Some pictures I found online, others I snapped for myself by taking screenshots from my favourite scenes. Astrid would know, I was sure; even with the age gap between them, and my mystery girl having graduated years before, the local high school wasn’t that big, and redheads always stood out, especially to each other. In her signature, however, there was a link back to the sex stories site… I tried not to let myself this time… Either way, I got off imagining myself filling that tight, wet little pussy as she begged me for my hot daddy cum! Not as long as it was only ever thoughts. It was no easier on me the following day. Maybe more importantly still, she’d asked if I’d be willing to give her more detailed feedback on the story I’d read, to tell her what it was I liked most, and if there was anything I thought she could have done better. I set aside my laptop and phone, laying back in bed and closing my eyes, wondering who she was.
