“You talk too much and do too little,” Ninon said. “You’re not showing proper respect, you’re breaking the rules, failing to address people ...roperly, especially me. Spread your legs...”Donna couldn’t bring herself to spread her legs, even though she knew it would only make matters worse. The pain had been so bad.“Have it your way.” Ninon got the leather ropes from the bed and returned to face Donna.“Give me your hands,” she ordered.“This is too sick. I need to stop it!” Screamed through her. Lisa didnot use hair dryer unless rushed, Philip combed her hair back softy."Daddy, please wait until I put on my dress,"Lisa said running her fingers through her father's thick pubic growth languidly, a deep blush colouring her cheeks. "Do I have to dress as well?"Philip quizzed, sensing that this night is really special and would take a different route than all nights father and daughter had spent together. "I do like taking your boxers off," Lisa said softly moving away still blushing.Philip. But it was long enough for me to see her and this black dude on floor with a blanket for a mattress. I could hear kissing and rustling around. And her saying shit like "nobody knows" and "I need it right now". Dude even said "he just moved" and she brushed it off like "he's fucking passed out". It was obvious she wasn't going to stop, but I wasn't pissed. It was more like an awkward feeling. I mean, they were 10 ft. away in plain sight. So after a minute or two I peeked an eye open and she had. Kat was uncomfortable. Not because she was sitting there naked with us. Well, maybe that, too. But I'm pretty sure that she was more uncomfortable because she was having trouble accepting the concept that the people who pay her salary are not her betters, that we can also be her friends.After we ate that wonderful meal we were relaxing with a glass of wine. Gregg said, "We have to wait until Thursday to go to the bank. Wednesday is the last day of school. On Thursday we'll take you to the bank..