My father got up and staggered to the bathroom. I heard the toilet lid go up and jumped up to watch. There he stood relieving himself as I rubbed my l...ttle swollen clit watching. I decided it was now or never. He finished and turned while I just stood there still rubbing my wet womanhood. My father stood for a long moment trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing. His boxers still at his knees. Sara honey. Is everything okay? he asked quizzically. Never better daddy. You ready for bed?. “Why, what’s happened?”“Didn’t you hear? He’s in the hospital, I guess he had a heart attack or something last night.”“No! No, no! Fuck no!” she blurted out. “This can’t be happening!”Startled by Ellen’s outburst, not to mention her profanity, the girl stepped back. Ellen sprang from her chair and rushed past her, heading out the door. She went to the general manager’s office, the secretary was working on some files.“Cathy, I just heard John Palmer’s in the hospital. Do you know anything about. ”“So do you get off by letting guys see you naked?” Liz asked.“Yes I do, don’t you?”“Maybe we should have a ‘support Dani’ party where all us girls are naked and invite a load of guys.” Emily said.“That sounds like fun,” Liz replied, “So are you planning on being naked all the time Dani?”“No, I’ve met this guy and he tells me when to get naked.”“You let a guy tell you when to get naked?” Liz said, “isn’t that a bit dangerous? I mean he could tell you to strip in a lecture or a busy street. Does. “Paul? I don’t understand the rhythm. What is the count? Is it one, two STROKE or one, two, three STOKE? I want to stroke the right way but I need you to show me. Will you show me how to stroke?”As she asked, Jeanne swam closer and Paul’s hard-on cut through the water towards her. “Yes!” She thought “God, I’d love to wrap my mouth around that!” She swam closer and “accidentally” inter-wrapped her legs with Paul’s. Jeanne knew that Paul would get fired, and she could get into a whole lot of.