"Cassandra shook her head, causing her short, dark brown hair to swirl about her round face, and shrugging her shoulders she replied in a sing song vo...ce, "OK, but it's you who wanted me to bake that pie for desert tonight!" Yeah I know, but the show will be over soon, and I'll get it then." Adrian sat in his chair, and didn't bother to even look back at his wife when he spoke. But why should he? She knew he was watching TV."What are you watching that's so important anyway?" This time,. It seems like I have been his soft, little bimbo boi forever but Daddy says that it?s only been three weeks since I stopped taking my medicine and got all better again. I don?t really care. All I care about is keeping Daddy happy. When Daddy is happy, I am happy.Daddy has told me that Daddy Richard would be here today and that I would be going with him, going to be his boi instead of Daddy?s. I didn?t really understand how that could be. Did Daddy want me to have two Daddies? At this Daddy. " I quickly did as I was told as they sat at the table and started their game. I handed each of them an opened bottle of beer and then went to the stereo tuning it into Johnny's favorite station. As heavy metal late 1970s rock filled the room I closed my eyes and swayed, then turning noticed Johnny facing me, leaning back in his chair watching me like a wolf might watch a hare. My eyes widened at the look on his face, the familiar muscle twitch in his jaw gave me goose flesh, my breasts. The two men looked at each other with slight smiles and stood up toleave."No, wait... I'll find out..." Marcel whimpered as he turned and ranfor the bar, taking tiny little steps in his huge stripper heels,arms flailing.The two men laughed as they watched the incredibly curvaceous littlebimbo running almost nude across the room, her big tight ass wigglingbehind her and her bouncing hooters nearly hitting her in her prettylittle face.As she ran, Marcie couldn't wait for the lap dancing to begin.