I turn the car around my heart is racing. I am still part of it. There is little daylight left now that it's turning to fall. I see the SUV in the lot... I pull in and do what I usually do. I see Pete. He motions me to the truck. I race over and open the door and expect to see Amber in the back. But there is no Amber. I look back and see Pete walking up behind me. I still get into the truck. Pete puts me into Amber's position. He hogties me on the floor. My pantyhose are pulling so tightly on my. I asked her about those and she explained that her office was also a storage space. I questioned why she had an office at the age of 17. She said cause I've been with this company for 3 years and I am that damn good at my job. She had worked for the company when she lived down in Miami and then transferred up her when her mom got transferred.I jokingly asked her if she'd model one of the bikinis. We both laughed but then she asked if I really wanted her to. I said of course. She got a hesitant. I was waiting for my dad to come to me and eventually he did. He sat next to me on the couch and I was counting every second waiting for him to touch me, feel me and fuck me. “Are you watching anything important? I needed to see some news,” Dad said and it pissed me off a little. I changed the channel to let him watch his fucking news. 'Your horny daughter is here next to you, waiting for you to fuck her and you want to watch news?' I thought. “Nothing important on news, you can see what ever. Or, at least, didn't disapprove. She was nervous, half wondering if she would be angry or disappointed. But when she tentatively stammered out her desire, Dulcie merely smiled reminiscently, saying, "Just remember, the ceremony is just that. I'm fairly sure you're already married in your heart and mind ... aren't you?"Rosie blushed and nodded."And if you still want to be a social worker as you said, you need to make sure you keep taking your pills, and keep working in school." Oh, I do ... but.