“Yah, you are my daughter,” he replied. “No, not as your daughter, I mean as a woman,” I said. “What are you talking about?” he asked look...ng away pretending to be dumb. “I saw you standing in the balcony of your room and checking me out in my bikini,” I said. “Emily, now you are talking nonsense,” Dad said still looking away feeling kind of guilty, “Go to your room,” he told me. “So you do like me, huh?” I asked. “Look at me, Dad,” I said, and I took off my top. “What, what are you doing?” he. I pushed away from my brother, nodding. I turned my back to Alistair, and he stepped up behind me to undo the laces of my dress. “Are you sure?” he whispered, quietly enough I knew no one else could hear. “You don’t have to do this.”I didn’t respond, and after a brief hesitation, the dress fell loose around my chest, exposing my back. My breast band would block part of the image, I knew, and I nodded once, firmly, at Alistair. He sighed softly and untied it.Keeping my arms crossed in front of. "How do you know it's a her?" Oh, just a knack I have. I can sense just a hint of excitement in you that wouldn't be there if you were having a night out with the boys. Unless you're planning on having sex with the boys. Is she pretty?"I hadn't really given a lot of thought to Jennie's looks, and I had to stop and picture her in my mind. "She's not beautiful like you are, but I guess she's OK. She certainly isn't ugly, but it wouldn't make any difference if she were. She's a very nice lady and. In this case, black men. Soon, Vanessa returned home with Tyrone and his two friends, Nat and Bruce. I met them with drinks in tow and we all chatted for a few moments. Vanessa excused herself for a few minutes and the boys and I chatted in our living room. Soon she returned and Tyrone pulled out a rather large roll of bills and gave her the $500.00 he had offered earlier in the evening. Vanessa put the money on the coffee table and Tyrone and friends stood up and surrounded her in a small.