“Good, about eight, just casual, oh and Emily, both Ashley, and Michelle will be there, look must go……….” And she was gone, and our sea bass...arrived, pan fried perfectly.“So tell me, my little perverted daughter, what you have in mind for your father, is it revenge, or just a bit of fun for us both?” I asked between mouthfuls.“Why not a little bit of both, might be fun.”“Ok, lets work something out, but first we need to work, so we need to see Charles.”……………….“No more bets,” the croupier. "UMM, sure I will come up with a new one right now." James replied.When James came into the room I had the laptop opened but the screen was about 6 inches away from the rest of the laptop, He stopped in the door and asked."What happened?" I was on my way to work this morning and I put the laptop on the roof of the car in order to get Michele into her car seat, I guess I forgot it there and, well you know how Shannon drives." I explained.Shannon hit me hard on the shoulder."It's not the way I. I was wearing a silk white shirt and my favourite push up red bra showing my luscious breasts and black pair of old tights covered by a dark blue skirt. I was feeling very upset about not bringing an umbrella to work and to make all worse i was alone in the office apart from the security at the entrance. With the greatest frustration in mind i finally decided to leave regardless the nonstop rain to catch a bus to get to my flat in sortditch. So I left the office building and started running to. She must have taken my silence as my acceptance.I remember it was unusually cold the morning we met Carlos which changed the way she looked for customers. It was mid November and we had just checked into a motel when she noticed a Spanish guy outside smoking a cigarette. I was wearing one of my usual whore outfits and he was staring at me. This was an invitation for her to approach him and solicit another john. They talked briefly, his eyes hardly leaving my body before he said that he didn't.