“Nick, you're a red blooded male who hasn't had sex in months if I know my daughter, which I do. I'm a passionate woman who has recovered for the de...th of her husband and who has needs too.” The rabbit was still caught in the headlights. “It's not a honey trap, Nick, we just have something the other one wants and softened up with good food, fine wine and a roaring log fire we could indulge it and nobody would be any the wiser, and certainly not my frigid daughter.” What the hell, I let my hand. ”“Well, let’s do something about that!”“Okay… Oh, wow…!”“Does it feel nice?”“Yeah!”“Good! Jason loves it when I do this to him.”“Yeah, you’re good, Marie. You know what would make it even better? If I got to look at your tits!”“My tits? I don’t know… I don’t think Jason would like it if I showed you my tits.”“So? You’re giving me a handjob, Marie. I don’t think he’d like that, either.”“True! Okay, so, like, should I just lift my shirt? Or what?”“Sure!”“I got a bra on, though.”“Oh. Well,. “You had a good handful of her tits. D’you like what you’ve been feeling?”. I asked.He said “Yes and I liked what I saw, does she usually go out without knickers?”. I said “Sometimes. She likes to tease and likes me to finger her when we were in places like crowded lifts. Mind you, knowing the crowd she was out with, they had all probably thrown their knickers onto stage at the strippers, if any of them had been wearing them to begin with.” “We share a taste in buxom women. I’ve always thought. WAYLAID TRAVELER CHAPTER 3My daily grind used to be different. I used to work far from here, stillon my feet, but a lot more physical work. Instead of driving a forkliftaround a warehouse, I'm wearing a waitresses uniform and serving people. Aweek had passed since I had been dragged into that restroom andterrified, the 4 men that I saw that day hadn't returned, for which I wasvery gratefull.My benefactor had been in every morning, and without realising it, I putmore sway into my hips and.