I felt dirty and used and ashamed but part of me couldn’t wait to be taken like that again. When we met Daddy at the front of the store he reached down to lift my skirt, not caring that there were people standing around. “Looks like she took at least one cock! Such a good girl! Did she love it?” Daddy asked Mommy, not even acknowledging that I was even there to answer myself. Mommy nodded eagerly, “She came on his cock real good! I can’t wait to take her to the kennel next week, she’s going to love it!” Mommy said excitedly. “I guess I know what I’ll be doing with her tomorrow then,” Daddy said as we walked back to the subway to head home. No one under the age of fourteen has any sex in this story. THE BAD ANKLE: I though being a first class ‘perv,’ am very sympathetic and empathetic with ones that have challenges in their lives. When I was young I had a pretty little cousin who had had polio and had to wear an ugly and clumsy brace for her to walk. It was sort of pitiful, not that she was intimidated by it. She remained a smiley little pretty girl for Indian Girls Fucking all the time that I knew her. And I hope that she found a great guy, since she was one of the sweetest persons that I have ever known. My brother has had to deal with issues with his right arm and hand, but graduated from UDUB and had a fine career. And a young man worked in the store that I was one of the senior employees. He was mentally challenged, but sure not heart challenged, because he was also a very sweet man and very industrious and cooperative on the job. Everyone in the store and the customers all liked him very much. But, that was about the limit of my exposure to people with challenges. I have met a number of ‘Down’s Syndrome’ persons, and all but one were among the nicest people that I have ever met. So, this is leading up to one of the most unusual experiences that I have ever had in the ‘hobby.’ It was a number of years ago, when craigslist was still active in escorting activity with their ads. The ads in those days were quite explicit in pictures and deions of what was being offered. And it was utilized by most all escorts because it was free at the time, too. At that time, I was not especially seeing only one or a few different ladies. I was into seeing as many different ones as I could. I have estimated that I saw at least sixty different ladies in about six years. All ages starting with eighteen and a number of ethnic groups. This was before I had settled down on being especially fond of Native-Americans. So, one week, feeling especially adventurous, I decided to check on the ladies that would be available in Mill City, about eighty miles south of Big City. I had seen a couple of gals down there, and there was a much larger selection there, because of the Boeing Plant and the naval presence in the harbor. The two cities were very close in size and population, though. I was in the middle of my cab driving years and had only Thursdays off, so could only see a gal on that day, except for very local ones on occasion. So, I got online and looked up Mill City and found about thirty available, of a very wide variety. This was on Wednesday, since I almost always planned a day ahead on this kind of thing. One of the gals there was a tall skinny brunette, who was very cute and smiley. But instead of sitting on the couch, she plopped herself down on the floor, leaning against my legs. And I’d like us to be friends.” I have been in this same situation many times. “Go on, hehe.” No man deserves such a girl. The woman didn’t reply, but instead approached the cabinet she had produced the towel from before. “Uh...” Avner began to say, unsure as the two nymphs stared down at him with serious eyes. “I like the cold in the fridge and its made my nipples delightfully hard.” 'Why my hands' she asked lewdly? Lisa smiled up and me, pushed me away, then rolled to her stomach and urged “Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, I like Indian Girls Fucking it when the guy takes what he wants!” You’re definitely pregnant! Whatever is over my head if pulled off and I’m To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling Panties... While the loading dock folks loaded up the trailer they ate the breakfast sandwiches.