“No, no, that’s fine. I’m just asking, is all.”She grinned at him. “I didn’t wear my crazy club outfit, Jack.”He looked at her curiously... Her clothing fit in well with the other women in the bar, most of whom wore short skirts, high heels, and tight tops. “Which is what?” he asked.“Not very much! Andrew bought it for me a couple of years ago, and I need to be half lit-up just to leave the house wearing it! Maybe you and I can get away sometime and I can wear it out.”“Oh?”“Yeah! It’s illegal in. However, Barbara had a mouth made for ... Ok, I'll let that one go. I still need to protect Charles from my overactive libido.When Jason noticed her attraction, he made discreet inquiries into her background and resume. Steve could be very helpful to him that way. "Mr. Vice President. You are a healthy, single, attractive man. If you didn't want a women, I'd think there was something wrong with you," he said bluntly.It turns out that Barbara Fiorino was the oldest daughter of Charlene and. "Tramp, just like her mama!"Yet, he couldn't take his eyes off all the sucking and fucking going on in the room.Dawn was lighting the sky when the men dressed and left his daughter's room. He had to watch as she pressed her slim, naked body against each of them, giving them all an open-mouthed kiss. She laughed and joked with the men before they left. He watched his daughter lie face down on the bed, still naked, before leaving his vantage point.Sitting at the table with a fresh bottle, Jake. Usually a four-eyed one at that. I'm not one of the 'lads', no matter how hard I try. I have a go at talking the talk, acting like I'm one of them. It doesn't fool anyone, least of all me. Oh yeah, I wear glasses. Have done for ages. I've got ludicrously long arms and legs. Well I reckon so! I used to be fantastic at swimming the back stroke. Long arms, big hands. I'm not over keen on what growing up is doling out to me. That's why I stopped going to the pool. I'm shy I suppose. Especially.