Nothing, only skirts or dresses. The only alternative was thepyjamas I'd worn the night before. I put them back on and sat on my bed.They were obvious...y monitoring me, not even five minutes later the dooropened and Ashleigh came in, this time flanked by one of the biggest menI'd ever seen, I was already starting to regret my course of action.That predatory smile again. "Oh dear, having a little hissy fit, are we?I have neither the time or the inclination for your bullshit Jennifer.I'll give you. . tell me." She picked up her mug of tea and stalked off into the lounge and I followed, in time to see her sink wearily into an armchair.I sat quietly in another chair, fairly close, at an angle to her so I could look at her without being intimidating (I didn't know what I was doing at the time, it was just instinctive),We sat silent for a while."My flat-mate has been arrested for possession of a banned substance," she said, despondently. "I told her she'd get caught out eventually if she kept. I don’t have any sense that it ended badly, life and careers just got in the way. I’m almost positive they don’t stay in touch…but she has his picture in a locket that she never takes off and that has to mean something.’ ‘So what’s on the agenda for her this morning?’ ‘Right now she’s listening to several songs that people are pitching to her. She’s not happy with the current album project, she wants it to be a stunner since she’s going to take some time off. We’ve got more than enough stuff on. “You started to knead my breasts, and as much as I knew it was wrong, it felt good. You have a way with your hands, Daddy, and if Mom has not complimented you on that, let me then be the first to do so.””She has – let’s leave it at that!”“Sure thing. Anyway, so here I was, your daughter, enjoying getting felt up by my own father, and I was thinking like what more could happen. You were still dead to the world, and I wasn’t sure how much I could hold on before I gave in, and then, the.