Some had even had pictures. Sadly, many were written by people who couldn’t spell! Many were college students and others were trying to get a chance...to travel free.Reading the work history and background information was entertaining. Some were professional administrative assistants. Others were mid university and seeking a fun summer. Two were “professional companions”, many had held secretarial or retail positions and one listed her profession as an exotic dancer!After reviewing the lot, I. “Hola!”It was Javier. I had totally forgotten he was coming by to assemble the bed frame. “Did I wake you?” Javier asked, his eyes looking at my face and then down to my tits.“Umm, no,” I lied.I invited him in and showed him to the bedroom, although he needed no guide. The room was an absolute mess but I was too hungover to be embarrassed. Javier sat his toolbox down inside my bedroom door while I walked to the bathroom to freshen up. My eyes were once again bloodshot and the familiar. I felt all the blood rush to my face as I blushed in embarrassment. I was speechless and ashamed. “Daddy?” she pleaded. “I am sorry, Kimberly. Some things a man can not control. This is why I don’t like you dressing so provocative. If you have this effect on your father, just think of the effect you would have on a young boy.” She continued to sniff, and I handed her a tissue. “Honestly Daddy, I didn’t wear this to turn you or anyone else on. I just wanted to feel relaxed today.”“But you were. Then, per usual after one of their romps, Chloe turned her head and looked as Sasha out of her eye. Sasha immediately put her hand on the back of Chloe's head and leaned forward to kiss her on the lips. It was hot and their lips were sticky with saliva; their lips connected more than once before Sasha finally drew back after several seconds. "Sasha, what time--" she stopped for breath, "what time is it?" "Ummm," Sasha looked around curiously, then to the clock high on the wall. "Oh. 4:59." Oh.