It didn't matter that Brad was her father as he noted that his big, little angel looked especially beautiful tonight, and it was far from the first time he'd noticed her generous charms. She was wearing a cute, pink blouse with short, ruffled sleeves and a neckline that scooped low enough to reveal more than a hint of cleavage but not enough to look trashy. Her skirt was light blue, loose and cottony but quite a bit shorter than any skirt he'd seen her wear before. She was showing a lot of her bare, heavily thick legs. Brad almost forgot why he was there as he found himself wishing she'd wear short skirts more often. She never did because of her weight, but her father always tried to help her see how beautiful she was.
Because of her size, Maria didn't move like other girls, but Brad thou
