The uniform feels far too short, hugging tightly to every curve of her body. Chantelle would have never guessed that Darren, the older boy she used to cling to, would turn out to be such a pervert. But, in that case, what did that make her, who was soaking through her panties, just by bending down to dust off the coffee table?
Chantelle:
¿He¿s got a million girls parading through here, yet not one of them is me. Just like when we were younger, it seems as if I¿ll have to be a little extra bratty, to get him to pay attention to me.¿
Darren:
¿She¿s driving me crazy, prancing around here in that sexy clothing. I find myself sleeping around more than ever, just to get her off my mind. Now she¿s calling me Daddy, and purposely bending over to show me just how wet she is. Well, two can play at that game, princess. Soon you will learn just what punishment I have in store for a pretty little tease like you.¿