I know how to take care of myself should anything happen.”Whitworth had sighed while drumming his fingers on his desk. Then as if he had just made u... his mind, “Morales seldom associated with women other than an occasional prostitute, nor does his background reflect any sexual complaints, or I would never even think of allowing you to do this.”Jasmine’s mind snapped back to the present. With a smile, she responded to Morales comment about the hand truck with, “I thought you might like. " said Quintin."I know."They hugged, shared beers and watched their favorite show on the TV.At 3:10 PM they prepared some snack and clean glasses for their friends. Nicholas stayed in his PJs. They waited the last hour while playing together with the gaming console.At 3:17 PM Gabriel phoned that he and Thomas were at the train station. "Would you like us to start a run to your house?" proposed Gabriel. "We will be in great attire and a little wet when arriving. Otherwise we can rent a car, or. I came to know most of the girls were sluts. So I Started to behave like one. I was all over dad. Licking him. Smooching. Stroking his cock. It was hard. He pressed my boobs. Halfway through the dance my dress was half down below my boobs. He was pressing on my boobs over my bra. I said to him “dad wat are you doing. Will u make me naked here only” My dad replied “shut up slut. Be a whore for me today”. And smooched me hard. Everyone was having a good time watching us. Some guys even touched. I vaguely remember him saying something about my hair being like hers. I fingered my hair a bit before throwing it up into a hair tie. I rubbed my face tiredly and got ready for class. I already knew it would be just like every other day like it has been since that day a couple weeks back. People would glare, make snide remarks towards my sexuality that didn’t even exist, and scoff at me while I worked. It’s a good thing Tom is never around me in public because I don’t need him to hear about me.