Secretly, ofcourse, I knew that I would jilt Jason before the bigday and run off somewhere, so it was all moot. But itstill hurt.When Daddy got home, ...e insisted that he milk me. Idon't know whether it was a duty thing or if he gotturned on by stroking the tiny cock of his pantiedson. But once again, I was horribly humiliated andpainfully turned on. Daddy had me stand as he sat. Ipulled my panties down to mid-thigh and yes, I wasstiff and drippy. Walking around all day with silkypanties rubbing. This was a handgun. Shouldn’t my shield have blocked it?I watched the van squeal off just seconds before cops squealed up.“Marlene? Marlene,” a woman was yelling. “Get your ass out here right now girl or you will begging me to have your father whip your butt with a belt.”That got me hit in the back, hard, as the girl, who I guess was Marlene, said, “If you aren’t dead then get off me already, jerk.”She got her feet on my back and pushed me so hard out of where we were sort of hidden that I fell. She commented good and bad if the behavior was what she expected.”Sitting up a little straighter at the new information, John asked, “Really?”“Yes, really,” replied Ed. He then added, “Her expectations were pretty good.”“It would have been interesting to see what she would have thought of frictionless blocks,” replied John. He considered the demonstration of gravity that he had performed a couple of days before. Noticing that Ed had rolled his eyes, he added, “She’s a physicist.”“I think it’s. Mark was a big guy, almost six and half feet tall, chubby with a beard and glasses. He was self-conscious about his size, but when he was at work, he was very confident. It was almost as though work Mark and private Mark were two completely different people. He flirted with everyone but no one ever thought anything of it, and the women loved him. He could make jokes to women that in most cases would make people go to HR but when Mark said the jokes everyone laughed, because they knew he was.