That same loud display of his popularity was not being appreciated by Linda, though. He could be cute... but his attitude stank.Dad came to her rescue... Andy Thomas sprang to his feet, shook Dad's hand and complimented him on having such a beautiful daughter. West glared at him. Andy Thomas swiftly retreated down the hall on the left, casting a last glance at Linda.Linda was relieved when Dad brought her downstairs to the parking lot. In the car, Dad said, "West was impressed with you... and. And goddamn, if the minute you didn't get hooked up with them in a serious sort of something, the sex stopped, they'd get too damn serious, too pushy, clingy, and it was just bullshit.So I always stuck with younger girls.Funny thing, for as long as I could remember, most of the girls I'd hung out with, had fun with, fucked around with, or dated, always seemed to have some daddy issue. I had no idea what it was. Maybe everyone I met had shitty lives. Maybe everyone I was friends with had screwed. I'm told to get undressed and to lie on the bed, my slut legs spread and my whoreish blue eyes closed. I hear him tread off into the bathroom and there is a bit of noise, but nothing dis-concerning.Suddenly I feel his hands roaming across my body, squeezing my flesh, torturing it as he brushes past my tender bare and swollen cunt. And then nothing. Silence. The air is still. I call out to see if he is still there and there is no response. I open my eyes to find my Dom, standing over top of me. ." For when... ? For when, what?" ..." Why don't you give me a couple of minutes so that I can finish making the hot chocolate, Linda, and then you can explain to me what's going on."So, after handing out a brimming cup of hot chocolate to each one, she sat down comfortably in her sofa, facing the kids and holding her own cup in both hands, indicated to Linda to start her tale. Linda told her everything, from the time when she had stripped down in front of Tom to show him that there was no.