“Now, put on that bra. It’s not as simple as you might think, but if you’re going to earn your keep, you need to learn how to follow orders and ...o things properly.” I took off my shirt and fumbled with the bra, trying to work out which way was left and which way was right, which was the right side up and which was upside down. Again the girls were suppressing their laughter as I tried to work it out. Finally Sandra stepped forward, silently took the bra out of my hands, slipped it over my arms. - "Oh, you do, do you? Only sluts like it like that.. dirty little sluts!" He whispered in her ear, hearing her panting heavily. "Are you a slut? Daddy’s little slut?" He could feel her meeting him, thrusting and lifting her groin, pressing it against his hand.- "Ahh, ohh.... ahhhhh....ohh, daddy!"- "Well, answer... are you daddy’s little slut?"- "I am... ohhh... I am daddy's little... little... little slut. I am his slut."- "Say it louder! Louder, your Slut!!"- "Ahh... I AM DADDY'S LITTLE. I did not ask her (I thought she might have ordered another drink in advance.) I quickly finished my first drink to catch up with her.I ordered another one. She was drinking it slowly. I asked her to pick the other one. Then she told me that she is waiting for her gym friend to come and join. I inquired about her friend. She said that you know her well but did not reveal her name. I saw Shree coming to our table and join us.We shook hands and started a conversation. Shree was looking sexy in. She was thankful as hell that the driveway was clear and he didn't have to park five blocks away.He didn't go to the main house where he knew everyone else probably was. He headed up the walk of the second house, went inside and plopped down on the couch to stare at the ceiling."I'm sorry for whatever I did," Shelly said."Can it, Shelly," Adam said sharply. "I'm sick and tired of all you people doing whatever the hell you want and telling me you're sorry. Then I come off as an asshole if I.