Instantly, Sophia kisses her father back, even wrapping her arms around your neck as she steals all the oxygen from your lungs."Hehehehe, thanks daddy...Sophia giggles as she pulls away, her hands still firmly on your neck."I brought you breakfast daddy"Sophia claps her hands twice and a female butler steps into your room, holding a tray of food, wearing nothing but a tight, yellow leather bdsm suit."Hurry up you stupid bitch, my daddy's hungry"Sophia snaps threateningly at her servant who walks. "NO!" he said rising and standing defensively over her, his entire body tensed. "No!"Even though she had carefully omitted any mention of what had happened in the park, Tim had clearly gleaned the fact that Sam Dagon had a more than casual interest in his wife."Do you think I'm stupid enough to fall for something like that? That creep has hot pants for you... so he offers you a job... and I can tag along if I want... Do you think I'm crazy?" Oh, honey... come on... it's not like that... Oh,. .. and down." She had recourse to her pail ... the basin had not nearly enough room. Wiping her mouth with the proffered towel she groaned, "David ... I never how cruel you could be." Mom! It's not even rough..." a very long pause and a secret chuckle. She was, after all was said and done, here by her own demand ... not request ... demand.The orgy I had envisioned was not to happen ... all my conniving was gone for naught. I had just spent thirty thousand dollars to isolate Grace from parental. "I loved it," he told her quietly. "Don't take this the wrong way," he said, "but over the years you've gone from being a little meek and timid in bed, like me, into somewhat of a wild woman," he smiled. "You really have changed our sex life; for the better. Your language, for instance," he said, turning the page. "That started after this guy, remember him?" She looked at the photos. There was one of him coming out of a building, his job, she thought. And one of them, together, in a restaurant..