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You: F21, looking to do an roleplay with a male playing as my friend's dad. I would play 15/16 and you between 38-45 yo

Hi I'm Sarah, I'm 5'10'', my legs make the most of that height, I play volleyball competitively so I am in good shape, I have long dark hair and pale skin, my eyes are auburn. My breasts aren't that big, I get away with not wearing bras if my clothing is thick enough, most of the time I am in sports clothing. My thighs are pretty thick due to the nature of my sport

PROMPT: Me and and your daughter, Claire, have been best friends since we were little. I've always been considered part of the family with how close we have been. I regularly spend the night over at your house due to my family situation. I have always envied Clare for having such a loving father, my own was dead beat drunk, who basically uses me to claim child support from the government, my mother hasn't been around in a while. I have been staying over a lot recently, you've noticed because the water bill has gone up significantly. We are on the bed listening to music when you knock on the door and ask what we want for dinner. I smile up at you, wearing leggings and a cropped hoodie, my hair in a ponytail. "I'm not picky, I would like anything" I shrug. Claire chimes in "Chinese?". (Please introduce yourself and continue)

Stranger: Hi

Stranger: Reading

You: Thanks

Stranger: Couple of questions if you don't mind :)

You: Sure!

Stranger: Is this intended to become sexual?

You: Yes it is

You: In a more consensual context

Stranger: Sweet ;)
Any kinks or fetishes you'd like me to know about before we continue?

You: Just no scat, urine, name calling

You: I do like a stern yet kind demeanor

You: Please introduce yourself and continue!

Stranger: I'm 6'2 tall. I have short, straight dark blonde hair and blue eyes. Slightly tanned skin and toned body with no tattoos or piercings.

You: Age, name?

Stranger: Right xD
I'm so used to already having done that at this point. I'm Jacob, 27

You: Nice to meet you, what age would you plat?

You: *play

Stranger: I'll be 38 for the sake of the RP, and if you could be 16 or 17, that'd be great. 18 would be perfect but 16 is the lowest I'll go

You: Happy medium 17 then :)

Stranger: Alright ;)

Stranger: "Chinese it is then. Same thing as last time?" I ask smiling as I switch between pointing at the two of you. "Or do you want something else?"

You: Looking for someone who can be more detailed :)

Stranger: I can do more details, want me to redo it or just improve from now on?

You: More about how you feel, what you are wearing, etc

Stranger: Alright

Stranger: I'm wearing a dark grey t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. "Well, what'll it be ladies? Same thing as last time or something else?" I ask, slowly getting impatient with the two of you. "You do know we have to order before they close tonight right?" I in a teasingly manner, but being somewhat serious about wanting an answer

You: "Egg Roll Palace! Please and thank you" She chimes and kisses your cheek, something she only does when she gets what she wants - teenagers are like that, or so you've been told by your coworkers who often complain about their kids. I blush and prop myself up on my elbows as I have been laying on my front relaxing. I look shyer than ever as Claire shamelessly demands what she wants. I want to tell you I am not hungry but that would be a lie, I just feel guilty you spending money on me.

"Just the usual combo you get" I shrug, my posture freezing up "Thank you Mr. Lawrence" I smile, more confidently this time. Claire is so lucky to have a safe home, I would want nothing more if I could have what she has. She lays down beside me after you leave and checks her phone, squealing when she reads a text "Evan has his house to himself!" She bounces on the bed "Oh my god, finally... help me talk my dad into letting me go!" I sigh "You know he won't agree"

Stranger: The two of you stay in your room chatting as you hear me walk down the stairs. Shortly after you can hear a car leaving the driveway, moving away from the house. About half an hour later, while the two of you have had a chance to talk strategy for going to Evan's house. You hear the feint sound of a car coming up the driveway again. And shortly after that you can hear me yelling from downstairs. "Dinner time ladies, chop chop before it gets cold!" I yell out

You: "It's better to ask for forgiveness than permission" Claire gets up excited and starts changing into more tighter jeans and changing her bra to something sexier. She then opens the window "He likes you, maybe he wont be as mad". I protest, wanting to tell her to stay but there is no stopping a horny teenager.

When you call us down I come alone and help you silently, not saying much. I get anxious as I plate some of the food, my face visibly paler and my hands clumsy as I drop a fork on a plate and flinch from the harsh sound. I look terrified "Sir? Claire left to go see her boyfriend through the window, please don't be mad, she said she would be back in the morning... I can go home, I don't want to bother you". I look scared of you for a second, forgetting for a moment you're not like my dad. "I..." I get more nervous as you comprehend what I said, I hate her in this moment for putting me in such a position.

Stranger: I can sense that something is wrong by the way you move and act as you help me plating my food. I can't help but look at you, it's reminiscent of seeing a dog that's afraid of fireworks. I feel immense pity that someone as young as you can be that afraid of someone else. "Oh for crying out loud, how many times do I have to tell that girl that I'm okay with her going out as long as she is honest with me about it?" I say visibly frustrated with my daughter. "Well I insist that you at the very least stay for dinner Sarah" I say gesturing at the plates of food. "But other than that, you are more than welcome to stay here. I would never force you to go home"