Oral Pleasure In The Shower

I could just picture her beautiful, impish little smirk as she typed that, laying in her bed just down the hall. I sighed audibly with relief as I was finally able to sit down with my laptop that night, and saw the notification of her message waiting. She was my daughter! It was a lot of ‘totally!’ and ‘I agree!’, with hardly anything that would give me a real sense of her personality at all. Success! That was it, my opportunity to strike up a proper conversation! I was having so much fun with the little stories I kept telling myself, I decided to try looking for other people’s stories, online. She was twenty-one, just a few of years older than Astrid was, and straight… Astrid would know, I was sure; even with the age gap between them, and my mystery girl having graduated years before, the local high school wasn’t that big, and redheads always stood out, especially to each other.