" SMACK – SMACK – SMACK!I left my hand resting on her ass, feeling the warmth radiating from it as it darkened from light rose to red."How were yo... bad, Noreen? Tell me now, or I'm really gonna give it to you." Was it really me being a bastard? Naw, we were playing a little BDSM. It would become our thing. I would use it to wean her away from the darker sides of S&M to a lighter side that had no psychological repercussions."I ... I met Compton last night." A moment later she added, "Late last. ” I gave the next part a little thought but then said it anyway. “You girls cause me to jerk off whenever you are here together for a sleepover.”Vanessa said, “I love you Daddy, but you’re lying.”I swallowed hard and said, “I’m serious. You three girls drive me absolutely crazy. When you have a sleepover I have to go to my bedroom to stop myself from molesting you girls.”Vanessa said, “Do you really jerk off to thoughts of me?”I replied, “That is not an appropriate question to ask your own. ’ ‘Why did she tell you his name?’ ‘Because in case something happened… Scott, always boxes with her and then she gets all bloody and cries. That’s when she reminds me of who my daddy is and where I can find him.’ Bret said in a hushed voice. ‘Where can you find him Bret?’ Jerry asked softly. Fear entered the little boy’s eyes and he asked frantically, ‘Did something happen to mommy?’ ‘No, no, no she is fine. I was just curious what she told you.’ ‘Oh well she said to come to the city and look. I was so struck that I almost missed my cue. I came onstage and played my part, but I found myself looking at Jill with wonder, never having seen her in this way before. After this scene, she and I had to do a costume change while all the other performers were onstage. It was always just the two of us backstage at that time. The first time or two, we gave each other a quick smile before she went behind her curtain and I went behind mine. Separated by only a thin sheet of plywood, I couldn’t.