Joan told me, "I need to take you to the studio, but first, you need toget dressed. I don't think you need to shave, but you do need some work.I picke... you up a few things on my way here. You can rehearse with thegirls in this. And then, I need to help you get fixed up. "I moaned depressed, "I figured you would want to give me a girl'smakeover. I guess I need some work done if I'm going to do this."She said, "I am really sorry about this. but yeah: A hair do, some workon your nails, your face,. When I enter, relief passes over me as I see Selena sitting at the kitchen counter, drinking a coffee, but then I spot William sitting beside her."Hey, the cumslut is awake! You look good in clothes..." William teases."Ah, you're up too," I respond, narrowing my eyes at him.I reach for the paracetamol in the end cabinet and swallow two with a glass of water."So what do you think about me this morning? Horrible mistake?" he asks.I consider him. He's only wearing underwear showing off his. My daughter. I closed my eyes, trying not to think it was my baby girl I was grinding on, but in the back of my mind, I knew it. That was my daughter's ass I ground against. Only a thin layer of cloth separated us. She slept on oblivious to what I did to her.It was such a bad dad, but it felt so good.I fought against groaning; scared she would wake up. That only helped to make this feel amazing. I groaned, thrusting against her. The ache at the tip of my dick swelled as I felt the curve of her. The shop was in plain sight. It was as clear as the tits on SamanthaJohnson's chest."But I'm here." he thought. "It can't hurt to look."The bell over the tinkled as it announced CeeJay's entry into the emptyshop. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, in the shop, unless youcounted the door in the back."Bad joke, guys." he thought angrily. "Looks like your days as pledgesare over. Someone's gonna pay for this."CeeJay strode to back door. He knocked, then knocked again. There wasno.