Her place had a higher concrete pad like so many people were putting in now, and the water was only to just under the chassis. It looked like we might...be able to pull it off. Soft wide tow straps in the tie down eyes, then out and around the bumpers, up to chains, then to chain winches on the trollies, and in about a half hour, I had her car seven feet off the ground with the top almost hitting the floor joists between the piers. Any higher, and we’d have the windshield frame in the floor. It. And when I go to the cops, or spray paint whore on your door, or tell everyone in the neighborhood what you are, just a common whore, that’s MY choice.”She stood there silent, not knowing what to say. What was there to say? He was a grown man and able to make his own choices and should be free to do what he wants. But his Daughter, what a nosy person she was, she had no right to get involved in what they do, none whatsoever. But that she has and how she was threatening her made it her. He had the chance and he'd rather drink himself to sleep instead. Fuck him." I'd rather you did that to me..."And then it went on. And on. And on. She got him up three times. She even did ass to mouth. I thanked god I'd been asleep when she got home and up early this morning, so she hadn't kissed me.He still tried to get her to say she loved him. There were lots of, "Oh man, I LOVE doing this with you, don't you?" and "I'm going to miss this when I'm back in Philly. Won't you? Tell me how you. 'Facing me again she asked, "Do you like the way it accentuates my breasts?"'Uh... well... yes, now that you mention it Marilyn, your breasts look beautiful in that dress. Remarkably so. I love the way your breasts look in that dress.'"Did you notice that this dress buttons down the front?"'Yes, yes, I can see that.'Does that make you want to unbutton my new dress and look at my breasts? Does it make you want to touch them?"'My God, Marilyn, what are you doing?'"I'm not wearing a brassiere so.