” Mrs Henson said. “So it’s your daughter’s fault Maura realized what she might be missing out on?”“Yeah, if not that night, Emmy took him...on a couple of dates to say she was sorry.” He shook his head.“Oh? Has Emmy still not said anything?” Mrs Henson asked about the potential father.“No, she hasn’t.” Mr Zucker looked at the door to the observation rooms. “But I’m sure I already ruled out all of the boys she’s dated or befriended elsewise.”“Well, if it is Adam,” Mrs Henson said. “He’ll try to. Oh God! What was he going to do? But, guilt notwithstanding, his unruly organ jumped and throbbed at the sight and memory of his lovely, young niece. As he watched her she cupped her left breast with one hand while the other moved caressingly down over her belly to her lightly furred mons. She moved her feet apart, spreading her full thighs and bending her knees as her fingers probed her virginal pussy and her broad hips moved in a pantomime of intercourse. Was this girl promiscuous and not a. And when you cannot, you will wear clothing that will easily permit me to expose you whenever, wherever…and to whomever, I choose. What! That's correct. To whomever! I will expect you to permit them, male or female to look…and touch. From there, we will let nature take its course. So as you can see my dear, there are many things we can do." He replied as his hand moved and went to her pert butt and stroked the protruding flesh. "You know, you are not limited to just one opening. So why then,. “I just need to be drunk for tonight,” she admitted.“Then wouldn’t cheap martinis be just as effective?” Marcus argued.“Geez, if you are gonna get a girl drunk and nail her, at least don’t be a cheapskate about it.”“Do you need to be drunk to sleep with me or just need to be thoroughly pampered?” he was still annoyed.“I’ve already ordered and you know I can’t afford that bottle. Either you call the waiter back and embarrass yourself or just let me have what I want. I promise I’ll make it worth.