"Say it," I ordered her, now once more using my powers for good."I can't quit fucking around. I wish that I could. I really do, because then he could ...rust me, but I have this need to fuck men ... and women. I'm a slut. I'll be the first to admit it, that I am a complete, absolute slut. That's why I hit on you when I was pregnant that one time, even though you denied me. I could tell that you wanted to fuck me, but that your honor kept you from cuckolding Carl."I wish that I were that. Daddy shook his head in mock shock, but seeing his daughters dark sexual side held him in a sexual awe, why else would a man take his u******e girl shopping in a den of iniquity, besides his hard-on was showing.I was dressed in the minimalist sense, mini skirted and ankle boots, bare legged and thonged, small tits allowed for a bra-less experience, large hard nipples spoke wonders and sent messages to horny men, even daddy did not complain or object, so I wandered, out of sight but not out of. James unleashed in me something totally different. I just needed him so badly; I wanted to please him so much!I couldn't stop thinking about James. It hurt not to be near him, and I was thinking about calling him just to hear the mellow, baritone sound of his voice. I really wanted to get together with him again that weekend. It wasn't just the amazing sex; it was how I felt when I was with him, dressing sexy for him, dancing with him, being held in his strong black arms, having others see me. Afterwards the three of them consumed most of abottle of whiskey before calling it a night at 2.00 am. We went to ourbeds. In the morning, Redmayne told me that he had not enjoyed anevening like that for many years and thanked me for my hospitality.More Brownie points. It had been a trying 24 hours.We were supposed to be on the coast for eighteen months, but I did 21.For each additional month I got a months leave, so I came home toEngland for six months leave. My parents met me at Gatwick..