But even if I kept fifty a week for fun money, that was $5,000! I could hardly speak. I nodded to Dad."Let's go sign your contract," he said.I signed....Harvey had already been on the phone with Sylvester Cortales and he was coming down to sign the release form and Samantha was receiving $50 for being with me. Things were moving fast and Miss Polly already had a bunch of notes for me for the holiday special. And she wanted me to bring another girlfriend."Do we have to end our date now?" Sam asked. Wave after wave of headiness washed over me, and with each wave my pussy contracted, sucking in Daddy's cock deeper and squeezing it tighter and tighter. "Oh, god baby - yes, yes! That's it! That's a good little slut! Such a dirty little girl - coming on her Daddy's cock! Such a nasty little whore!" As I was spiraling down from my high, Daddy was just reaching his. He rambled almost incoherently. "So tight. Fucking love my baby girl's tight little pussy, her big fucking titties... Such a dirty. Earl had an eclectic reading habit, but his bookshelf was a point of pride. He only allowed the best books to sit on that shelf. There were no books on carpentry or crafts, no romances or sci-fi fantasies that Earl was quite fond of. There were only a few classic works of fiction, and the rest was philosophy. Earl had often offered Scott to borrow one and read it. ‘Men died for writing these words, you know. Wouldn’t kill you to read some.’ ‘I’d like to do that, someday,’ he said. Scott now. "Oh my lord..." I muttered under my breath realising just what she had said. "Did she really mean ANYTHING?" was my next thought.I looked straight at her without taking my eyes off her and without speaking.She then added in a very hushed tone "I would sleep with you...". Then she bowed her head and looked down at her feet.I think that she had figured that she was going to be sacked anyway, so she had nothing to lose by offering her body to me as an inducement to keep her job. If her offer was.