. short and just so alluring in a demure way… you look back at me knowingly with a whisper of a smile. Catching your meaning, my hand moves to wrap ...tself around your waist.. holding you close to me and a whiff of your perfume tingles my senses.. you giggle as I tickle you gently, my lips coming down to just nuzzle the side of your neck, inadvertently, you push me away reluctantly which a quick whisper ‘not now honey… later, will make it up to you ok?’ Mildly disappointed, I content myself by. I guess he knew Sandra would be our only child. But as well as spoiling her he also taught her to a proper daughter and not to misbehave around the boys. I don't think she had any problem in that department. She acts just like him in that respect. She never showed a feminine side to herself. I didn't see men chasing after her or her taking any interest in boys. I had been surprised when this stud of a boy almost twenty-one going out with her. It seemed mostly one sided on Vincent’s side.. Jean--" "Sure," Jean breathed huskily, and moved to the bed to sit beside him. As Lorena splashed whiskey and mix into a glass retrieved from the bathroom, she watched her friend playing with her father's robe. "Sit up, Mr. Johansen." Jean murmured, "so I can help you out of the sleeves." Lorena brought him the strong drink, and her dad grabbed it anxiously. She saw his nude body then as Jean whipped off the robe, saw that he was still edgy about being with two young girls, and one of them his. After they walked out of his suite Dale realized that he had been thinking a bit too much with his dick and not enough with his head.The stunt in the backstage dressing rooms very well might have been caught at least in part on camera. Even if he were lucky enough to not be identified by security personnel, the women in the dressing room might lose their job or get into some other trouble due to his carelessness. In a way Dale wondered how he had avoided screwing up even worse then he already.