She, her dad and his best friend Mitch, who often accompanied them, would joke with each other while panning the little stream winding through the hig... country in front of her. Those had been happy times and Liv always looked forward to their next excursion with the same excitement most kids reserved for trips to Disneyland.Their prospecting expeditions always started before daybreak. Mitch would spend the night and stay up late, playing poker with Liv and her dad. They would drag themselves. A few times he had even shot off in her mouth and left without even pleasuring her in return. She loved the guy but, seriously, she needed to find a way to train him up in the sex department. As for Harry, his celebrity status made getting him into bed even more difficult, not to mention the fact that he was dating Ron's sister Ginny, who just happened to be sleeping in the next bed over to her at this very moment. She had lured him off to into the woods once a few months back on false. "What the fuck are you watching, you little slut?"I quickly scrambled out from my chair and under the covers on the bed... But Daddy followed, his hands now at my throat. "Were you watching her have sex with a dog?"SLAP"A DOG LITTLE GIRL?" I'm sorry Daddy..." I finally whimpered out. One of his hands went from my throat to my princess parts, two of his fingers easily pushing inside my soaked hole. "You little fucking slut. Do you want a doggy to fuck you too? Fill this greedy little hole. When he slapped in the third clip, the rifle jammed. Henry's biting remarks did not leave the sales people with much hope regarding a possible deal with the British MOD.On that afternoon, he called George Lowell at his desk in Langley."Hi, George, this is Henry. I know I'm not supposed to call you at work, but I'm in town and I thought we could have chance to meet."There was a pause before Lowell answered."Henry, that's a nice surprise. You're here on business?" Yes, they reactivated me. I had.