"Four, please," Lenore said, and they were escorted to a table. All around them, the members of the Task Unit who had come were seated, pretending tha... they didn't know each other, until the section of the restaurant had been filled. It didn't take long for the wait staff to realize they were hosting a party."I'll take the check, up to nine o'clock," Lieutenant Commander Albright said. "After that, make them pay for their own beer," and the waitress nodded and left with an order for pitchers. Standing there, beneath the waterfall, the thoughts of what took place that past week crept into her mind. From the initial job interview with Mr. Rodriguez, asking her to strip down and give him her bra and panties, which she'd never got back to the first week on the job, making her strip again, so he could jerk off while she stood and watched. She'd actually enjoyed that, more than she expected. Of course, it all ended with Rule #3, sucking the boss's cock. To be honest, Gina loved sucking. He knocked a little harder. His voice was much firmer this time. "Ashley, open this door or I'm going to remove it from the hinges and throw the damn thing away. Then we won't have this problem again because you won't have a door."Ashley knew her dad, he didn't bluff. He meant exactly what he said. Apprehensively she opened the door to face her father.Harrison could see she also had been crying. "Good choice," he told her sternly. "Go wash your face and come on down stairs; we're going to. She was wet as she should always be and he slid into her easily. He moved slowly in and out of her as Chelsea bit her lip to keep her moans silent. He pushed deep into her and she closed her eyes concentrating very hard to stay quiet. He wrapped his arms around her pretending to hold her, but secretly he slipped a hand in and was fondling her breast, pinching her nipples and mauling her soft firm breasts. "Ohhh, it's so beautiful!" she said, commenting on the sign, but in reality she simply had.