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   What does a good girl do when she hasn -(TM)t a daddy all of her own and
the shower is leaking?  She fixes it.  Now anyone can tell you that as a
single baby girl you very often ( and pun intended) have to take matters
into your own hands and that dear reader is exactly what I did.  Being self
sufficient can be a good thing and I figure that , when I finally do meet
my forever and ever daddy he will praise and celebrate the fact that I'm a
very smart and very resourceful girl.

   I have a tendency to daydream, that's just who I am.  So when I slipped
into the cab and noticed the cabby -(TM)s thick black hair with silver
streaks at his temples, I just couldn't help myself.  I sat in the back
seat, legs apart, lounging as if I were a princess on some crushed velvet
and teak Edwardian chaise .Listening to the deep tenor of his voice,
imagining how it might feel to have those big strong hands gripping me
tightly to him instead of the steering wheel.

   I hate it when people wake me from daydreams, but that he did and I paid
the nice gentleman and gave him a tip, smiling to myself and blushing,
thinking , if i was a far more forward baby girl I would have written my
phone number on the 10 dollar bill and told him to keep the change and call
me sometime.

   Some days I really wish I were a slut .An easy going freak that would
fuck anything with two legs.  Unfortunately I'm just not made that way. 
Sure when I am in a relationship, preferably a Daddie/daughter one I am
Daddy's slut, it's a state of mind and I believe most little ones are apt
to similar tendencies.  I embraced my need, cravings, desires to be daddy's
precious and prized cock hungry princess a long time ago.  But I just can
-(TM)t be that way with anyone.  The connection and trust involved is
crucial and a baby girl ( this one anyways) needs to feel respected ,
cherished , accepted and loved for the cock hungry whore her daddy's
affection and attention inspires in her.  If he's a good daddy he will sing
her praises and gently, lovingly, encourage lewd and wanton behavior in his
little girl.  Where was I?  Oh yes.  Getting back to my story...

   There I was in the hardware section, staring up at basic shower heads
anywhere between 9.99 and 24.99, water conserving, full flow , massaging .
Ohhh .and then I spotted them.  Oh there was so many to choose from.  extra
large massaging heads with 6 function power nozzle , a bit big but if i
ever had a kink in my neck that would do the trick .My mind started to
wander for a moment and then I saw it ; The one that fit my needs and my
budget.  The head wasn't too big or clunky, lightweight and yet still had 4
settings, it was anti clog and easy to install.  Not to mention that the
shower head itself was just about the size of my fist and all of a sudden i
felt a warm wetness between my legs and the urge to fly home as fast as I
could.

   I didn -(TM)t fly home though, I stood there for another few minutes
weighing my options, and I rarely make a decision about anything without
picking it apart and over thinking.  And if you ask me, my Daddy, if I had
one, would expect me to make the smart choice, and the most expensive
hardware there doth not make the wisest choice.  Plus ,I like it when I'm
in public thinking naughty things and my daddyhole starts to drip and
gather in my pants.  Ask any Daddy out there and he would say I did the
right thing.  I chose the 24.99, anti clog, 4 setting hand held shower with
easy to install instructions on the back.

   I paid for the other items in my cart and phoned the cab company.  sat
on a bench seat out of the wind and rain telling myself, "soon baby girl" ,
barely able to contain my excitement.  I blushed profusely when the same
taxi driver stepped out of the car and told me it was OK he could get the
bags and I should get in the cab to get warm.  I felt flushed.  I watched
as he lunked my bags one by one into the trunk .God his hands were
beautiful.  I felt another immediate gush of wetness and now my clit was
throbbing.

   I smiled sweetly and thanked him, then crossed my legs for the ride
home, having noticed, this time, the gold wedding band on his finger.  I
-(TM)m pretty sure I pouted a little.

   The Cabbie carried my bags to the door and I thanked him, gave him
another 10 for the fair and a tip.  My heart was racing as I put groceries
away, haphazardly shoving boxes and cans into the pantry not caring where
they went.

   I grabbed the scissors and almost had to stop myself from running up the
stairs as I cradled the plastic clamshell housing my new and welcome
addition to the bathroom.  I read the instructions twice.  Turned the radio
on and then I carefully cut the plastic and slipped the showerhead free of
its housing , connected the long snake like hose to the cold steel pipe
protruding from the wall and attached the shower head to the hose.

   You've never seen a woman throw off her clothes so fast just to hop in
the shower.  I was quivering inside .Aching.  I held my lover for dear life
as I began to run the cold and then the hot water taps, pulled up the
silver knob and felt those first trickles of warm water rush over my skin.
It felt so good as I waved the wand slowly along my shoulders I was frozen
from the 15 minute wait outside in the gold and damp and rain.  I directed
the stream of hot water down my heavy breasts and teasingly over my already
soaked and sopping daddyhole.I could hear myself sigh and moan above the
din of the shower, the waves of pulsating water cascading over my body, I
imagined were my Daddy's strong loving hands.

   my thumb flipped the small lever on the shower head to a strong
pulsation as I adjusted the temperature the flow and guided the nozzle
lower , aiming the stream at my wanting cunt.  I groaned instantly as the
strong pulsing water vibrated on my clit I fell back against the wall and
lifted my leg , resting it on the faucet , trying desperately to spread my
legs as wide as I could without toppling over and hurting myself.  The
stream tickled my pussy so teasingly and I could barely take another
moment. I crammed the shower head between my bald little camel toe and
grinded my clit with it like a rabid sex kitten.

   Suddenly I heard a soft whining voice crying out for her Daddy as the
waves of orgasm shuddered and shook through me until I was screaming and
shaking , realizing as the tears streamed down my cheeks that it me moaning
for a Daddy, I had to meet , yet to love , yet to serve.

   The orgasm crashing through me until it gently ebbed but I wasn -(TM)t
done , not yet.  There was still yet to do.  My thumb flicked over the
small lever again and the water came in a gentle stream as I growled and
forced the nozzle inside my greedy baby girl cunty and immediately starting
fucking myself.  I think I hit my G spot right away cause before long my
screams and groans could be heard above the music and I was screaming again
" Daddy fuck me!!  Ooohh god Daddy ...yes I'm gonna cum ..Daddy ..Daddddy
...DADDDDDDYYYY FUCK IM CUMMING FOR YOU DADDDYYY!!!!"and then I felt the
tension and release as I let go and cummed and squirted all over the shower
head.  I couldn -(TM)t breathe.  I stood there panting and shaking as I
slowly pulled the nozzle from my quivering cunt .I whined slightly not
wanting to leave the safety and warmth of my bathroom , a surrogate for
Daddy's loving arms.

   I slowed my breath again.  put my back against the wall and relaxed for
a moment until I begrudgingly turned the taps off and rested the shower in
its proper place.  I smiled deviously for a moment and then a bittersweet
thought came over me.  Would I ever find him?  Would he come along like I
had always dreamed, a knight in shining armor to sweep his beloved princess
off of her feet and gallop away with her, off into the sunset?

   For now it seemed, that wasn -(TM)t about to happen any time soon.  But
When my Daddy does arrive, I'll show him what a big girl I am and the good
job I did replacing the old shower head, I might even show him , all the
naughty things I can do with it too ....