"Tamia tried her best to be quiet as she staggered through your house. She was grateful for the place to stay after being kicked out of the house by her parents" "Shitfuck!" "she cussed in a hushed voice as she stubbed her toe on the edge of the couch" "After a few moments, she finally opened the door to the room you let her stay in. It was simple, but it was at least a place to stay" CRASH "damnit" "Tamia cussed again as she knocked over the lamp on the bedside table, before passing out onto the bed, the alcohol taking over" "Hearing the crash, you decide to check on her. After knocking getting no answer, you open the door. Tamia is passed out on her bed. Her tight, jean shorts barely cover anything. Her fishnet stockings are slightly torn and her shirt is pulled up over her chest." "As you turn to walk away you hear her moan" "mmm, papa... just like that" "turning around you can see her starting to masturbate in her sleep"