Daddy unfastened my strappy high heels, buried his face in my soft feet, rubbing his face against the nylon, inhaling deeply :-) His strong hands work...d my girlie little feet till I felt like Jell-O! He was massaging them...He was tickling them...He was licking them and sucking on my toes...I felt like Daddy's Lil Princess!As he worked my feet and toes with his hands and mouth, he began working my asshole again with his fingers. I couldn't tell which was driving me crazier...what Daddy was. Trisha hands me the small purse and winks"Well, now that you've thoroughly upstaged me, let's get to that club!"----Vivian and the DrunkTrisha and I enter the club. It's still somewhat early so the club isstill quiet. It's also a Wednesday night, so I don't expect it to be toobusy, at least not as busy as they are in the weekend. Trisha holds myarm and points to the bar, "Lets get some bubbly and celebrate!"We make our way to the bar and order two glasses of champagne.Fortunately, neither of us. We come right to the river too and we can open another leather shop up there as soon as you’re ready.”“We’ll have to make some money first, to be able to buy the new machines we’d need up there,” Bill Robertson told him.“How much money are we talking about?”“These two cost over two hundred apiece and we’ll need all new cutters and tables too.”“Two hundred for the both of them?”“Each, that’s a lot, but they last forever if they’re kept oiled and tightened.”“Where do you get them?”“From a place. As my beating heart echoed like a big base drum in my ears I crept toward the bedroom door. All of a sudden, my toe found it. I though about covering my mouth to stifle a scream, but I was too freaking afraid to say anything.I peaked around the door to see what the noise was and didn't see a thing. I walked cautiously toward the den, shaking so badly I thought I would pass out with each step I took. About half way through that room, I could see into the living room. To my surprise there in.