When we arriver at our front door, Frida took her knickers off, 'See if I can get him hard', she said, matter of factly, I laughed and followed suit, ...nd put both pairs into my satchel, and boldly walked inside.Daddy was there, not as I had expected, but then it was a big plus, he was at the dining table, at the computer, in his shorts and a t-shirt, minimalist wear, had he forgotten I was bringing Frida, or was his ploy a deliberate one?One thing was sure, Frids'a eyes lit up, 'Hi Mr Rogers',. ”“Okay. Okay. I won’t be long.”She sits on the loveseat and tries to find something on TV. It’s no use. Her mind keeps wandering. In less than two weeks she’s sucked four different guys, gone to a man’s hotel room, had two guys take turns with her, and given a blowjob in Macy’s. Is she going to be promiscuous like his first wife? If she is, she’s off to a good start.Her hand drifts under the waistband of her panties. Did her husband taste Chris’s cum when he kissed her? She still has the salty. "Here's your coffee Cindy, and have you told your parents that you left the party early?" No, not yet." She grasped the coffee mug and cupped her hands round it, warming them up. I noticed that she had painted her fingernails a bright red."Let me call them and let them know you are here. Then they can come back later and get you."I went into the hall and found John's mobile number and gave him a call. I explained what had happened, and that I didn't know why Cindy had left early, but that I. I do not think you or they will have any trouble from them in the future."When we entered the machine shop Sara's father was walking around in awe. Uncle Art explained that he was a foreman in a machine shop in Dallas. He started to chuckle as the two fathers started talking in Spanish again. "Juan is saying that even in his shop they do not have half these tools, and he does not even know how to use some of them."I showed them the prototype arm and hand I had designed and built and said I was.