Most thermometers you get nowadays advertise how quickly they work. Daddy searched far and wide to find a particularly slow one. He holds it in place ...or what seems like an eternity while I feel the humiliation burn on my cheeks. Finally, the thermometer beeps and he withdraws it, reads it, and then takes an alcohol pad out of his pocket and cleans it and puts it away. He never tells me what the thermometer reads. I sometimes wonder if he reads it at all. Finally he takes a step back and says,. "Mmm, your in those high-heels!" "Do you like them Dad?" He kissed her on the cheek saying softly,"Look your old enough to call me Dan and yes you look wonderful." "Yes Dan." She smiled and sat at the table with a book.Dan leafed through the paper by the radio. The he got up and stuck his hands in his pockets. "I think I'll have a glass of sherry young lady," he announced. "Do you like a sherry shandy?! He asked her. "Oh I don't know, what's it like?" "OK you're about to find out then!" he. When I got out of it, I perfumed my body with a scent that I had bought from a shop that specialised in exotic and erotic fragrances; it was a combination of French lavender, blue iris, musk and myrrh. I put on a black corset, trimmed with violet that had thick lacing, purple and black knickers with a ribbon belt and black fishnet stockings. Over the top I wore I a short black kimono dress adorned with buckles and chains. My lips shimmered with the glossy dark purple, almost black lipstick that. She gave him direction and true purpose. In a very short time she had come to make up his world. Thinking about it his mind quickly came to the conclusion that he did not want it any other way. John finished up his work as quickly as possible and made an excuse about an early doctor’s appointment, which was really more of a truth than a prevarication, and made his way to his car. John got into his car and opened his glove compartment verifying the red, silk scarf was where he put it then placed.