" Dave said, placing a leather clad hand on my shoulder, close to my neck. I didn't notice him moving so close, distracted by the smell of the jacket ...s I was, now ever stronger when the man the musk was originating from was standing so close. I was feeling small next to this taller man, not used to being the short one he felt overpowering, strong, superior. "I-I, I don't know, maybe I should try the others again." I stammered nervously. "I think you should keep it on boy, it really does look. “When we’re kissing and stuff he keeps taking my hand and trying to put it on his, hum.” “Cock?” I asked.She gave a slight nod and a tear fell. “So what’s the problem? You don’t want to?” “No, no it’s not that. Not that at all. I do want to do it but I don’t know how.” She stuttered and softly said “I’ve uh, never touched a guy before. I’m afraid I’ll do it wrong and he’ll laugh or I’ll hurt him.”My mind was blank. Had she never touched a guy before? NEVER?? Holy shit, was she a virgin? I. “Now, I saw a lot of men handing out their cards. I don’t want to lose you from the company.”“Oh, behave, Howard.”“I don’t, Jo and to be honest I’m more concerned about you leaving to get back modelling again. You look stunning in those photoshoots you show me and tonight… well…beautiful.”Jo blushed.“You were flirting a lot with Jacob.”“Well, he kept complimenting me… what could I do? He thought I was only forty. Clearly that latest Botox worked.”They giggled again.Even with a few extra lines. She was a free spirit, much like her mother. The main problems we had were rooted in my long work hours and my inability to spend quality time with her. Because of her mother’s travels as a freelance magazine correspondent, when she and I divorced, we agreed that a stable home would be best for my daughter and that I would be the better parent to raise her. I sometimes questioned the judgment of that decision but I was determined to make it the right one. Now it was all for naught. She was.