We chatted for a while but then I made an excuse to leave.All day as I was out running errands I could not help but to think that she was nothing but ...rouble after his money. I could not see why he would be interested in her. Ok, she was kind of pretty in a slutty way but my Dad should not be with someone like that! Before I headed home I went back by his house and I noticed that her car was still there. This made me mad and right there and then I made up my mind that she had to go and I was. The smack I'm sure could be hear at the front counter.“I wanted to rid myself of you, never see or hear from you again. That's why I became such a slut...”Tears began to run down her cheeks, whether from sorrow or anger I couldn't tell and wasn't about to ask.“So now I'm going to let you see first hand what a slut is like. No fantasies, no imagining, just dirty raw sex!”She untied the knot holding her 'skirt' to her. In moments she was naked, her back against the TV monitor, her hand working. She’s gonna be sixteen next month. She can work there now can’t she?”“Well, yea,” I stammered, “but I don’t have time to baby sit while I’m there, I got work to do while I’m at work.” I argued even though I felt as if it were pointless. “You don’t have to baby sit. She’ll have supervisors to do that won’t she?” She explained, seeming to have this all figured out. “I think it would do her some good to have chores around the house, and a job to go to every day.” She noticed my “deer in the. I got up and walked away.The hall porter was a large, triple chinned man who seemed to be resting against both sides and front of his desk area all at once. He looked like something out of a Monty Python movie and I felt an absurd urge to feed him a chocolate mint."Can I help you, sir?" he said with a voice so high pitched that I actually rose on my toes to look for the woman he was hiding. There seemed to be no one there and I smiled down at him just in case he was an incredibly ugly, unshaved.