Dear Diary,
The other day after school don’t need directions I was laying in my room trying to relax a muscle when Dad came home. I asked him if you would massage it for me and he grudgingly agreed. When Daddy started rubbing me he touched a few spots they weren’t really appropriate and the feelings that came over me were overwhelming. It felt so good when daddy went to make dinner I actually had to touch myself and it’s rare that I do that.Throughout the night I imagine what is sex would feel like And I couldn’t get it off my mind. The next day I went to his office to talk to him in my wildest fantasy came true daddy took me right there on the desk and he made me come twice before we were interrupted by a delivery girl. I think we’ll have to finish later. XO XO Charlene