." Daniel's eyes glanced down to the package in the man's hands. Adreamer of sorts, unexpected letters and packages were always greetedwith wonder, as...if someone might send him a manuscript from a heretoforeunknown author or a nice hard-to-find action figure for his collection.The man's eyes caught his glance and he smiled at the young man with abeneficent nod."I've a registered delivery." The old man seemed almost gleeful as hehanded Daniel the package, indicating on the cards taped to the. She licked her lips, stared me in the eye and said, " Daddy, Marcus and I are going to the pool now. Didn’t you say you had to be somewhere?" Oh yeah, bye, nice seeing you again Marcus." My eyes falling to his very impressive package before heading out to my car. My mind running wild, thinking, oh fuck, he’ll split my little girl wide open with that cock of his.By the time 9 o’clock rolled around I was about half plastered and decided to go home and work on some of that damn paperwork I’d been. I then got a call from her; she was still in the club. She told me to go to the spare room and stay there, she apologised that she would be coming back with company, it was Spa business and if I did not comply we were finished. At that moment things became clear, I stood for a while, part of me wanted to leave and be done with it. The devil on the shoulder said different. I was drawn to watching through the mirror. It was clear; this was planned not by Sara but who ever had paid. Was it time to. ”Karen closed the door behind her and closed the blind. She placed a ‘Private Party’ sign in the window. She looked at who was in the room and wrote down the names on two lists, one male and one female. She then tore the names to be separate. Vicky noticed what Karen was doing.“You’re not are you?” She asked knowing Karen’s intentions for the names.“Jake has to leave soon and I need all the men here,” she smiled. “I know we can’t fuck here but the girls can give them blow jobs,” she.