Jenny said “thanks for not taking advantage of me and thanks for being a nice guy.” She started telling me that when she was 5 years old her fathe... left her mom, she would sleep with her mom up until she moved here to go to college. Then at college she shared her bed again with her room mate, then she moved in here and she had my daughters big room all alone.I told her “that any time she felt scared or lonely just let me know.' She said “great and thank you.”Over the next 2 weeks about 5 time. “So anyways, Lauren and Amanda wouldn't invite me to their stupid party this weekend, so I'm stuck at home. Dad, are you even listening?” She smacked my arm that was propping my head up and helping me stare off into the distance. I had accidentally started thinking about the waitress again and pushed my daughter's rant off into the back of my mind. A sizable tent had built itself up in my pants from the mental images of my hard prick penetrating the slut. “Jeez dad, you're such a dirty man.. He smiled and I knew I'd done the right thing. He seemed so calm and confident and trustworthy."I have a pain. A terrible pain," I said."Mmm. How long have you had this pain?" Several months. It wasn't bad at first but it's been getting worse and worse." Is it there all the time or does it come and go?" Mostly it comes and goes but, today, it never fully went away and, when it came back, it was worse than before."His eyes were sympathetic."I see. And where is this pain?"I gestured at my lower. I soon found imagining them even in Meera’s presence. She would be in kitchen, cooking, and I would imagine myself as Sunny. I would then watch her body curves from behind, embrace her and kiss her. I also made love to her imagining myself as him. Everyday.I was obsessed with Sunny.Those were the days I had literally stopped looking for a job because it wasn’t available. I had knocked enough doors and I had almost quit. That’s when I met Mr. Shekhar. He was a man who’s at the better side of his.