"A man is following you. He's armed, and he may be under orders to killyou."I feel my whole body go rigid. I've heard that voice before, and not sover... long ago. I don't need to turn my head to know that it belongs to thesentry who stopped me at Marlborough Gate.Though it's what he said that should give me greater cause for concern.I've been so preoccupied with not making a fool of myself I'd banishedfrom my mind the idea that people might be looking for me - with a view totaking more drastic. But Amber called me last night while you were asleep and filled me in.” Then she grinned. “Girls like to talk and gossip, you know. That’s what we do.”Franklin blushed. They may have been adults, but it was still awkward for him to discuss his sex life with his own daughter. He was about to stammer a response, but there was no use hiding the truth. Instead, it was time to be open and candid. “So how do you feel about your old man sleeping with your best friend?”“If I had a problem with. She needed a sign from him. Something to tell her that she hadn't been played."I—" he started. There was a long pause. "I don't suppose we could see each other again? Go out to dinner or for drinks?" I don't date clients," Marissa replied reflexively, and almost immediately she wished she had kept her mouth shut.Alan fell silent. He looked away and out the window.She searched his face for hints. There was pain there, not the same as he felt for his wife. But something new. It probably matched. Needless to say, my eyes weren't about to come off that screen even for a second. Not even the sight of Phil's pecker made me look away.I tried my best to focus on her the most I could and masturbated again. I didn't even check to make sure no one else was home; I just had Danica on my mind and my hands on my dick. I pleasured myself nonstop and even just put the video on autorepeat."Oh, I've never felt so good and bad at the same time before in my life. I shouldn't see my step-mom in this.