Daddy's Princess (open rp)

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Name: Eva King
Age: 18
Description: blonde long hair, green eyes, size 6, boobs a 30 C , tanned, stands five foot six and has a cute round ass.


Eva was an only child. She was the only family her farther saw, her mum had died in a car crash. Though her daddy had remarried she had made sure that the marriage never lasted because the girl who married him had been using him. She loved her daddy so very much she would do anything for him and would never let anyone hurt him. From the day her mom died he had given her everything she wanted from bags to cars he had the money to blow. He was a very rich man. She loved to party and she loved boys. Not the sort of relationship love but she loved sex but not many boys could fulfil her needs she needed a man. She tap her long acrylic pink nails on the table in the restaurant she was meeting her daddy in for lunch. She was in http://www.greatglam.com/pd-quiet-times2.cfm she played with a strand of her long blonde hair she hated waiting. She smiled as she saw her daddy walk in she waved at him.
 
Stan King stood a good 2 inches taller than the 6 foot he claimed, but he found that his dealings with the international bankers, especially in the asian market, were turned off by stating his height at 6'2". He was trim for a man in his late 40's - not many could guess his age at first meeting, but he helped them along with a peppering of gray at his temples and sprinkied throughout his close cropped hair.

He did not see his daughter immediately, but as he scanned the room, he could not help but be drawn to her smile. It melted him every time. She had found it to the quickest way to get what she wanted, and Stan was happy to give it to her, just to see her face light up.

"I hope I haven't kept you waiting honey," He caught a breathe of her fresh, clean fragrance and felt the stirring of more than just their familial bond. "You look lovely as always, beautiful dress!" Stan stopped himself from staring at her figure, how utterly inappropriate that would be.
 
She hated waiting she always said girls like her were to hot to wait. She was arrogant but she had been told many times her body made it okay to be arrogant. "Oh well seeing as its I will let go that you kept me waiting. How was work daddy?" She brushed her hair out of her face. She loved her daddy and she felt more then just a daddy and daughter bond, she wanted be side forever she wanted to be his but it was wrong. She always said the things that are wrong feel right. "Oh thank you and you look very handsome but tired,you work to hard. Do you have to go back to work after here?" She asked as she flirtly flickered her eyelashes at him. She picked up the menu on the desk and had a look then put it down as she did her hand caressed his arm.
 
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such things were foreign to stan king, the idea that possibly his beautiful daughter might be flirting with him, despite being in his late forties he was still a young man on the inside, he knew how to flirt, how to hold a womans gaze and still had that touch that would make her weak in the knees. these thoughts that seems to pop in his head were reproachable, and foreign but... had they been coming to frequent. he remembered that time when the door to the shower had been open, the steam fogging the room but through the haze he could see her there washing herself bathing in the water as if a water nymph had been brought to life through her. he had stared and slowly her gaze had found him and it seemed like she hadn't seemed to mind, almost like she wanted him to watch. he remembered that night sitting in his room debating over what to do and what to say. this moment now.... what should he do. "uhm that dress did i buy it" "you buy everything" she said with a slow flirtacious smile that spread across the curvatures of her lips, those perfect pink lips, he imagined them on his. he banished the thought. "right" he said with a fake laughed "i knew that" "are you quiet all right daddy you seem.... out there".
 
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