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Daddy will you help me practice my part
I always thought that I was doing a good job raising two girls on my own. They were well behaved and did not get into trouble and were good in school. Donna had grown to look a lot like her mother. She was 5'5", slim and had a nice figure. Her hair was blond from a bottle. She dressed like most of the other girls that she hung around with even though I felt that it was a little too suggestive. She had dated for several years but never seemed to have a steady guy. We lived in...