She had put my daughter to bed a half hour earlier and it was apparent by her puffy eyes and running mascara that she had been crying. Concerned, I to...k her hand and guided her to the couch where we sat down together. I asked her what was troubling her and it all spilled out with a fresh river of tears. She confessed that she was heart broken that the boys never paid her any attention because she was so ugly and that she had never even kissed a boy. I was touched by her honesty and aroused by. I have to think of doing thecleaning and house work as payment for her letting me live here. I couldhave moved in with Dad after the divorce, but he's just plain dirty. Ipreferred living here with Mom and part of the arrangement was that Iwas to learn to be neat and clean, just opposite of my father's nastyhabits. So Mother makes sure I know there is a place for everything andeverything in its place."Jack responded by telling me he noticed how I often put things awayalmost before we were done. In his opinion, she’d gotten exactly what she’d asked for. The way he looked at it, her resistance was just her way of making herself feel less guilty about trading her body for getting out of a speeding ticket. As he recalled what had happened in the motel room, a crooked smile formed on the drunken officer’s face. ‘Yeah,’ he thought, ‘it was kinda nice havin’ sex that way.’ A half-hour later, a State Patrol unit made a pass through the parking lot. ‘Must be they’re looking for some scumbag,’. We'd gone into town early and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast at a small café I'd been using, Mickey was in a sombre mood and dressed accordingly in a grey business suit, the mini skirt wasn't too short and her generous breasts were well confined beneath her jacket.People looked at her and then often looked again when they saw the eye-patch and she certainly enjoyed all the attention,"I think I'll leave this on" she said as we sipped our coffee, "I'm quite enjoying all the looks I'm.