And that was days ago. Tracy William thoughtfully reread the email again. In mentioning her legs was she teasing him? Taunting him? Simply responding ...o what he said? Or was she hinting that there was much more to see? Or that it had been a while? The email came several days after his, indicating she was not eager to speak to him. Perhaps she is only interested in his input. He is a librarian, after all. And the leg comment, well… He mentioned her legs first. It would be odd if she ignored the. .When I saw him there, sitting beside me, I wanted to throw myself out of the window. Still, I had no idea what he was going to do, I just thought he was going to cum on me or try to get sucked. I did not tell him, I just looked away.Yet, this time, Daddy did not attack my top, but my bottom. He slid my shapeless jogging pants, taking advantage of my surprise. When I felt the fabric slip along my legs, I began to struggle, like an hysterical girl, before I got a noisy and resounding slap.- You. Hell, we might just keep him as our own collective play-toy!" teased the other young lady, dark complected as well, but slightly taller with bigger breasts and hips; I surmised her to be Laura.Nat and Laura had brought two larger bags with them, which they dropped on the floor when crossing the room. I was mesmerized as these beautiful ladies approached us; Melia tightened her grip on my lower back and ass, as if afraid I would pass out-a real possibility! I was soon surrounded by tiny. "Oh, no," I answered. "I've never travelled. Except for that trip with you to Greece." You'd be good. Think about it." she said, and continued on her way. I thought about it the rest of the day. Sudan? I barely knew where it was. I looked at an atlas. It was a large country in the middle of Africa.The next day I walked into the Director's office and said, "I'd like to learn more about that job in Sudan."She raised an eyebrow. "Is your husband also interested?" No."She raised the other eyebrow..