None of me seemed to be Dad's type. I hoped that he wouldn't be disappointed in me. I know that he'd never say anything, but...I really wanted him to look at me with a little of the same heat that he looked at Mom with. I couldn't stand it if even my own father was pity f*****g me. I put that thought from my mind. If I wasn't hot enough I'd just have to make up for it with attitude.
Taking a cue from Mom I wore a comfy but a little too small tank top and booty shorts. I took off my underwear first, although doing so make me a little shaky. Would Dad think I was a slut on the first date? Was that thought ridiculous? Probably yes to both. I didn't want to be "hard to get" or virginal or any stupid patriarchal bullshit. I wanted to be a slut for him. His slut. His little girl who would never
