I suppose that title would suit me more. I was still a virgin at eighteen, and thankfully free of any boyfriends. There are no regrets though, for som...how, I could never go beyond a date's faults. The same story was played over and over again - a date one night and the break-up the next. There is no hurt anywhere, for I've finally found my true place - in my father's arms. But that is getting ahead of the story, isn't it?On this day, I had come across a rather disturbing truth - Dad was. After all, my girl was already preoccupied with Victor, and I was about to burst from the excitement of the poker game.We got inside and May pulled up a chair from the side of the room. "Sit down," she said sternly. I sat down. Dana and May sat on the edge of the bed looking at me."So you really like Danielle?" asked May."Yeah, I do," I said."And how long have you two been together?" continued Dana."About 4 months. You knew that. Why are we in here?" I replied.I could tell that May was trying. Since I was having good luck conversing with Mr K I continued to inquire about what lied ahead. Well Mr K replied tonight we have a similar assignment as last time but it might prove to be more difficult. This guy owes someone a lot of money and a lot more information that he has been withholding from them. That group has hired my people to extract the money, the information and some “penalties” for his behavior. We’ll have our own support team nearby if we need them but you and I are going to. ‘Well, okay, but stop me when you’ve heard enough.’ I began the story. ‘I was looking at you lying on your bed at home. I pulled back your covers and I saw your breasts behind a thin nightgown. I gently massaged them and bent over to kiss them. You were awake and held my head against your breasts as I sucked on your nipples. I wanted more so I put my hand on your thigh and you spread your legs for me.’ I looked up and saw Abby with her mouth open, staring at me. I went to apologize when Abby.