Daddy's Little Girl

Sasha woke up five minutes before school began. "Shit!" she cried jumping out of bed. The early morning sun was filtering through her open blinds, showing a simple room, desk, dresser and a futon pulled out fully. Sasha was always one for the basics. Sasha pulled open her blinds, standing naked in front of her window. At sixteen her body was looking at it's best. Full perky tits, round tight ass and an hour glass figure all the cheerleaders wanted but could never pull off without cheating. Looking outside, she saw the school bus drive past. "Well that fucking sucks," she muttered. Grabbing the first outfit she saw she ran across to the bathroom, her red hair stuck at all angles. Taking a quick shower Sasha dressed then grabbed her bag and walked arcross to her father's room. Her blue eyes shining, and her red hair pulled up into two loose pig tails. Although school uniforms were required, she didn't give a god damn about it; so she was wearing a short black skirt with matching stockings and strappy black boots. Her top was a simple white blouse; that at least was part of the uniform, so they couldn't bitch about it.

Sasha knocked on the door, "Dad! Could I get a ride to school? I missed the bus." she knocked again, then muttered, "Again.." She knew he wouldn't be happy about it, and she'd probably have to pay for it in one way or another, but there was a test she had to take, and if she missed it, Sasha would lose more than just a grade. This would be the fifth time she had been late, and this was the last straw. The principal had threatened to send her to an alternative high school if she was late again. Mr Grabber wasn't one to pussy foot around.

"Yeah I'll drive you." He said as he finished dressing for work. "Remember I need you to come straight home after school though, your mom's left late last night and she left the place a mess babygirl." He zipped up his pants then put the tie on. There had been a few times he yelled at Sasha, though it was only after his wife had pissed him off. It was just bad timing. He did everything he could for his daughter, even if it meant killing himself at his job. "Hurry up and get ready though." He called through the door not sure if she was dressed yet. A few minutes later he was out riving his girl to school.

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Ricky had a long day at the office, and the fight with his wife last night hadn't helped. She had left off to one of her business trips once again but not before yelling Liar and cheater at the hard working man. The actuality of it was she was the one doing both. every month their funds would drop right after all the bills were paid. When Sasha's birthday came around he always managed to get her one nice thing before paying the bills, but directly after they had no money to splurge due to his wife. He opened the front door to the second story home and loosened his tie, the office worker then moved towards the couch and laid down on it. His brown hair falling some what scattered, his hands reaching to loosen few buttons of his nice dress shirt. A sigh came from his lips as his eyes closed drifting to somewhat of a sleep.

His mind took him to a deeper sleep in the silent room. An image of a naked woman before him seducing him, an image his wife would no longer do for him. All that slut wanted was his money, and to make his life a living hell. Ricky constantly thought of leaving but he couldn't do that while his daughter was still young, the bitch would make up lies and try and keep Sasha for child support something Sasha would never see if that happened. The image was getting racier as the woman started to sway her hips and run her hands over her body. A fantastic fantasy if there ever was one, his body reacting as his pants tightened outside his dream. Next the eager woman unzipped the hard working man's pants to take his dick between her breasts rubbing him with a giggle every so often. Again his body reacted growing even harder the pants tightening more.

Sasha slammed the car door and waved to her dad, "Thanks Daddy!" she said leaning into the open passenger window, showing a goodly amount of cleavage with her breasts, "I love you." She turned around and ran towards the open doors of West Palm High School as soon as the bell rang for class to begin. "Shit." She muttered slipping into the third class on the left. Or at least tried, a hand clapped on her shoulder when her hand was on the door knob. "Miss Shadow..." the deep and sexual voice made her roll her eyes and turn around to face the 'Blue Eyed Demon of West Palm', Mr Grabber With graying hair and piercing blue eyes he was not necessarily the man you wanted to see. After all he stood six feet five and fully muscled, it was shocking sight, the man was in his early fifties and carried himself as though in his early twenties. "Three times, Miss Shadow.."

Sasha sighed and turned around, "Hello Sir." she said looking up at him. He was bound to notice her uniform was missing but she wouldn't draw any attention to it now. "I'm not late, I just got here." She told him turning back around. Mr Grabber sighed and dropped his hand, "One more chance, Shadow..." He ignored the fact of her current outfit, he would get her tomorrow if she insisted on wearing that caustic outfit and turned to leave, his lope instilling fear and respect into all that heard or saw it. Sasha turned back around and walked into English 101.


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Sasha arrived home and took off her shoes by the entry way, dropping he bag on the floor and walking into the kitchen, "Dad?" she called and walked backwards to the living room, "Dad?" she called again and noticed the figure of a person on the couch. She walked over and hugged him from behind. "There you are." She said smiling.