Gives me the creeps. My friends and I go to the ladies room to freshen up. The guy that was watching me, followed me to the line for the restroom. ... glance over to him again, and realize it's my daddy. I was shocked to see him there, but excited in the same, cuz he got to see me being a slut on the bar.I walk over to him, he holds my head and kisses me. I tell him not here, Brian is with me. Daddy laughs and tells me, that Brian knows he's there and knows the plan of what is going to. I can't have your hands on my pussy. I can't have your fingers slowly fucking me, bringing me higher and higher to my climax. I can't have your tongue teasing me, and my clit. I crave it so bad, but I just can't have it. I hate not getting what I want. I want you, is that so much to ask for? Since I can't have you, and I just need to accept that; I need to find some way to get this frustration out, even if it is just for the night. Because feeling the way I am feeling right now, I am not going. In the whole with just two weak bulbs the shaddy room was darkly lit. The floor was dirty with trash, and burned cigarettes laying around. There were also some boxes close to the exit door, and an old looking, bettered couch at the left wall, facing the table. Zach dumped Tristan's still unconscious, but firmly breathing body to the ground, stretching his shoulder. Zach was weak but the the guy was huge and heavy, clearly solid muscle. Zach went to the boxes at his left, he couldn't wait any. Just do this for me, OK?"Arthur sighed. "OK..." He closed his eyes and concentrated. A shimmer appeared around him and American Maid gasped."So what did that pro-" Arthur stopped as he heard his voice. "Wh-what just happened?"American Maid clapped her hands together. "This is perfect!" she gushed.Carmelita held up a mirror for Arthur to see. In that mirror, he saw Carmelita. It took a second for the idea to register. "Wha- how- I'm YOU!"Carmelita grinned. "It's another feature of the moth.