." I stammered.Trinity pressed her breasts into my chest and whispered, "Come on, Dad, snap out of it. Just try to act normal until we can get out of ...ere. Please, don't fuck this up." She pulled my face down into her neck and she smelled of fresh soap."Mmm, nice to meet you, Rich." My daughter said, still rubbing against me. I knew that Fred must be thinking I was an idiot for telling the hooker my real name, but there was no way Aimee could know my fake name, even if I now knew hers.Act. I tossed my small bag on top. A few minutes later all the girls came out of the house. Cassie was wearing a super tight white shirt, that was scooped down the front. I was afraid she might hit the brakes, and her breast would fly out. She had her tight shirt tucked in a pair of small dark blue denim shorts. They hugged her big tan thighs and long legs. Candy was behind her. She smiled as saw me behind the van. She was wearing a super tight red shirt. It was tucked inside a super small, white. Then he added, “I have rules for this class, you must obey. There is serious consequence for not following the rules.” I immediately hung on to his every word as he went through the “rules” which were nothing more than showing up for class and successfully completing all the required coursework. I found my heart beating a little faster every time he spoke. The class seemed to end abruptly, or was it my budding lust for him that made the time move faster? Either way, he dismissed the class, but. "Then I hear uproarious laughter from everyone.George- "No way, give me my clothes back."No one says anything to my repeated request for my clothes. They just talkwith each other like I'm not even there or saying anything. Then my girlfriendcomes into the bedroom and explains that everyone things my boobs are reallyattractive and are just curious as to how I would look in a dress. So humorthem, it's all good fun.George- "Ok, if I put it on will you give me my clothes."June- "Oh sure George, we.