You haven't changed your mind about us, have you?" No, and I am sorry. I said when we graduated that anything we had or did together was over. Do you ...ant me to leave?" Of course not. I'm glad to see you. I had to ask though. So tell me what's new in your life? How long are you staying?" How long am I staying? A month tops or until I find out if I'm pregnant." Sylvie sat with a smirk on her face."Okay, tell me about it. By the look on your face I can see something is going on."Sylvie got. She leaned across me and kissed me hard, her tongue licking my lips. “Oh Daddy,” she whispered in my ear, “you’re making me so hot!” Her fingers squeezed me softly again, my erection jumping as she licked my ear. “Tell me what she made you do! Everything, Daddy…just like you promised.” I took the joint from the ashtray, lit it and inhaled deeply. I passed it to Lisa as I waited for the smoke to slow my heartbeat. She took a long drag and put it back in the ashtray. Then she wriggled. ." I said stand up!" The yell was sharp. I stood. "Now drop your pants."I did not like where this seemed to be going. I thought about puttingup an argument, some sort of resistance. But one look at his face madeit clear that he was serious. This was a dangerous man; someone whogets what he wants and doesn't put up with having to ask twice. I undidmy pants and let them fall to my ankles.He grinned a wide, satisfied grin. "Just like I thought." An evilsounding chortle rumbled out of him. I looked. The taxi sped around a corner making me slide along the back seat. “Whoo Hoo!” I giggled as I spread my arms and legs to steady myself.I looked up to see his twinkling eyes in the mirror again. “Are you okay?” he asked as I drifted into a light sleep. Hardly able to speak I just smiled and raised my thumb.“I sometimes drive kiss-o-gram girls and strippers around. Have you ever done that?” He asked as he looked in the mirror. Flattered, I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head.“You should.