Joanie explained.“Oh, that wouldn’t work!”“What do you mean it wouldn’t work?” Joanie asked. “I couldn’t punish you. I just wouldn’t...be severe enough!”“Punish me, I will do whatever you say, Joanie said thinking she was dodging ‘real punishment.”“Very well then Joanie, mom and dad would ground you for two months and there would be no dates except I can’t do any of that to you.”“That’s right, big brother,” Joanie said feeling suddenly full of herself.“But, you can have a date with a. .."Baby what is going on in that pretty lil head of yours, huh?" I start to cry again and you instantly put your hands on my face. "Shhhhhh tell Daddy what's wrong." "I didn't feel you Daddy! You were there and I didn't feel you!" I continue to sob and you walk across the room to grab the tissues. "Enough pet, hush I don't want you crying anymore!" You wipe my face and nose clean. "Daddy I was selfish, so selfish, Im so sorry!" I have stopped crying, because I don't want to make you more upset. She was wearing a nice red shirt and torn jeans. Her walk was special. She had this cute ‘giggly’ ass, I am suspecting due to her long legs. We chatted incessantly until we got to the restaurant. The food was good, not that we would have noticed – we were too busy engaging ourselves in meaningful conversations. Time flew by and we didn’t even realize that it was almost closing time. At one point I went to the bathroom and managed to have a sneak peak at her underwear as she was sitting. She had. We got to Memphis and registered into a great resort hotel. Mike had to get registered so I just lazed around the room until he got back. When he returned he asked if I wanted to help the convention organizers by being a bartender at the main reception that evening. I don't know much about bar-tending, but thought I could help out. So I put on a sexy little short skirt and a top that showed a little cleavage. Mike whistled when he saw me and said "You might get something started with that.