But then what about the cowboy boots tonight? The night is soon over and nothing really happened. People were telling each other jokes but I’m over ...t. What I really wanted was for Elvis to talk to me but he did not. He looked at me a few times while talking to his friends though. That is good enough. I sigh and lay on my bed and try to fall asleep. Closing my eyes my mind still keeps wandering. I turn on the desk lamp and I am restless. ‘I need to call him,’ I told myself. But I can’t. There. In fact, I knew at that moment I would let my father fuck me anytime he wanted too. My father went faster and harder with his prick into me, moaning at first and then he soon started talking some very dirty, lustful things. "Do you like that Tamika? Do you like having your dad's big fat cock in you?" "Ooh yes daddy...give it to me! Fuck me with that big fat cock of yours!" "Your pussy is so fucking tight! Fuck! I'm gonna fuck you every day! Would you like that, huh? Do you want to get fucked by. Why?" Hmm? Oh because the Police, IRS and the SEC are all looking for him. My detectives uncovered a great pile of things that he has done that the authorities frown upon. I'm not sure but I think the FBI will be hitting him with RICO charges, too. Your father must be a very desperate man, right about now. He needs money, and a lot of it. You have your Grandmother's bequest, and I'm sure that he will try to get it. Lacking that, he'll try to get you to marry Edgerton. Did you know that the Duke. And even some of them change,” I smiled.“Speaking of which, do you have a bit of time to talk?”I looked to Jessica and Kara, who both nodded.“Sure,” I said. “My study? The ‘Indian’ room?”“Or is it the other kind of ‘talk’?” Kara giggled.“The ‘Indian’ room will be fine!” Abbie laughed. “You CAN have sex other places than in bed, Kara!”“Oooh, I know that!” Kara giggled. “But I think Stephie holds the record.”“Record?” Abbie asked.“Of being the only one to have sex with Steve in every single room.