?” Gidget offered, but I say I’ll arrange the hired backs.I kiss her and she gets in the car and cranks it. Vroom! Vroom! “It’s got the Hellca...’s 707 horsepower 370 cu in supercharged Hemi V8!” Gidget yells! Vroom! I can’t hear her! I shout! She waves me away! Vroom! I give her a cut the engine, hand sliced across neck. Gidget obeys, not exactly pleased.“What, Dad?” Oh, I’m Dad now, not Daddy Daddy!“Did you say 707 horsepower? Because I distinctly recall that old stinker bragging this car was. It was one of those little heaves that told the observer that something was not quite right. Jared looked at his naked step-daughter again and asked the obvious question, “Is everything all right?”At this question Vanessa turned quickly to face Jared and replied, “Yes, everything is just fine. Thankyou very much for being there to see my performance on the Matterhorn and for being the one to push me into doing it. My friend Max was very impressed when I told her about that and so was my other. “You can’t do that.”“Really?” Steven asks. “I thought I just did.” His hands leave her chest, sliding down and around and under. They slip under, beneath her shirt to find and cup her nice warm ass.“Yes, really,” she growls and then hisses at him. “Now get your hands out of there. I’ve got school and I’m sure you got work.”“If you insist,” he grumbles, pulling his hands free. This time they settle at her sides. Then he reaches up, grabs the middle of her blouse and rips. The buttons all snap. " "Deal." Clay hoped to get over and say hello to Willow and Ivy, but Holly got to him first, and by the time he extracted himself, he had to organize the volunteers. He went over to Brooke, who had gotten started handing out name tags and waiver forms. That had been Sandy's idea; he'd pointed out that with so many people, it would help to be able to call names instead of "Hey, you in the black shirt!" Clay had agreed, figuring that anything which made this easier was worth doing. Sandy stood.