My guilt surged up and she seemed to see it. Satisfied, she went on, ‘I told him that if he ever told anybody about it that you’d kill him. I said...that you were an enf***er for a loan shark and that you’d killed before, so a silly little boy like him wouldn’t bother you a bit.’ That floored me. ‘What?’ I asked. ‘Why did you tell him something like that?’ And Erica looked at me as if I was being stupid, which I was. ‘Because, Daddy,’ she said matter of factly, ‘I didn’t want him telling anyone. " Ya, thanks. I got a new car because of it."He sat there staring at me, which made me wonder what was going throughhis tiny mind."That girl that was driving your car, does she come over very often?" Why?" I just thought that she was...ummm cute you know, and wondered if Icould meet her." I doubt it Jack. She's afraid of you." Why?!" Because you and your buddies can ruin her socially, and even if you saythat's not true, how can you control those other guys that were in thecar that night?" None. I found an old collar in the garage, it wasn't perfect, but it would do the job until I got something more proper for Monique. I made a few quick modifications so she couldn't take it off. I found a couple old brass travel locks and a length of chain. I carried the food up to my bedroom, Monique was still in the shower. I didn't want her to feel it was a place of refuge, so I walked in without knocking. I think she wanted to cry out, but already she was learning better. I had her get out of the. Perhaps, she thought, Janey would be willing to experiment with her. Or maybe she already had done things like that. With those thoughts in mind, the buxom teenager slipped quietly out of her bed and went to the one occupied by her friend."Psst ... Janey ... are you asleep?" she whispered as she sat on the edge of the narrow cot."Huh? Uh? Almost, Bonny. Whaddya want?" the girl replied somewhat crankily. In fact, she had been fingering her cunt as she relived an embellished version of her first.