The poor old fellow had for the past ten months been reproaching himself for having been such a poor father, giving his daughter all she wanted materi...lly, but never really showing her his love for her, even though that love had always been very real.She told him she was going to fly out to see what she could do, and he wished her God-speed regretting that his own poor health meant he could not be going as well. After promising to keep him informed, she put down the phone and made another call,. As he watched the three friends eat each other through multiple orgasms, he quickly grabbed his scorecard and began writing down his point totals from the evening before.Six girls showing their breasts and pussies was ninety points, watching two girls having sex was forty points. I wonder if it's worth more since it was six girls? Anthony wondered idly. Getting to touch a girl's tits and pussy and doing so while nude added sixty points, times two girls was one-twenty. Another one-twenty for two. The breeze blowing in the half- opened kitchen window felt cool, but the sun had risen over the thick shield of pine at the top of the yard, already a brightening orange disk that threatened a hot August day."Some lousy convention," Kent groaned and sat down at the table a few minutes after she had begun boiling his eggs and prepared coffee.Kent liked to be eased out of a hangover he always said, rather than jolted into the weekend with slabs of french toast and maple syrup. She set his. It was then off to find accommodation for the night. The B&B we found only had a twin room left with breakfast. Out of courtesy, I asked John if that was ok before I booked the room or if we should look for another place. “No problem, that would be nice,” John replied.Fresh-end up, it was then off to a local hostelry serving evening meals. We chatted as we had never done before and later got round to the subject of sex. He disclosed that, so far in his life, he had felt somewhat uncomfortable.