Chapter 85

• She was not sure what she thought about his intentions, she rarely considered it. She had gotten so used to being doubly penetrated by his increasingly large collection of toys, that she did not consider it a dirty or bad place, just unusual. She imagined him sliding into her, claiming her until she cried out under him. Flushing with the direction of her thoughts, she looked up at him obedient and patient, cheeks red but otherwise unchanged.
• She had not quite figured out how to be naked around her parents, (like she increasingly longed for), though she had been increasingly casual, wearing at most a simple dress or a very long shirt. At first her mother had raised an eyebrow at her when she arrived at breakfast, nipples poking through her Pooh shirt. But as her father did little more than grunt hello, this too became ‘normal’. Maeson of course, had mock teased her, but she had played it off as being comfortable in her own house. Again, her mother looked at her for a long time, before looking away and saying nothing, perhaps deciding that making an issue out if it would only make it more obvious Kimber was growing up. She loved it when they were gone, either at work or just ‘out’, she could return to what she considered her new normal. Her natural state was no longer dressed, that much she knew.
• She did smile remembering the first time she had worn her shirt after the piercing. She was sure her father was going to say something, but he never did, and her mother had taken to patently ignoring her daughter’s more egregious behaviors.