CHOCOLATE
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Female Escort
- Ethnicity Mixed
- Sexuality Bisexual
- Gender Female Escort
- Location İSTANBUL
- What do I look like?
- My Eyes Other
- My Hair Blond
- My Body Average
- My Height 170
- My Habbits
- Drinking Rarely
- Smoking Rarely
I WORK AT NIGHTS CALL
“I just gave you your allowance two days ago.”
“It’s not that. You know how I broke up with Steven last month, right?” She sat down on the arm of my easy chair. I hit the pause button on the remote so I wouldn’t miss anything that the Avengers were up to. “Well,” she continued, “I decided that with school, and getting ready for college, and soccer that I don’t really have time for a boyfriend right now.”
“I love that plan,” I said and meant it.
She gave me a pinch on the arm. “Listen, I’m serious about this. I don’t want a boyfriend, but that means I still have a problem.”
“And that problem is…?”
My daughter shifted uncomfortably next to me. “Okay, first of all, you know I’m not a virgin anymore, right?”
Whoa! The conversation had taken an unexpected turn. I suddenly had no idea where she was going with this.
“I wasn’t entirely sure, but, okay, now I know.”
“God, Daddy, don’t look so horrified. It’s not like I’m a total slut, or anything. It was only Steven.” She bit her lip and looked away as a slight flush colored her cheeks. “A lot.”
Just what every father wants to hear. Then it dawned on me what she was leading up to.
“Oh, God, you’re pregnant.”
“No!” She smacked me on the shoulder. “Give me a little more credit than that. I’m on the pill and we always used condoms.”
“How long have you been on the pill?”
“I don’t know, like a year. Anyway, that’s not the point.”
I was relieved and somewhat hurt at the same time. “What is the point?”
“I know you probably don’t want to hear this, but I really liked having sex.” She was right, I didn’t want to hear it. “And I really, really miss it.”
I covered my ears and closed my eyes. Maybe this was just a bad dream and I would wake up any second. Nicole pulled my hands away.
“Daddy, stop it. I’m trying to tell you that I’m really horny and I need your help.”
“I can’t hear you!” I tried to clap my hands back over my ears, but she held my wrists firm.
“Shut up and stop being such a baby,” she scolded me with a laugh. “So since I don’t want a boyfriend, and I don’t want to get desperate and start hooking up with random guys, I need you to buy me something.”
“A one-way ticket to a convent?”
“Trust me, if I didn’t have to ask you I wouldn’t, but I need you to buy me a dildo.”
“Huh?” I’d heard her, but it wasn’t registering.
“A dildo, Daddy. You know? Like a fake dick.”
“I know what a dildo is. But…but why…”
She gave me one of her patented “how could you be so stupid” looks. “Why do you think?” Nicole was still holding onto my wrists and I was suddenly aware of how close she was. “This is more embarrassing for me than it is for you, Daddy, but I don’t know what else