She gave me the truth even when I didn’t really want to hear the truth. She knew I couldn’t make an informed decision without all the facts so she...had given them to me – completely unvarnished.I appreciated it, just as I appreciated the level of professional care that she had provided.The fact that her increased popularity kept the nurse from sniping at my friends was just an added bonus.“That looks a lot better,” Jill said with a big smile on her face. She came forward, despite the dire look. I was amazed when she sucked it right into her throat. Heather sure is a lot better than her mother is at giving me head. Hell my daughter could be the blow job champion in a contest. Before I even knew it I was cumming like a racehorse.Heather said, “Dad please don’t tell anyone! I’ll do anything you want if you don’t tell anyone, especially the police!”I have no idea why I even said it but I did, “What do you mean anything?”Upon hearing that question, Heather smiled, stood up, and completely. This time he got the dirt. He cruised up slowly as I walked down Drouillard, swinging my hips in a lazy high heel scr****g way. I dressed for the part, torn white t shirt with the appropriate stains, slinged up in a halter barely containing my slightly sagging tits. Blue denim skirt, well-worn so my ass cheeks peeked through the frays. Fleshy legs flexed with muscle all the way down to the perfectly shiny six inch black pumps I chose for tonight’s rendezvous. From a distance I looked I was. Distracted and distanced, but with a driving need to put the last, finishing touches on the object Lea had commissioned. Really, all it needed was a final polishing, not that it wasn't already without flaw.All of it, including the chain, had been hand made. He smiled, looking at the deceptively simple looking necklace. It was made of platinum -- or what had started out as platinum. He remembered his last conversation with Lea as he stroked the piece. After he had gotten it mostly finished, Lea.