Bra barely hanging from her shoulders. Skirt hiked up around her abdomen. Flushed. No trace of embarrassment or shyness and giggles from the bar. Just...hunger. She slams both hands into my chest and shoved me violently against the wall. Falling into me she kisses my face. More consuming it. Licking her own juices off of my mouth. And following their savory trail down my neck she pulls my shirt over my head and licks my chest. Not to turn me on, but like she's claiming her kill. I'm helpless to. ''So you and l****a spend the day together at your office?'' Jack questioned.'' ''Yes, I picked her up I would say around ten o'clock, and we went over to my office where I gave her the grand tour. We had lunch and talked about her coming to work for me after school lets out, you know a summer job. After lunch, I offered to drive her home, but she said she wanted to walk home. I swear to you Jack she was just fine when she left. As to where she was head when she left my office, I'm sorry,. And I would have to take hers in return.***********************************************************Later that evening I had a text come through on my phone. I started to read the text, it said;‘Hey Tyler. It’s Nikkie. I hope you don’t mind me texting you. I got your number from Cayla. I just wondered if you were okay. You seemed to be in a bit of a hurry when you half walked half ran from us, ha-ha, so, how are you, and, why was that?’ I responded by phoning her. “Hello?” a voice breathed. I would have laughed, were it a laughing matter. Unfortunately, it wasnot.Could my father really do all those things? Yes, actually he veryprobably could were it in his nature to take a stand on anything.Would he do them for some unknown girl? The question required no answer.I suppose I could always confess the truth to Philip, and tell him who Ireally was, but I hardly thought there would be any benefit in it.Frankly, I rather doubted that my father would be all that ready to risklife,.