"Whatever you say, Daddy, but I think we both know this is probably what we both want." That's not the point, Baby. We can't always have what we want....She switches to her little girl’s voice."But you ‘always’ let me have what I want!" I know, but this is different. I'm going to have a shower, and then let's get some breakfast."I start to walk away."Ok, Daddy. Would you pass me that little pink bag from my case?"I go over to find the bag she’s asking for and pass it to her. Just before I turn. 'here, darling, put it on while i dig out the brush to do your hair.' i stood up and shook out the fabric. it turned out to be a denim overall dress that was way small. i put it on. the top barely covered my nipples and the hem played peek-a-boo with my pussy. the big man came over and helped me adjust the straps. 'doesn't she look lovely?' asked mommy, and the men agreed. the new man brushed my hair out, then made the strands into ponytails with big, wide pink with white polka dots ribbons.. ” Behind the curtain of Her hair Her eyes were closed and She trembled slightly. He was smiling when he said; “I thought so, She does have a certain je ne sais quoi, however sweet She is though i can't help but be a little jealous my dear girl... Anyway i do appreciate that You have finally managed to find Yourself here before me Miss Randel, I’m afraid though it's not good news...”“Oh sir I still fancy you as well though!!!” Her head whipping upward again to bless him with a blinding smile. Setting on the bed with Paul, I pulled up Benny's and Carol's ad, and ask Paul, “Notice any thing?” Paul looked and read, “They are in town, they are our age, and wait!” Paul saw the tattoo. “Isn't that?”“Yes it is, without a doubt” I replied. We discussed the pros and cons of the situation, They were close, perhaps too close and we knew them well, not like best friends, but people we had no objection to and even enjoyed their company when we were together. Paul seemed game to try so he told me.