He was not wild about the idea, but he didn't want to feel like he was overreacting because then she would have got upset. Its the old 'Don't you TRUS... me' idea."So then I was dancing with her. I had already found out her name and told her she must have been a professional dancer at one time, she was moving so incredibly well. She blushed but she also started getting closer. That's when I started letting my hands roam, just light touches that I could have explained as accidents if she had. And refusing to take 'no' for an answer. I was determined to fuck my daddy as I had been wanting to for weeks. As I knew he had been wanting to for weeks. It took some doing. He wrestled with it. Hell, he wrestled with me (literally). But, he was no match for the lust that had grown between us. A lust I refused to let go unfulfilled. It was my greatest wish come true when my daddy began finger fucking me in the parking lot. His rough hands only made it nastier, more illicit. With my pussy juice. "Mindy spoke. She had a low, melodious voice that matched her looks. "Did you make the trip in one shot or take steps to arrive here?"Robby said, "We left Pintlala in central Alabama. From there, we went to Jackson, Mississippi, and then Dallas. We left Love Field there this morning."That got some more attention. Jim said, with barely disguised distaste, "Did you meet Harry?"Robby said, "Actually, Harry made a fatal error. He met Janice. He's dead and so are some of his helpers after they. I seen her trembling when they started to complain, I watched her tear up when she walked away, I looked on helplessly as panicked and frantic she tried desperately to appease the customers. I even silently cringed as full of shame, the manager walked her out to the table to apologize for her negligence-she should never have the look of shame on her face, it just doesn’t fit. But I did feel my spirits rise as I heard her yelling at the manager in the back for chastising the person who was.