The gasp she let out and her widening eyes made clear she’d felt the bulge in Daddy’s pants. Her hands went down to her sides and tried to claw at...his hips, but she couldn’t quite get through his jeans. She resumed kicking when I let go, only to be once again stopped as I tied each ankle and thigh to daddy’s leg with the curtain ties I’d commandeered.It was about then, with her resistance un-faded after so many minutes, that I realized the other me had not released pheromones. Given how much. Then she turned towards him, leaned against the counter, at the customer side. “I think that you will find me boring, sir” She was wearing jeans. He reached out, grabbed her belt, held one hand around the buckle. Didn´t try to pull her close. “This is a once in a life time opportunity, Kasia…You will regret, if you let this one slip away...“I know, but..She stopped as he took one of the bills and stuck it down the front of her jeans. She laughed, covered her face with both hands. He still held. As part of his repayment to his son for the unforgivable fuck-up of losing his template, Chuck made sure Todd had the skills of no less than a Class AA professional player, but made sure Missy’s skill level matched him.Like major leaguers in spring training, the two eye-catching girls effortlessly fired and caught the baseball, gradually moving farther apart. And people took notice.Among them was an assistant coach from Cal State Fullerton, Devon Molloy. At first, she leered at the “no-tell”. It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty, and I drank it down before stumbling to the shower.The shower helped some. I didn't feel like coffee, but I did grab a pastry in the galley. I noticed Gary at the bow again, and I found the Zeiss binoculars in the dining room and went up to the front rail."Hey there, Saralinda, how are you feeling this morning?" I've felt better..." Yeah, well, you were hitting the juice pretty hard last night. Time to pay the piper, I guess." At least he smiled at me.