. now what, Daddy?”“You are not just a conquest for me, Rosie. I love you deeply. Didn’t that dance we did earlier tell you something about, how...we feel about each other?”“What I feel for you is so different than what I feel for Michael. We had a fling, but it wasn’t ever more than kissing. I am still a virgin, Daddy!”“I know honey, so was Claire and Kalista. I know how to protect you, so you don’t hate me or anyone after we do what we seem pre-ordained to do.”Instead of talking anymore, Rose. . not like this ... please!"Sheri cried as his mouth on her breast suddenly seemed like it wassucking the inside out of it, his teeth nipping hotly at hernipples and leaving tiny impressions like a lewd physical symbolof his lust. She was pinned helplessly beneath his strongmuscular body, the pillows beneath her making any movementdifficult, and she couldn't twist out from under him as he lockedone knee between her whitely trembling thighs. Slowly and surelyher girlish fantasies were. She stands over me and says, "Let me help you get comfortable." She reaches down over me, and places her gorgeous warm breasts right in my face. Pulling my tie off, throwing into an empty chair. She unbuttons my shirt, our eyes are fixed on each other, she helps me pull it off. Patricia kneels on the floor in front of me, slips off my shoes, my socks, and then reaches up, grabs my trousers and boxers and slides them off together. My cock is right in her face. She does not disappoint me, sliding. Since you're treating, I've been starving myself. Be prepared to pay.Call me." That made me feel great. It was so nice to hear fromsomeone without an agenda. Someone who just liked me. Then I feltlike crap. He didn't like me. He liked Jessica. I was as bad aseveryone else. I was manipulating someone who didn't deserve it. The last three calls were from clients, including Melissa.After I was done, I unpacked. I stared at all the clothing I bought.I loved all my new outfits, but then I wondered..