.. the General does – well, so to speak. No telling how much hassle it will be just to find the girls, let alone convince them to ... what? They’r... supposed to go on a one-way trip that we can’t even talk about until they undergo a process to ensure that they won’t be able to discuss this with anyone. It’s hard enough to sell that to someone who is already here at the Retreat, let alone totally away from our environment. They have absolutely no frickin’ reason to trust us enough to be blocked.. Katie:I looked at myself in the mirror in a very short sheet flimsy skirt with a decorative held on my hips, a bikini top, and knee high socks. For more dramatic effect i had on bright red lipstick and dark eye make-up. My heart beat fast as I looked and imagined how my dad would react when he saw me. As I walked down the stairs into the living room I didn’t hear music anymore but rather something unexpected. I turned into the living room and saw my dad in the same spot but with his laptop next. We've parted company so it's just me and Davey now." Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that." That wasn't really the truth because I always thought he was kind of a jerk but it seemed like the PC thing to say. "I hope it was as friendly as my split with Vickie." Well, it wasn't very smooth I'm afraid. He was practically supporting a string a chippies from Fort Collins to Pueblo so I wasn't feeling especially charitable."It seemed like a good time to change subjects. "So Davey must be what, thirteen or. His arm wrapped around my shoulders. He pulled me close."Amber," he said, "that is the most darling little skirt." He reached and touched the hem – and my pale thigh beneath. His finger, and my skirt, began to go up. "Do you like that, baby?"I did and I didn't. My body responded. I felt little tingles climb. My nipples grew warm. But again, I didn't like it at all. I didn't like him."Oh baby," I said, "I love it."By the time I said it, his hand had reached all the way to my soft panties, and my.