“Bye, dad.” Kara said brightly. Her voice was a bit hoarse from all the coughing - it sounded rough and sexy; completely at odds with her innocent...looking demeanour.“Bye, sweetie.” I replied, my own voice rough but for a different reason. I allowed my hand to dip lower so that I could reach under her skirt. I caressed her soft ass - bare except for a tiny thong. “Have a good day.”“Don’t I get a goodbye kiss?” Kara licked her lips and shifted on the spot while looking up at me hopefully.I didn’t. One percent. One percent per year were selected. How could I get caught up in those odds? she asked herself.Like most intelligent women who ignored problems until they happened, she had no real plan of attack to cope with this. Getting the notice was a shock, she began a search into what she could do to delay or undo this horrible mistake.By Wednesday, things were becoming pretty bleak. Legally, there were no loopholes open to her. The Equal Selection Act had made it pretty difficult and the. She joined us. We three were opening up our self, she was shocked to find this kind of relations practiced in India also.In the meantime smitha pulled me again to dance floor. This time she was really an animal. It was like pretty hard for me to control my hard on. She was moving her hips to the beats we forgot the place got in to kissing act. After we came back to our senses whole crowd was looking at us. It was embarrassing moment for both us. But it was ok. I could still feeling my pants. I was horrified by what I saw - photos of Veronica sprawled on my bed wearing next to nothing, photos of Veronica naked in the shower, and photos of Veronica kissing a couple of guys in various areas of my house.Who were these men? My skin suddenly felt cold and I couldn't think straight.I glanced down at my daughter - where was she when these pictures were taken? If only she could talk!"The helper's sordid secret"My shock and concern turned to anger as I thought about Brianna witnessing some.