“Do I need to?” I asked Dad.Dad didn’t respond. He sat silently next to me and kept looking toward the front of the church.“Promise me, Prince...s,” whispered Dan. “Promise me you’ll talk to Dad. No more running away.”I sighed and rolled my eyes. Like I had a choice – about running away I mean.There was silence for a moment.“Maybe I should leave you two here to talk,” said Dan in a slightly louder voice.“I’ll be down the front with my friends.”Dan glared at me and then he glared at Dad.“Talk!” he. Stand there! Please! Just stand there you fucking beauty till I am done with you! She stood. She gazed around. Fuck and fuck again! She was petite, to say the least, surely no more than five feet tall. I fucking love petite. But for the curves, she could have been twelve or thirteen - not that I love twelve and thirteen. Obviously. I just adore diminutive doll-like women. And was she a doll! Honeyed tits were almost out of the skimpiest white bikini. Honeyed arse was out too, the thong snared. More

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