"Roy smiled back. "She is indeed very pretty. Now," he went on, "you didn't come here just to fish for compliments."Nick grinned. "No. A little bird t...ld me that you had some plans for developing the Ellesmere Port Dock." Ah! I wonder which little bird that was. Yes, we have and are working with the council on them. In outline, we'd move part of the dock which would be a major operation and that would free up land for the council for a big housing estate. I think it'll be a year or eighteen. I needed to attack my mistake, take the aggressor's role. Tough to do when you're a thousand miles away, but I had to try. I had the time to compose the proper letters, as we were there for a couple of weeks before classes started. There were a few kids who had spent the summer working in Gainesville or going to summer school who were in town, so aside from the townies, the campus was pretty much populated by the jocks. The football players, the soccer team, and the track and field athletes. “Owwwhh!” she whimpered.“Yes, you are bad girl, Susan. You’re also a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” She didn’t answer.SMACK!! “I asked you a question, slut!” he growled.“Oowwwwwch! Yes Daddy! Yes I’m a dirty slut, a dirty daddy’s cock sucking slut!” she cried out.“Are you?”“Yes Daddy, I am your whore.Another smack, but not as hard this time. “Owwch, Daddy please!” she said.“My whore...” he repeated as if thinking about it. “Yes you are my whore now. So no more walking the street selling. “I never cum that quickly!”I wanted to buff my fingernails as a way of braggadocio, but I was just happy she did. I smiled at her and stripped off my jeans. Mine weren’t as form-fitting as her's so they went down easily. My panties were with them, and I hooked them with our tops. We both heard some snickering from elsewhere in the loo but didn’t really care. No one was beating on the stall door.I took her hand and put it to my pussy. I whispered, “Just like you like to play with yourself.”She.