As he held her, he kissed her forehead.“You are special to me, you know that. Your mom means well, but she doesn’t get you like I do, does she?”...��No Daddy. She never has, not like you. I think it will be fun modeling my thongs for you. You will tell me if they don’t fit right, won’t you?”“Yes, and it means I will have to get very close to them--to examine the fit. Is that okay with you?”She nodded excitedly. Then she could feel something moving between them: his hard on. She liked that he was. The abrupt noise grabs my attention and I jolt up, smacking the back of my head on the freezer door. ‘Fuck.’Clenching my jaw, I hiss through my teeth doing my best not to swear as a line of profanities flow to the tip of my tongue. The cold beer acts as a make-shift ice pack to soothe the sting as I turn my head to look in her direction. A soft glow from the open fridge silhouettes her figure through the thin material. On her tiptoes, she reaches to open up the window. Her nipples are erect,. The fact that he had Judy doing his dirty work for him irritated Mike because he was certain the little weasel knew that his Judy was getting down and dirty with his ugly client Mike almost every “Noon” time on the set in the Nevada desert. Mike remembered those days of ginger ale and peanuts and Judy bouncing on his lap the entire lunch hour with her jeans pulled down in the back. He had made serious explorations of her pretty face with his demanding tongue and she didn’t seem to mind his. The rooms were filled with papers, and magazines, mostly dirty, and empty beer cans and wine cooler bottles."Uh, the maid, uh, couldn't make it today." Jeff lied miserably."That's okay. I like the lived in look. Lead me to your stereo." Stepping in, Tina's mother urged the jerk to get on with it."It's in the bedroom. Susan, you can watch the TV. Here's the remote. You needn't bother us, I-I mean disturb us. You wouldn't want to interrupt Linda's musical enjoyment. Anything you find in the.