We sat over coffee, his name was Stephen, and he had a written list of the things he was expected to inflict. But he looked troubled at the health of ...is supposed victim. She checked the list, smiled sweetly, nodded, then she enlightened him, that she did not exist in the UK now, and “yes she was ill, terminally ill” and” if he killed her that was no big thing as we were ready to vanish any-body so there would be no legal comeback, though she hoped she had a week or two yet she wanted to. "What's the occasion?" Trish asked."No occasion. Just thought it might be nice to have a couple of lovely ladies share my dinner table?"Trish started to laugh. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she said. "What time would you like us to be there and what can I bring?" How about 5:30 and just bring Jordan and yourself. I'll have everything else ready." I said then asked "Oh, is there anything you don't like or are allergic to?" Getting assurances that anything would be okay, I hung up and. I did and then she put her tongue in my mouth and I started sucking her tongue it felt so good. I then held her both boobs in my hands and started playing with them. I left her lips and started kissing her neck and then moving down I kissed her on her boobs she moaned and I removed her nightie and then unhooked her bra., mmmmmmmm her hard nipples were erect and her brown aerole were making me crazy I took left nipple in my mouth and started sucking it she was moaning with pleasure and also. She gave a little gasp and dropped her hands to her sides. "God, look how erect they are?" she thought to herself. Having dried off, she took longer than usual with her underwear..."What would it be like having daddy dress me now?" she pondered momentarily before chiding herself for having such thoughts. The comfort-inducing heat from the shower must be causing these mind-slips she decided. Looking-in on her parents on the way back to her bedroom she just leaned around the door and uttered.