‘Just my second,’ she said apologetically, and then added with minor irritation, ‘Don’t bug me about it, I’m nervous…Okay!’ ‘All the s...me, slow down. You get anymore tipsy and even Jackie will start sounding coherent next to you…Okay!’ It wasn’t long thereafter before the guests started to arrive. Mark Cope was the first. He was a bit surprised at being invited, particularly because his divorce from his ex-wife, Linda, wasn’t very amicable and that she was still good friends with Karen. Karen. Amy Markwell sat in the chair looking at Miss Whitley for a few moments before she shook her head slowly.“No, Miss. I’ll be okay to go and see her myself. Just feel so sick.” She did her best act of struggling from the chair and watched as Rachel bent down and picked up her school bag from the floor before handing it to her.The PE Mistress walked over to the door and pulled it open, watching as Amy slowly walked past her and out into the corridor.“Just go and see Mrs. Dwyer and see what she. “Because we’ve all got something in common,” I said. “About Dad.”“I think it’s quite common for teenage girls to have certain feelings towards their dads,” she replied, still smiling.“Oh,” I said. What???“And now, if you’re not jealous any more, rather suddenly, does that mean you’ve ‘got somewhere’ with him?”I could only nod.“And so, the deal is, can we share him,” she said it like a statement, with an even bigger smile. “Different parts of him?”“Yes,” was about all I could say by this. No answer. “Tell me where that came from, Jen,” I growled as my hand smacked her squarely on the ass again. “Well, umm…he didn’t make me do it,” she stammered. All the time we’d spent in bed, she’d even considered something like that with me. As if I wasn’t mad enough. I sat up as she rode me, taking me as deep as she could inside her. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked, harder and tighter then I knew I should have. Her breath caught in discomfort, and she grabbed me by the.