Yes, it had been a long party night. Yes, I was inattentive. Yes, I should have put some clothes on. And, yes! I made an impression on my dad's stamp-collecting friends at their weekly meeting in our living room!
The vault dwellers always turned out to be the best pleasure slaves, their naivety and fresh bodies perfect to become obedient toys in the wasteland. (Cherry-Gig)
Her father’s worst nightmare was her favorite fantasy. Now she couldn’t wait to see his face when he found out who turned his little girl into a woman.