"Have you been with any men since?" he asked in a fatherly tone, trying to inquire without delving too deeply.Janice giggled in a c***d-like way. "No,...silly, I haven't been with anybody else. Maybe that's why I realized I needed to come home after all. I thought I could stick it out... Oh Dad, I'm so sorry for making you come get me. Now we're all apart for Christmas."His arms moved around her shoulders, pulling his daughter against his chest. "Nobody's alone, baby. Ken and your mom are. Since I was in terrible pain, I requested her to do it right away and she agreed. She informed that it would take almost over an hour or so but I had no other choice. I lay down on the dentist chair and she began preparing for the process. While lying on the chair, I examined her body. She was fair with a 36-24-36 figure and wearing a low-cut blouse and a thin trouser. As she was bending to pick up things, her cleavage was more than visible. Since her top was of fine fabric, I could make out. Angela says, “Damn it…I’m wearing cotton!” Their uncle walks up behind them with an umbrella and says, “Need this?” “Thanks Tim!” Both go out, Mark makes sure Angela gets in then goes to his side and gets in. They would return the umbrella later on. Mark says, “Let’s go home.” “Please…I need to change out of these clothes. Too tight.” “Why you wear them?” “I was proving a point.” Mark gets home quickly; their parents were gone so he pulls into the driveway giving room for their parents when. " I know. So was I. But I was also feeding off you." Me?" Uh huh. Ever since I had that melt-down a while ago, you've been a different guy on stage." Different how?" More confident. More powerful. More in control. Sexy." Sexy?"She nodded, looking at me with narrowed eyes. "Yeah. Sexy. Like you were projecting sex. Fran and I have been working on getting some personality in our act. You hardly need to do anything and yet you put out that message. I was watching those young girls in the front.