She sat and watched me closely as I took the boiler apart and kept crossing her legs. She asked if I had a boyfriend, and when I said no, did I have a...girlfriend. I was lying with my head in a kitchen cabinet trying to test the flow valve, and when I slid back out to reach for my spanner, she was standing right over me, legs apart, her pussy bald and glistening. Was I hungry and did I fancy something to eat, she coyly asked. Now, I would be lying if I said I wasn‘t tempted, but I think she. But your my daughters best friend. Your father and i are best friends. They trusted me with you. I think of u as my daughter," the more he spoke the more he looked less frustrated and more angry." So u let your daughter suck your dick, and when you speak to her your dick gets hard right?" I realized that the more angry he got the better chance i had of getting angry fucked and i liked that idea. " I cant risk getting caught Kay i just cant," " Who said anything about getting caught ? You could. ”The world slowed. My vision narrowed, and I could hear my heartbeat. I didn’t realize it, but my crew had their weapons in their hands, thinking about the women who had fed them, clothed them, taught them to dance. They were probably thinking of my daughters, their laughter as they joked with them, the cookies, sandwiches, and lemonade they brought them when they were thirsty and hungry. If ever anybody looked into the eyes of death, it was that bunch, and they knew it.“Shut up kid! We don’t. The boys were very interested in that, especially how the socket fit. I was sitting on a high stool, with my legs way apart.”I snorted, “I bet.”She giggled. “I even let them touch me. Some of them teased me by sliding their hands up my thigh, getting very close to me before I giggled and pulled away. I was too shy!”I wished I’d been there. Would she have been just as shy with me?“Then we watched the sophomore boy who is in The Program walking around -- Cal -- he is in the club, too. He went up.