My flight landed at 5pm and I caught a cab into my hotel near Chinatown on Little Bourke Street. The room the Department of Education had organised fo... me was terrific. A large king sized bed, a lounge suite and, one of my favourites, a spa bath, all sat neatly within the one room. Perfect for what I had planned. I looked out the window and wondered where I should go to find myself someone, or more, to share this room with. All I could see were a few lane ways and flashing lights advertising. “Daddy”, I called out, “can you come and help us, Kirsty has a new dress I would like you to see”, within seconds I could hear the rapid footsteps coming up the stairs. “Sit in the chair” I said, “Baby and I have to adjust things before you can join us”, knowing this would drive him mad and heighten the arousal. “Yes Daddy, you can help us later, we need some mommy and daughter time first”, “Mommy can I have your boobies please like I used too?” With that I sat on the bed, with my feet on the. The music slowed and he pulled her in closer. She resisted... to a point but they continued to dance. He put his face close to hers and I could see he was saying something. She shook her head from side to side and immediately came back to the table. I asked her what went on... she told me that he asked if he could touch her breast. She said no. After that we sat quietly. I asked if she wanted to go home and again she said no. "Why?" I asked... "I wanted him to touch me" she said. "I said no for. I moved in such a way that it would be easy for him to remove it completely and once done, he turned me towards him and this was my first eye contact with him after he started touching me. His eyes had a nasty glow in them and I could clearly read them asking me “what about all your yelling a while ago slut?” It felt cheap but I was not in a position to care. I held his head and planted a kiss on his lips and he too reciprocated by pushing his tongue in to my mouth and we were deeply involved.