“Put your hands on the sides and slide it up your legs.”Jennifer did as she was told this time, her face very red. She stopped when the dress was ...alf way up her thighs but Dad urged her to pull it up higher. She stopped again when the hem was just below her ass.“Pull it right up. Let’s see what kind of panties you picked out.”Jennifer started to comply but then paused. Her face was red as a beet.“Pull it up,” Dad snapped.Jennifer took a deep breath and slid the dress up over her hips until it. " He kissed me fully on my lips, squeezed me playfully in my bum and left. Confused I returned to Gabrielle, who had seen the whole scene. She smiled. "Mike is totally self centred and vain but he's still a good friend of mine. He's gay, but he's also bi-curious; I think you are something like the best of both worlds to him. Actually I think I understand him on that one," she added with a wink. We had a lovely evening of chatting, drinking and dancing. By now I felt completely at ease in my new. “Beautiful,” remarked De’Shane before exiting the room.The new papa followed behind him. “Hey, doc!”“Yes,” De’Shane turned around.“Come up to that lobby bathroom right quick.”“What?”“Come on,” Trent whispered.“Okay. I guess.”De’Shane went into the family restroom. Trent locked the door behind him. The scruffy-haired fellow pulled down his jeans. His eight-incher was engorged. He stuck it through the slit of his plaid boxers. “Suck this shit, fag!”“Mmhmm,” whined De’Shane.As the professional. I was almost more anxious than if this had been MY wedding. "She's been so busy I haven't seen her since yesterday morning. And now it feels like I'm never going to see her again." Of course you will." That's not what I mean. Whenever she needed to turn to someone, that person was me. I was the one who protected her. I was the one who looked out for her. But that won't be my job anymore. I've got to let her go, to let her new husband do that for her." Aww," Dawn reached up and ran her.