He shocked her by getting down on his knees. "What are you doing Daddy?" she asked, her voice sultry, her eyes heavy lidded. "It's been a while since ...'ve tasted my Baby Girl," he responded before lifting her skirt. Scorching heat pierced through her as he flicked his tongue once across her clit. He readjusted himself and placed her hands flat against the wall of the dressing room. "Leave them there," he ordered. He went back to work, slowly licking her clitoris. He twirled his tongue in. 'Meet me downstairs', and as he walked back out, he turned and watched as I started to undress, 'Everything darling, hide nothing'.I stood in my panties and studied myself in the full length mirror. I liked what I saw, then reached and felt the silken garment slip over my form, sending sparks as it brushed my nipples, and as I moved it felt is if I was still nude, its sides parting to reveal my near nakedness side on, the term near, meaning my panties, so I removed them and went back down. She went first upstairs sensing his eyes on her tightly skirted bottom. "This is my room and I have my own bathroom, this is your room and the bathroom is opposite. I expect you to keep both neat and tidy. You will notice I have placed a box of tissues on your bedside, when you masturbate be certain to ejaculate into a tissue and dispose of it cleanly, I will be very cross if I find any spermatozoa on your sheets or pyjamas. You do masturbate I suppose David?" She had used this approach before. Walker had spent exactly ten seconds with her on a personal level. That was on her birthday, when her brother sent her a dozen white roses. Mr. Walker had come into her office to place his lunch order and had glanced briefly at her desk. ‘Boyfriend?’ he asked. She had smiled and said, ‘Brother.’ ‘Happy birthday,’ he had mumbled as he walked out the door. Because the relationship really had not proved to be personal on any level, the dinner invitation had been a shock. She had been punishing.