Ironically, I broke up with him after three years when I discovered he was running the same game with another woman who believed that he wanted to mar...y her, too. Then there was Brad, who was insanely fun. We got into some unbelievable sexual hijinks with each other – sex on fire escapes, inside open windows at hotels, in public bathrooms, and even in the coat room at his best friend’s wedding reception. But he was divorced and a single dad. His daughter, who was in her mid-teens and lived with. Tom nodded his head and spoke softly as he had found that his business worked best if conducted in near whispers."What may I do for you?" Tom waited as he noticed that she seemed to become nervous now that the time to talk about her visit was at hand. After a moment or so of wringing her hands she seemed to find her courage and once again looked him in the eyes before she spoke, "My name is Janet Thurston. I was Senator Thurston's daughter." Tom looked at her and wondered if that was supposed. More than half of us were going right back. The type of women who would take a risk on fresh ex-cons were exactly the sort that would help get us back inside quicker.I knew that among the problems I'd developed were intimacy issues. That's almost universal with ex-offenders. I had been worried that I wouldn't be able to get it up with Jenny, even before I found out she'd turned into a whore. Now I was positive that my soldier wouldn't be reporting for that duty. I was not, however, prepared to. “Daddy, watching Brad and Derek has made me so horny. I need you to fuck me,” she desired, lying on her back. What daughter hasn’t, at one time dreamt of her dad loving her? Abby’s outstretched arms and open legs invited Scott to finally become her lover.Her eyes glistened with undeniable lust as he knelt between her legs. Scott didn’t want to rush their first time and despite her slight protest, lowered his head to her bald pussy. He couldn’t believe the heady fragrance her young womanly.