Door opening ... closing ... scuffling feet.“Still there?”“Yes ... what’s going on?” I said.“Lunch ... my office is right next door. These...Wendy Burgers are so good David brought his with. Here ... talk to him while I make a deal with the owner.”David again, “The weather is 87 ... sunny ... water temp in the big lake? 73 for the first two feet... 65 for the next three and 55 to the bottom. You know the house is haunted ... if you believe in that rot.”“Ooo ... now I’m fascinated ... tell me. “Yes, baby, take her for a spin,” he said handing her the keys. “Then, come back to me and give yourself to me,” he said firmly.“Oh my god!” she screamed and hugged her Daddy so tight. “Thank you, Daddy, thank you so much!” she said as she hugged him and kissed him.“I’ll be right back, Daddy,” she whispered. “Then you can make me a woman, and make me yours,” she purred.“Good,” he said. “Before you leave, give me your panties,” he commanded.“What, are you serious?” she asked. “Yes, if you. I like pegging you, Rog, but sometimes I need a little something more. I usually get off, but this is to ensure that I do.’ She pulled the oversized buttplug out of the box. It was pink and smooth with a narrow nose and flared base. It would be perfect. ‘Turn around,’ she ordered while applying a generous dose of KY to the front third of the toy. Roger did as he was ordered. He wasn’t afraid to have the plug in his ass, he certainly had dildos just as large shoved into his anus before. The idea. And to do that only requires that you take an interest in them. If you become a student of womankind, you’ll be able to read them nearly as well as I do.”Brian looked at him as though he had two heads.Monday, August 23, 2010Jake finished reading the first story in his textbook. It was “The Cask of Amontillado.” He sat for a while considering, as he had been prompted by the textbook, the irony in the story. He had brought the book along to Ellen’s first occupational therapy session. He had.