That told me something. Don should have been Mom's first call. If he wasn't answering her calls, that told me that there was something going on betwee... them."Hey, D," I said cheerfully. My cheer wasn't an affectation. I loved talking to that man. The only thing fake about the call was what I called him. I didn't call him D for Donald. It was my own little secret. I called him D for what I wanted him to be. I called him D for the way I'd thought about him for most of my twenty two years. I. Wendy gave me her virginity eagerly. We loved each other all night and fell asleep in each other’s arms sometime in the early morning. Both of us were more satisfied than we had imagined we could ever feel. I wasn’t comparing my daughters because I knew I was only feeling the euphoria of making love with a virgin daughter who just turned fourteen.Wendy couldn’t wait to explore her kinky desires. I told her to go buy a plaid skirt and a white blouse that looks like a girl’s school uniform. I was. More

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