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I told her I was not real happy that things worked out this way, but she gave me no choice.� I would let her stay with me for now.� In my mind, I really didn�t mind a whole lot.� I kind of relished the situation.� I was leaving the campground that day to head home, about 50 miles away.� This little nymph would not be found ; there were many campers there yesterday, and I did not give out my home address or phone to anyone.

�I live quite a ways from here, so you will have to start a new school if you come with me,�� I said as a matter of fact.� �We will be leaving here today.� Where did you usually go to school?�

�I haven�t been to school for a long time.� They have been home schooling me, but it wasn�t much school.� Just a few lessons here and there.� Could you home school me?�

�I don�t know.� I have a job with my office in my home.� I am on the road quite a bit.� We will have to see what we can find for material�

�Yippee!�� she yelled as he flung herself at me.��� Once again she wrapped her arms around my waist.� Her face came up to just about my chest and she buried her face in my chest and just kept saying, �I�m so happy.� I�m so happy.�� I put my arms once again around her shoulders and started to gently rub each shoulder,� running my hands up and down her upper arms.� I started to feel myself getting turned on again, and did not want to give her any surprises, so once again I pushed her away gently.

�I have to get changed so we can get on the road.� You stay here.�

�Okay.�� She plopped down at the table grinning ear to ear.

I went back into the bedroom and removed my boxers without closing the door.� She could see me, if she looked, but what matter did that make?� I put on my briefs and a pair of loose gym shorts for the drive.� I liked to be comfortable when I drove.� Throwing a clean T-shirt on, I walked out to the front and let her know I had to get the camper ready to roll down the road.

When I was walking out the door, I asked Sally to clean up a little inside and make sure things were put away so they would not roll around while we were driving.� She said, �Okay,� and I closed the door behind me.� I removed the chocks, jacked up the supports and hitched up the truck; it took about 15 minutes.� I figured when I walked back inside I would still have some work to do.� I was pleasantly surprised that everything was put away or up so it would not move, and even my bed was made, quite satisfactorily, I might add.

�Great job, Sally!� I didn�t know you were a little homemaker!�

�Well,� she said, "I figure you�ve been so good to me, and if I want it to last, I'd better do EVERYthing you ask.�� The emphasis on everything was quite evident, and she smiled real big at me.�� �Are we leaving now?�

�Yes.� Go jump in the truck and get your seatbelt on.�

I did one last check to see if all was well and climbed up into the truck.� I looked over at Sally, who had the biggest smile on her face.� She had the seatbelt on and the shoulder harness crossed over her chest, right between her two little buds.� I could see them poking at the fabric of her tank top.� Then I looked down at her legs, and her little red skirt was smoothed into place, covering about half of her thighs.� It was quite a sight to behold.

I had never married; just never found the right woman, so I� was never around kids much.� This would be a brand new experience, and I was kind of looking forward to it.� I was hoping it would turn into a normal father-daughter relationship, whatever that was.� But at the same time, I thought about the amazing time I had just had through the night, and although it robbed me of my sleep, I hoped there would be more nights like that.

�You ready?� I asked.� Sally nodded her head up and down.� �All right, let�s roll.�

As we headed onto the road, I thought about the fact that she would need more clothes, so I told her we were going to stop at a Walmart to get a few things.

�New clothes!� Oh, goody!� she said with delight.� �I have always had used stuff before.� Garage sale stuff.�� She was just giggly at the thought of having new clothes.

�I can�t buy the whole store, now young lady.� Just a few tops and bottoms, some underwear, pajamas and a couple bras�

�Bras?� I don�t need to wear a bra.� Never have!�

�Yes, you do, Sally.� You are starting to grow, and a bra will help you grow proper�

She blushed a little.� �Oh, okay.� How do I know what size?�

That was a good question.� �We'll figure it out.� And while we are in the store, I can�t have you calling me Tom.� Maybe you should just call me Daddy, or Dad for now.� Is that okay?�

She squealed with delight, �Oh, yes!� I would love to have you as my daddy!�� I�ll call you Daddy from now on,� DADDY!�� She said it with a kind of malicious sarcasm in her voice, like she wanted me to understand she was my little girl because she had me in a tough position.�� Or maybe I was just reading too much into it.

While we drove along, she scooted down a little in the seat and put her feet up on the dash.� This caused her skirt to ride up her legs just a little, and I could barely make out the bottom edge of her panties as she sat there.� She hummed a tune that I did not recognize and tapped her foot on the console.� The tapping made her skirt inch very slowly down, further and further, until it sat just barely covering her mound.� I wanted badly to have it keep going, but thought better of it for now.� I reached over and took her feet off the dash.

�That�s not where feet belong.� Please keep them down.� Oh, and fix your skirt so it sits proper.�

�You mean like this?�� She grabbed the bottom hem and picked it up over her belly and just sat there.� Her panty clad mound was in full sight.� The material was straining to the fullness of it.� I could clearly see the outline of those cute little cunny lips staring at me, waiting for a kiss.� I wanted to reach out and run my hands over that beautiful sight.� But, instead, I reached over and put her skirt back in place.� �No, like this.�

She frowned a little frown, but left it there.� I think she knew what she had just done to me, but I was trying to stay a little in control of the situation.� After all, it couldn�t be 24 hours of fun and games.� We needed some normalcy.� I just turned back to look at the road, waiting for the Walmart that was coming up soon.

I parked out at the edge of the Walmart parking lot with the camper. Sally jumped out of the truck and started running toward the store.

�Slow down, young lady!� Wait for me!� There was no way I was going to keep up with her.� She stopped and waited.� The look of delight in her eyes was worth the stop all by itself.� We walked together into the store and headed for the girls department.

�You go ahead and pick out four or five outfits and some pajamas.� I�ll wait over by the dressing room for you and you can surprise me.�� After about ten minutes she came over with a bundle of clothes in her arms.�

�Did you get your bras and panties?�� I asked.

�No.� I need help with that.�

�Okay.�� I walked over to that section with her and could see why she needed help�� I had to guess at a size 8-10 panties, and she picked out 5 pair.� Then we headed to the bras.� I didn�t realize there was such a selection.� Since we did not know size, I chose her one of the sport bras in small; we got two of those.

Now to the dressing room.� I told Sally to go in and try everything on to make sure it would fit.� After just a minute I heard her call out, �Daddy?�

�Yes, dear�

�Could you come here for a minute?� I have to ask you something.�

�Sure, honey.�� I walked over to the stall she was in and opened the door slightly.� She was standing there with a pair of pink bikini panties and a pink sports bra on, nothing else.� I couldn�t take my eyes off the mound in her panties.� The material was tight against her thin lips, and hugged her perfectly.� Then I broke my gaze away long enough to look at the bra.� It was the perfect size.� Tight enough to hold her budding nipples in, but not too tight.

�Is it the right size?� she asked with a blush.

Pure hard-on material! �Yes, honey, it is.� Now try on the clothes.�� I closed the door and walked away, wishing I could have gone into the stall with her and just hugged and caressed her in and through those beautiful pieces of underwear.

In a few minutes she came out with the first outfit.� It was a pink ribbed tank top and a white skort.� The skort was quite short and showed off her long, slender legs.� Heavenly.� The top fit snuggly, and I was glad she had that sports bra underneath, because if she didn�t I was afraid her nips would poke right through.

�Is this okay?�� she asked with a big smile on her face.

�Yes, it looks wonderful.� You even got the right size.� You don�t have to show me all the outfits.� If you think you would like them, that is fine.� We can always take them back if they don�t fit right.�

�But I want to show you, Daddy.� I want to make sure you like them.� Please?�

�Oh, okay.� I guess we can take the time.� Go ahead and show me the rest.�

The second outfit was a nice short sleeve light blue top with some Disney princess on it.� It fit nicely, very modest.� She had on a pair of jeans with this one, and they fit her slender legs tight, but not too tight.� She turned around and asked, �Do these fit my butt okay?�

I stared at that little butt for a second, encased in those jeans.� They were tight around the little globes that protruded out like bubbles.� She had a cute little butt, which I had not noticed so much before, and the jeans did a good job showing that off.� �Yes, they do fit very nicely," I praised as my dick hardened.� "Next?�

�Goody!� she exclaimed as she went back in the dressing room.� My hard-on was beginning to strain a little against my jeans, and I was glad I had put something confining on.� She came out next with a puffy little skirt on.� It was black with very small little polka dots on it, and very thin material.� Not thin enough that you could see through it, but thin.� Her top was a black tank top, one of those that had the built in bra.� I could see that she had taken off the sports bra for this outfit.

�Does it look nice?� she asked as she twirled around in the skirt.� As she did, the skirt rose up around her and I could barely make out the black panties she had on underneath.� They looked like some of those boy shorts that are all the fashion now.� I was hoping to see more, but she stopped spinning. �Yes, I like that outfit a lot.�

�One more,� she said with a giggle.� Back into the dressing room she went, and I quickly reached into my jeans and straightened myself out so I had more room to grow. This was quite a show, up close and personal.

The last outfit was a plain white top with a big heart� on the front and a �My Daddy Loves Me� across it in pink.� She had picked out a pair of shorts for the bottom that fit her just right.� I could tell by looking at them that if she sat just right, I would be able to see up the leg whole and get a glimpse of her panties.

�Is this nice?� she asked.�

I nodded my head and said, �Is that all?�

�Yes.� Oh, wait, the pajamas!�� She scooted back in the dressing room to change one more time.� When she came out I was pleasantly surprised.� She had on a pair of very modest pajamas with long pants bottoms and a button up shirt.� �Do you think this is okay?�

�Are you sure it won�t be too warm?�

�Well, if it is, I can always take it off,�� she giggled and headed back to the dressing room.� That was too right to be funny.� That�s what started this whole thing:� Her taking off her pajamas and sliding into bed with me naked except for her panties.� I hoped that would happen again, and again.

She came back out with her regular clothes on and we headed to the checkout.� "Oh, Daddy.� I need some makeup and hair stuff too!�

�Makeup?� Your pretty enough. You don�t need makeup!�

�You're silly, Daddy.� All ten-year-old girls wear makeup. Just a little, please?�

�Oh, all right,� I agreed.�

We headed over to that department and she picked out what she wanted.� I think it was just some eye shadow, and mascara, but I don�t know much about makeup.� Oh, and some lipstick.� I told her not too bright, and she picked out a modest pink one for kids. �Then she got a brush and some hair bands, and we were good to go.� $143.79 later, we were out the door and back into the truck.

We started down the road and Sally pulled the visor down on the passenger side and started pulling out her make-up.� She said she wanted to try it out, and I said go ahead.� I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she applied something to her cheeks and rubbed it in. She then applied a little eye shadow and then took one of those pencils to line your eyes with.� The last bit was the lipstick.�

When she was done she turned to me and said those magic words, �Do I look pretty, Daddy?�

I looked into her eyes and realized she did know what she was doing.� The makeup was very soft to look at, and really did a good job accentuating her features.� �Yes, honey, you look very pretty.� I still think you�re pretty enough without the make-up though.�

�Thank you, Daddy.� She unbuckled her seat belt and slid over to give me a kiss on the cheek.� It was a sweet little peck, and I thought it was nice.� I patted the top of her head, and she buckled herself in right beside me for the rest of the drive.� Mission accomplished!

Around noon we arrived at my house.� I live out in the country in a nice wooded area.� My nearest neighbor is about a quarter mile away, so there is a lot of privacy.� It would be months before anyone realized someone else was living with me, and I would have a decent story fabricated by then.� I parked the camper and brought her inside the house and asked her to look around while I started to clean out the camper.� As I was getting all the food out of the camper, she wandered around my three bedroom, two story house.� It didn�t take me long to get everything out, and I proceeded to find her in the house.

She was in one of the bedrooms just sitting on the bed when I found her.� She was crying a little.� �What�s that matter, Sally?�

�I�m just so happy.� You are being so nice to me.� No one has ever been this nice to me.�� She jumped up from the bed and ran into my arms.� I just wrapped my arms around her and held her as she cried tears of joy.� My hands caressed her upper arms as she clung to my waist.� When she finally stopped sobbing, she pulled away and stood on her tiptoes to give me another peck on the cheek.� I gave her a kiss on the forehead and another hug.

I couldn�t let her go.� I just wanted to hold her, and she wanted to hold me.� I looked down at her with her face buried in my chest, and after a few seconds, she looked up at me.� Those big eyes just drew me in, and I leaned over and placed my lips on hers.� She kept her lips together in a little girl sort of way and did her best to kiss me back.� It was heavenly.� And we held it for a while.� My hands still rubbing her upper arms, her hands rubbing my back.�

We broke off the kiss and just looked at each other.� �I�m so happy you took me in.� I promised I will be the best little girl in the world.� I will do everything you ask and will keep things clean and will be the best daughter in the world.�

I looked at her with a new love in my eyes.� I had never had a daughter, or a wife.��� I had never really had a close relationship with any girl.� I hoped she would be good.� I hoped it would not be just a sexual thing.� I hoped it would be more than that.� �I�m glad you�re here too.� This big house is kind of lonely sometimes.� But, you have to promise me you will let me work when I need to work, and that you will do your homework, and help around the house.� You have to earn your keep!�

�I promise.� I will be like a daughter and wife should be.� She grinned at me and skipped off to another part of the house.� I wondered, 'What exactly does she meant by that?'