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. "Hello, Cathy," her father said, as she walked into the house. He was sitting in the living room, as usual, reading the evening newspaper. "Hi, Daddy. I'm fi ne." Cathy went up to her father and kissed him hello. "How was your day in scho ol." Again Cathy felt that strange shiver course through her body. She had to le ave the room. She had to go up and finish what that boy had started. She shrugge d her shoulders, and smiled at her father. "Oh, Daddy, you know ..." "No, I don' t know," her father said, grinning at her with an adult's amusement at the vagar ies of a child. "Suppose you tell me." "Oh, Daddy, nothing!" Cathy gasped. She t urned abruptly, leaving her bemused father to wonder what adolescent upheaval ha d caused this recent aberration. She went to the kitchen, to greet her mother. H er home life was excellent, and Cathy appreciated it. Her parents were loving, c aring people, and she had learned well the lessons that familial love teaches. " How was school, dear?" her mother said, accepting her daughter's kiss. "Oh, you know, Mom," Cathy said. "Same old shit." "Cathy!" her mother exclaimed in mild r ebuke, "your language, honey." "Sorry, Mom," she responded. Cathy hurriedly walk ed out of the kitchen, leaving her mother as bemused as she had left her father.

She ascended the stairs to her room, walked in and closed the door. Then she co uld let go. She felt the flush of passion rise on her fair young cheek, felt her

chest heaving with her labored breathing. "Ohhh!" she moaned, bringing her hand

down to cup her inflamed muff. A gush of cream poured out of her tight little h ole, and made her fingers sticky. Her pants were a soggy mess, had been all day!

Cathy took her clothes off, her hands trembling with the incredible passion whi ch had possessed her. She stared in the mirror, at her incredibly beautiful body . She reached down with her hand, and covered her lightly-furred muff. She jumpe d at the hot contact of her hand with her pussy meat. Sitting down in front of t he full-length mirror, Cathy stared at herself frigging herself. She spread her legs wide, raising her knees slightly.