God DAMN, Your Daughter's Hot!
A guest Probeatorial by
Your Creepy Next-Door Neighbor
Okay, so you've probably seen me staring a time or two when your
teenage daughter's out in the front yard talking to her friends.
Well, I've got a rock-solid (heh heh) excuse for that: She's fucking
Come on, dude, even though she grew from your seed, you're bound to
have noticed. Those perfectly shaped breasts, that flat little
belly, those long slender legs... I don't care if I am 53. A sight
like that still gets a rise in the ol' Levi's, if you know what I
mean. She didn't look quite this mature last year, did she? I know
she didn't quite catch my eye until now.
Seeing as how I work from home and all, I decided to purchase a pair
of binoculars. Just in the nick of time, too, because that's when
she started sunbathing in the back yard. It drives me absolutely
fucking nuts when she lies on her stomach and undoes her top. In
fact, I've got a digital picture I took of that very moment, blown-up
poster size in my bedroom. And when she invites her friends over to
get some sun with her? Sweet Jesus in heaven -- I don't get much
work done those days.
Sad as it makes me to know she'll be going off to college after next
summer, it's not the end of the world: Her younger sister's looking
like she's ready to bloom herself. Whatever you do, don't move, man.
(Transcribed by Inort Pinortny)