyly she wanted to take the risk. Should she? A glare from the computer through the office window she suspected that he had seen her too. If he did, he was acting oblivious because he moved further out into his yard and took a piss. She giggled at seeing him. Luckily, there was no fence between their yards like Gerry had. With a deep breath inhaled, she moved out into her yard into the moonlight. Her milky white skin made her stand out like a sore thumb. Victor wagging his beast of urine spotted her. Whispering with a loud -PSSSST! - she got his attention. -Paige? - -Hi. - She softly spoke then grew shy. -You can come closer; I swear I won -(TM)t bite. - -You come closer. - She retaliated for safety reasons. Flicking his cigarette butt, he shuffled within fifteen feet from her. -I -(TM)ll stop here. I don -(TM)t want to spook you. - -Okay. - -Goddamn! You are stunning in the moonlight. - -Thank you, Mister Vic. - -Mister Vic? - He chuckled, -I like that. You sound like you -(TM)re younger than you are. - -I know. Is that okay? - -Of course! It might make for some twisted roleplaying. - -No roleplay. I -(TM)m me, Mister Vic. - -Eighteen going on fifteen? Pigtails and a teddy bear? Kinky! - -I love my Fuzzy Wuzzy. - She hugged her bear to her chin. -Can I come closer? - -Yes. - He stepped another ten feet. Five feet from her he whistled. -Christ almighty! You -(TM)re the prettiest girl I know. - -Were you excited to see me on Tinder? - -Oh, fuck yes. I may be old, but I like my girls young. - -How old are you? I didn -(TM)t look. - -50. Spook you? - -No. I like older men. - -I was hoping you might say that. I know the guys in that hot tub had to be pretty close to my age. - -Younger, but that -(TM)s okay. - -Damn! Your voice could melt an iceberg. - -Can I come closer? - -Only five feet away. Sure! - She shuffled forward to face him. -Hi. - -That just made this old cock hard. - -You -(TM)re welcome. - -Man, I -(TM)m glad you read my reply. Even happier I was awake when you were. Can -(TM)t sleep? - -No. Too any things on my mind. - -Need a friendly ear? - -No. I... - She lowered her gaze to his nine-inch monstrosity. -I need that. - Victor Farnsworth patted his belly. -You want me? Here and now? - -Yes. - She sat down in the grass, wet with dew, and lay back holding Fuzzy. Spreading her legs, she looked up at him with her thumb to her lips biting a nail. In the darkness it looked as if she were sucking her thumb. Victor was turned on like never before. No blue pill necessary. -Fuck me, Mister Vic. - -Sweetheart you just met me. Are you sure? - -Yes. Please fuck me. - -Damn! - He dropped to his knees in front of her and crawled in closer to rub her legs. -Soft legs. - -Thank you. - -There -(TM)s that sweet tone. Makes feel as if I -(TM)m going down on a... - -Little girl? I can be however old you want me to be Mister Vic. The ground is cold. Warm me up. - He shook his head realizing how stupid this probably was and stretched out over her. His thick crown lay between her labia softly nestling in her wetness. -Damn this pussy is wet. That or it -(TM)s the morning dew. - -I -(TM)m wet. You can kiss me if you want. - Knowing he might regret this Victor leaned in and warmly kissed her lips. She accepted him without even a flinch. That gave him the courage to penetrate that sweet young pussy. -Fuck you -(TM)re tight. - She arched her back as he plunged deep. The moaning began. -Moan softer. Let -(TM)s train that voice. - -Okay. - -From here on until I -(TM)m done, I want you to whisper how good I make you feel. - -You make me feel like Fuzzy inside. - -Sweet Jesus! Suck your thumb. Make loud sucking noises. - She complied looking up at him with doe like eyes. Her lips tightly around her right thumb she let him hear her suckling sounds as if baby Maggie from the Simpsons. -Holy shit Little girl. That -(TM)s fucking hot. - He lets loose kissing on her neck and across her chest. Crushing her breasts together he managed to suck both nipples at once. She loved it. Now he sounded like Maggie Simpson but felt like Homer. -You like my nip nips? - She resumed her sucking performance. -Delicious. - He fucked her harder, her legs clinging to his hips. -Deeper, Mister Vic. Harder. - -I -(TM)m on it, Princess. - -Daddy calls me Princess too. Can I call you, Daddy Vic? - -That -(TM)s me. - -Fuck me really hard, Daddy Vic. - He was doing his best. His rhythm was steady and hard. She was whimpering while sucking her thumb, her emerald eyes dancing in the moonlight. -I might just cum here soon. This is too hot to keep it in. - -Can I be Daddy Vic -(TM)s baby slut? - -Fuck yes! Goddamn it, you lil cunt. - She squealed at his name calling and met his threshold with her own. She blasted him with a river of scalding hot cum all around his pubes. Victor in reaction grunted over and over, forcing himself to pull out just as he nuts a coat of pure white excellence across her tummy. Yelping, she shook like a leaf, holding Fuzzy under her chin in a crunched-up state. -Thank you, Daddy Vic. - -Want a real date? - -No. You can fuck me right here again once a week when Daddy -(TM)s in bed though. - She whispered still sucking her thumb between words. -You know what? I -(TM)m good with just that. Maybe next time we can take this to my bed? The ground is cashing my knees. - -Okay. I need to go inside, Daddy Vic. I love your cock. - -I love that pussy. - She crawled to her feet after kissing him very quickly on the cheek. -Night, Daddy Vic! Sweet dreams of me. - -Night, Babydoll. - Victor Farnsworth needed another cigarette. He sat on his back porch another fifteen minutes and beat off again. -Old man still has it. I feel like a pedophile though. I swear that kid could be twelve. - He was fortunate that she wasn -(TM)t. Sneaking back inside she returned to the office. To her shock she had already gotten answers to her messages. Four phone numbers were left by the Busboys. She quickly took a picture of her creamy white melons with bright pink nipples, then a shot of her damp ass. Both were sent to each of the Busboys with a note saying -MTD! That stands for Men To Devour. LOL! - A pussy shot with her vagina pried wide to share a lovely pastel she added, -MTD! Must Touch Daily. - She was on a roll, even with Mister Vic -(TM)s cum dried on her belly. Temptation too great at the moment she bent over and got a close-up photo of her butt pucker, captioning it with, -MTD! My Tight Derriere! LOL! - Sent and sent! Todd the LARPER wrote back telling her he could get her in to Medieval Times for free and that she should wear a lot of sheer fabric. She instantly had a design in mind. -Man alive! Everyone is awake tonight. I -(TM)ll write Todd back tomorrow. - The nerd Dillon also wrote back saying that he could accept anything. Whether she knew it or not the guy just wanted to lose his virginity to a hot girl. She shrugged and sent Dillon the video of her Superhero gangbang. Better or worse she didn -(TM)t care. Even if she ended up being the villain. Yawning she signed off and took her phone to bed. Closing her door, she lay there staring at the ceiling in candlelight. She had forgotten and left them burning. As she started to dose off, she heard a text. Holding it up to read she recognized the number as Mister Frank. -Please call me. - Fidgeting, Paige took the chance. It rang once and he picked up. Wow! -Hi, Mister Frank. - -Play for me! Please! Those videos have made me masturbate for the last hour. I need you, Paige. - -Do you want to cum all over me, Mister Frank? - -YES! - He growls. -I -(TM)ll pay you $500 just to let me cum on your face. - -Really? - Her eyes flared up at dollar signs. -Yes. A $1000 to fuck me. - She was waking up now. -A thousand dollars? - -$2000 a month to fuck me once a week. - -Wowza! - -Just be my little Babydoll, Paige. - That was twice tonight she had been called that. It made her smile. -Fuzzy stays in my arms to protect me. - -Yes, of course. Fuzzy is welcome. Dear God, Young Lady. I MUST HAVE YOU! - -Can I call you, Daddy Frank? - -Yessss! - He snarled cumming loudly. -Did Daddy Frank shoot some snowflakes? - -Yessssssssssss! - Another round of guttural shots of Christmas cheer in May. -You only want me once a week? Make Babydoll sad. - She whimpered. -$3000. - Her eyes bulged wider. -More, Daddy Frank. I want more! - Her voice stimulating a third avalanche of sticky snow. She hadn -(TM)t realized how her words sounded. She meant more cum, but he took it as a monetary deal. -$5000 if you spend just today with me. - -Gosh! Let me ask my real Daddy. - She leaped from bed and ran into Lonnie -(TM)s room. Squealing and jumping on his mattress she scared the life out of him. -DADDY! DADDY! DADDY! Mister Frank wants to pay me $5000 to spend today with him. Can I go? - -What? - He squinted groggily in disbelief. -Why are you up at almost 4:00 AM? - She forced her phone into his hand. -Talk to, Daddy Frank. - -For God -(TM)s sake. - Shaking the cobwebs from his thoughts he watched Paige fans her fingers out as if a flashing sign on a highway. -Five, Daddy! Five! THOUSAND! - Grimacing he placed the phone to his ear. -Is this Frank? - -Yes indeed! Forgive the hour. My offer is open to negotiation. Let me wine, dine, and make love to Paige all day long and I -(TM)ll hand her $5000 cash. $3000 a month thereafter to fuck me once a week. - Lonnie -(TM)s eyes revived to stare without blinking. -Seriously? She -(TM)s not a hooker Frank. She -(TM)s only been eighteen barely a month. - Not even! -Babydoll Mistress! That -(TM)s all I desire. I -(TM)ll smother her in gifts even. - -Gifts huh? Well, now! Where do I drop her off? - -I -(TM)ll send a limo for her. Have her wear her Hello Kitty jammies. Bring the bear. Pigtails. - -She lives in that crap anyways. - He chuckled. -Cash in my hand before she leaves. No other way. I know of her location at all times and video proof of who she -(TM)s with. Trial basis, Frank. Do we have a deal? - -Absolutely. I -(TM)ll have the driver bring the money to you. Have her ready by 9AM. I -(TM)ll have her home by midnight. - -I need proof of your existence, Frank. A Tinder account can be rigged. I -(TM)ve seen Catfish. - -Whatever you need. - -How about we meet in person for breakfast, the three of us, prior to you taking her for the day? - -I would like to meet her wearing those pajamas. Breakfast in public might... - -I -(TM)ll make her wear them to an IHOP for $5000 bucks, Franky. - -Dear God, Man! DO IT! - Frank snarled nutting hard yet again, Lonnie wincing at his painful deafening admission. Paige continued to hop on her toes excited by the possibilities. -I WUV YOU, DADDY FRANK. - -9AM! IHOP on 33rd street. Jammies on! Teddy bear in hand. Torture Daddy Frank. - Frank begged over the line. -Can IHOP in your lap while you feed me pantiecakes? - -YESSSSS! DEAR GOD! I -(TM)M CUMMING AGAIN. - -Slow down Frank or you -(TM)ll wear yourself out before you even meet Paige. - -I can -(TM)t stop. She -(TM)s so fucking perfect. - Paige charmed Lonnie dancing her chin from shoulder to shoulder. She was fucking perfect. -Franky? I -(TM)m going to hang up. See you at IHOP. - -FIIIIIIINNNNNNEEEEE! - Lon had to hang up. The old guy was destroying his eardrum. Paige squealed and leaped at her father making him fall backwards onto his pillow. She crawled on top of him and bounced over her erection covered by bed sheets. Dropping over him she hugged him tightly with a joyous purr. -Why are you sticky? - He touches her ribs where Victor -(TM)s cum had trickled earlier. She gnashed her teeth then planted her chin on his chest. -I did something bad, Daddy. - -What now? - -I fucked our neighbor Victor in our back yard. - -WHAT? - -He messaged me on Tinder. Said he was our neighbor behind the house. He was really nice to me. - -For crying out loud. - -Don -(TM)t be mad at me. - -Did he wear a condom? - -Noooo. - She pouted. -He shot over my tummy though. - -Paige? You need to start obeying me on this condom issue. You don -(TM)t need to get pregnant or catch an STD. - -I don -(TM)t like condoms daddy. I want to feel everything. - -You swore to me you would make them wear rubbers. - -Okay! I -(TM)ll try harder. OH! Daddy? I had to catch a bus to school the day mom took me shopping. I met some college guys on the bus. I told them I was on Tinder, and they want to meet me on the bus again. They felt me up. If you go with me, I can strip nakie on the bus. - -Sure. We can use Frank -(TM)s money to bail ourselves out of jail. - -I messaged Todd too. He works as a LARPER at Medieval Times. He can get us in for free. - -Have you been online all night. - -Some of it. It -(TM)s fun. - -Go take a shower. You -(TM)re not going to get any sleep today. I -(TM)ll need to call off work and you off school today in order to do this. At least that $5,000 covers what I lose in wages. - Not really! He had sick days. -I -(TM)m excited. I get to spend a whole day with Mister Frank. - -If he doesn -(TM)t pass out on you before noon. - He laughed. -Do I have permission to do whatever he wants? - -Long as you don -(TM)t get hurt. CONDOM! - -K! I love you, Daddy. - She shot out of bed and hit the showers. Lon was wide awake now. -$5000 smackaroons! Well, hell! Find a couple guys like Frank and we -(TM)ve struck pay dirt. Dammit! Why do I feel crappy about this? I -(TM)m whoring my kid out. - Shaking his head, he laid back and stared at the ceiling. -Blueberry pancakes do sound good. - Bacon too. Seeing as Paige was bringing it home.