”Yet his hands seemed to be ignoring his words as he squeezed and kneaded his daughter’s ripe, round ass with a firm grip.“Yeah,” she replied,...“but what if I just don’t care?”Tom hesitated. “That would be bad, sweetheart. Really, really bad,” he finally protested without any heart behind it.“I could be good enough if you let me, Daddy. Better than Mom or Stacy. Just let me, Daddy, please. Let me show you.”“That’s impossible, baby, you know that,” he told her as he slipped his fingers under her. I stood there in the hallway and he asked if I was into black men. Istammered and stuttered and told him that I had never done anything with ablack guy. He took that opportunity to assume correctly that I had playedaround with men. I dropped my head and answered in the affirmative. Hetold me that I had nothing to be ashamed off and that he had plenty ofwhite guys suck him and his friends off from time to time and it would begreat to have one so close to the action. He, also, made notice. ’ Out on the sidewalk, her pulse-rate still high, Beau called Gina. ‘Oh high darling. Have you signed your contract?’ ‘Um no but there is a meeting. How can you be so optimistic?’ ‘Because the casting is so you darling. I believe they all know that already. Come here for lunch on the house. I’ll eat with you. We’ll remember this day.’ Their chicken salads arrived just as Beau’s phone went. ‘Oh god, Beau said. ‘You and mom are about the only two people who call me.’ Gina had her hand over her. Bill told her that she would be his slut from now on and live with and for him.In the morning, she was not sure what would happen. She went into the bathroom, followed by Bill. He let her pee in peace; he had other things on his mind. He had her drive him home, his home, and now according to Bill, hers. She had brought a suitcase of necessities. Bill had told her they would work out how the transition would go.Melanie took the day getting used to this house. First of all, it was quite large. It.