I stood close enough to Liz to be making contact if I wanted. She started moving her head from side to side, complaining of an aching neck, which I at...ributed to too much time at the computer screen."Well I do offer a neck massage service if you like. It’s all part of the job. But just don't go typing to my wife that I am rubbing your neck as you chat.”She smiled and said "Okay, I am good at keeping secrets."I stood behind her, rubbing her neck, softly, and then a little harder. Liz let out an. I’m your father. You do not speak to me that way.” I try, unsuccessfully, to hide a smile. He stands up and comes over to me. “Are you TRYING to make me angry?” He’s right up in my face now. “No, sir,” I whisper sarcastically. “That is IT!” He yells as he picks me up, with his hands on my butt and my legs wrapped around him. He walks to the kitchen wall and slams me against it. I whimper and he says “What, my little girl can dish it out but she can’t take it?” He pushes his body against mine. She lives in Sweden. I met her when I lived there. I’ll let you guys continue talking. I’m going to meet Tretiak!”“Been there, done that,” Jesse said with feigned indifference.“Watch it, Little Duck!” I said menacingly, but he just laughed.I left the group and went to the table where Dima was with Tretiak and Nikolai Borschevsky. He introduced me to both of them, and we talked about hockey for a good ten minutes before I excused myself so that I didn’t monopolize them. As soon as I stepped. ” I understood Erica’s unspoken implication that she had already initiated the young girl to the delicate pleasures of lesbian sex. “We spent a lot of time watching instructional videos.” Erica went on as her hand lazily stroked her swollen lips,Phia slipped my shirt off and placed it on the back of a chair. “I suppose our videos must have been a bit of an eye opener for her.” Phia’s hands lightly stroked my torso – my cock was straining inside my briefs. Erica watched the girl caressing and.