"She would often throw her sex life at me. We were just worlds apart in our thinking. I was waiting for Mr. Right and she would fuck anyone. Then the ...ne time I went to a party with her I told you she got me drunk. She put something in my drink also. I don't know what it was."I felt powerless as she let some guy use me. I hated her for that. We never talked much after that until she met you. She told me she had a new boyfriend and he was coming to her graduation party; it was you. I couldn't. I wasn't wearing panties this morning and he could see everything. All of me. My ass, and my little pink pussy. Everything was exposed for him to see. "My little girl. A closeted little whore." He sighed out loud and I imagined him shaking his head, "well that’s not quite what I was expecting but still..."I felt his hands on my ass cheeks. He rubbed them. Spread them apart... and I heard him make appreciative noises deep in his throat."Daddy, please, stop this. I don't know what brought this on. Dutch wouldn’t show for at least an hour – too much behind the scenes work with the show people – so Moe put a word in to the maitre’d that he was looking for Mrs. Winslow. The little trip to the pokey had raised too many questions in Moe’s mind, questions that Dutch just might know the answer to, but he’d kill some time chit-chatting with Kitty, just to reassure himself that the dame wasn’t more than met the eye. Moe finished two shots and was thinking of ordering a third when Kitty Winslow. Serendipity blessed us when that idiot Inquisitor placed him under our care as a Seeker.”“Bittern moves against Chusok tonight,” Karkol added, changing the subject.“I have already warned Chusok. How he chooses to use that information is up to him.”“Hopefully he will survive and keep this contest open.”“Let us hope, brother,” Brnnt nodded.*** Antarctica was Antarctica, though as far as we were aware, the Orcs didn’t have a name for it, other than the southern wasteland. What they did have on.