"Tell me about yourself, Carol."She took a sip of her Scotch before beginning."My mother died when I was young, so for quite a long time growing upit ...as just me and my father - a situation you're all too familiarwith. We moved around quite a lot and, when I was the same age asBethany, found ourselves living next door to another widowed father andhis teenage daughter. She and I fell for each other, hard."Carol was a *dyke*?! But no, she couldn't be. She was a widow and had adaughter."Obviously. But Angel was going to play this game her way. Her ‘way’ was to play out her little fantasies that she frequently had. She had been setting up the cabbie for weeks. Giving her some sneak peeks of her body. Letting the cabbie cop a quick feel as she helped her in and out of the cab. She was playing the part of a tease that might be biting off more than she can chew. As the driver climbed into the backseat, she saw that Angel was ready for her. Angel had pulled off her shirt and now had only her. ‘Shit, you’re a great cocksucker,’ he laughed as he stepped into his shorts. ‘Thanks,’ I said angrily as I got up and stared at myself in the mirror. Without another word he brushed past me and left as I began to panic. I was a mess, my sweater was splattered with his cum. I quickly pulled off the soiled sweater and my loose bra before washing my face. I then replaced my bra and found a sponge under the sink to clean my sweater. As I stood at the sink in my bra sponging off my sweater I could. He’d have to figure that out somehow ... and get some payback.“What do you think is going on inside that beady canine brain of Luke’s?” Alex texted Hailey, just so that Luke couldn’t overhear them.“Probably scheming some kind of revenge. He might enjoy this, but he’ll also resent it. He’s a guy. No guy likes being dominated,” Hailey proved unusually smart for a change, but then she knew guys ... most guys.“Except Daddy. Daddy would love being dominated even more by Mom than he already is. You.