" Well you sound a lot better now," she smiled at me, "and I don't justmean your lovely voice either." I never new you liked girls..." I whispered."Ne...ther did I until I started work here. All of the ladies that workhere are very loving and caring people." No men..." I stated nodding my little head as I remembered."No, no males in this company, strictly women," Kylynn affirmed."No job for Vern..." I whispered."Vern doesn't need a job and neither does Vera," Kylynn whispered back,"Vern wouldn't. Robert and I talked about it and decided we would try the switch again. Robert told me he kept thinking about fucking Stacey and I told him that I kept thinking of fucking Margaret. We did the same routine; getting the girls drunk and going to the same place. Both wives wore matching black satin g-string panties and Margaret even wore her garters while Stacey wore stocking that stayed up on their own. We went to the same dance place and by the time we left both girls were drunk again, but. Two adjacent walls of windows looked down on the intersection below. Modern furniture stood away from the windows in the center of the room, and a fireplace ran the length of another wall. He tossed down his keys on a little table inside the front door and fished his cell phone out of his pocket, leaving it there as well. He flicked on a lamp next to one of the sofas. ‘What’s your drink?’ he asked, moving to a fully-stocked bar. ‘I’m not particular,’ she said, setting down her purse on the. All day I couldn't think of anything but the dream. I went to the mall, but everywhere I went, every man with his daughter reminded me of the dream and I would feel myself growing excited. I was sure everyone who looked at me knew I wanted to make love to my father.I felt so hot I went into the bath room to wash my face. Running water over my face I looked into the mirror. My eyes where dark like my fathers. Long dark hair, and freckles stared back at me. Checking to make sure I was alone I.