Becky was aware almost constantly of her father's eyes upon her, of the curiosity, the arousal that must be burning inside him. But he'd never laid a ...inger on them. She found that odd. His interest had created a burning curiosity inside Becky as well, and she often found herself wondering what kind of cock her father had, and how it would feel shoved into her tight wet pussyhole. He was such a big man. Did he also have a big prick? Maybe she should do some spying and find out.Her tongue. "May I return to my family now?" she asked afterward."Of course," I said."Thank you, Alex." I enjoyed our night together, Abigail."She smiled then left.With Stephen and Evan as my guides, I returned to the escape pod. Four other men came along dragging sleds. I told them I might want to bring some things back. The condition of the little ship was worse than I thought. It was inexplicable how I survived nearly unscathed. All three of us should have died.I went through the formality of checking. I told her the same guy who could mentor her had the resources to help her. She said she’d like to meet him.”“Does she know about Cirque du Steve?” I asked.“Only the barest details.”“I’m still not sure this is a good idea.”“Tell me how this is different from any of the many girls you’ve helped in one way or another. You’ve slept with so many of the girls you’ve hired at NIKA! And so many of the girls for whom you acted as mentor. Do you think having sex with you benefitted them or hurt. ”I heard the bells on the door, and looked to see two women come in. They went to the back, and got come sealed packs of bologna, some bread, and mustard, and mayo, and some chips and dip.They both looked at me, and smiled; I smiled back, and they paid Ellen and left.“Did you see that?” She asked, when the store was empty once more.“See what, I saw the two women, I thought they were kind of attractive.”“They were attractive, I can’t believe neither one was wearing a bra, I could see their.