”“You're both lovely girls, but you're the loveliest. I can't believe I've been worrying about this.”“I can. We've both been dancing around th... same problem.”He smiled and pulled her into him. “You are full of surprises.”“Are you going to punish me?” she asked, her voice muffled by his firm chest.“By your own admission, you were not a perfect guide. Your mind was on other matters.”She sprung up from the couch, bounced on her bare feet, and turned to face him. “I was worse than useless. I let my. After taking the girls through some aerobics they all climbed onto the bikes and miss shouted more encouragement as they all pushed themselves. Brooklyn was sore and tired although in a different way to the other night. She felt more accomplished. She wasn't one for exercise normally but it felt good."Shower time."Clapping away, miss led the girls into the next room, it was a large room tiled in pure white with shower heads around all the walls and a large bath/hot tub taking up almost half the. He bid us farewell with a wave of his hand. I drove off with a wave back. Our day started out so well. The first thing I did, was something I wanted to do ever since I visited Paris. I drove down the Champs – Élysées toward the main highway out of Paris. Once outside Paris, I got off the major highway and drove through the countryside. We cruised through small towns, by farms and some big homes. Shelley and I saw much of the beautiful lush green countryside. We stopped in one small town to. "Hand me the remote." I quickly got up, got the remote off of the side table and handed it to him. "Get the fuck back down in the floor." He instructed in a harsh tone. I did as I was told, apologizing with my eyes. Daddy turned on the television and the DVD player. I immediately heard the loud moaning of a feminine male voice accompanied by the slap of skin hitting skin. I turned my head just a little and saw Daddy pounding one of his one night stands on the wide screen television. Daddy had.