.." I replied cautiously... Ashley grabbed the collar of my t-shirt and pulled me in, her lips pressed against mine, her tongue finding its way in thr...ugh my parted lips. I placed my hands on her shoulder and pushed her back.... "Wha....", I began....but she cut me off.... "Do you want to fuck me?" she said with determination, her chest heaved from the few seconds of passionate kissing. She ran her hand through her hair and pushed it back behind her ear. That thing she did with her hair, and. He was just drunk enough for the Latin "en vino veritas" or "when you're drunk you let the truth slip out." In drunken profundity said, "It's that damn letter I have to read every year. Just when I think I can get past her I have to read what that manipulative bitch wrote and know that I've got to do it for years to come."His friend looked him in the eyes and said, "Early, if that's all it were you'd just laugh at how lucky you were to be quit of her. I'm not saying you need to take her back. I. " I've told you over and over again that the door is wide open if you wantto go. But I'll report you for hurting my daughter, and whether theydecide to charge you or not, I'm sure all the papers will want to hearabout the man who was turned into a little girl and then beat up mydaughter. Out of everyone you should understand what a juicy story thatone is." This is blackmail, pure and simple," I countered, "you're going to ruinmy life either way." Well, I know that if I were you, I'd go along. "Laughing with her, her father shucked out of his shirt and she followed suit by peeling off her own. Her young, hard breasts sprang free and her fingers turned anxious at her cutoff tops. She watched her daddy climb from his pants, gone a little bit awkward in quick embarrassment that she also felt.She told herself not to be icky, just because it was daytime and they were alone in a motel room. The only time she had been in a motel before, she had to share a room with Glynn, while their.