.. don't take me for granted."She dropped the towel on the floor and strolled to the bed, her breasts swaying provocatively."Harry ... I would never t...ke you for granted. Not after yesterday and last night. I just assumed, since you were going to be in Monte Carlo, that it would be convenient and cost-saving to stay with me." She smiled provocatively as she crawled up onto the bed and me.I laughed. "Bullshit! You just want your rent-a-hunk nearby." There's no need for naughty language, young. "I nodded as we passed the first level. Angelique suddenly shouted "tag" and touched me at the waist. She ran ahead of me, racing up the ramp."Careful!" I shouted as I jogged to keep up with the child. She giggled merrily as she weaved through the milling crowds.I made sure I stayed close to Angelique as she continued to head upwards. She passed the second level, but then paused when she was halfway to the third level. I caught up to her and picked her up."Caught!" I said."Where are we going?". It was long hot hours and we sometimes snipped at each other, but at the end of the day we were always holding each other and smiling. Sandy's and my showers together afterwards were especially fun. I love it when my girl smells like a french fry but getting to clean my wife's nook and cranny is fanfuckintastic.It would take a couple of weeks to put my plan in effect. In the mean time it was kind of cool around our house. Sandy hasn't put the whole "girlfriend home visit" out of her mind yet.. “You enjoy showing Dad your tits. You’re always hovering around him, loving him ogling your body.”“N-No I don’t,” she sobbed, tears building in her eyes.“Don’t lie to me ever!” I snarled and pain knifed into my mind. I shook my head, fighting back the dizzy wave. “Now tell me the truth.”“I hate it!” she hissed. “I hate his eyes on me! His disgusting, bleary eyes lusting after me. But it gets what I want. He doesn’t abuse me so long as I can just strut around him and give him a cheap thrill. But.