Jane and I had had an interesting relationship growing up. She was daddies little girl and always got her way, and I had to accept that she would always generally get her way, even though she often was clearly deceptive when arguing with our parents to get her own way. She was very smart, well educated, very pretty, and had long blonde hair and blue eyes and perfect white skin. All the boys at my primary and high school wanted her, even though she had small tits, they all loved her figure and pretty face. My father and mother thought she was the perfect daughter, as she had also been her Primary School Captain and High School Vice Captain which also gave her added marks. .....