I risked a quick glance and saw him staring at me.He was taking the bait. As I started to stand, I dropped a card out of my purse and had to turn arou...d to get it. This time, I assumed a little more modest pose. Though I knew he would now get to look and see my nice firm tits straining inside my cleavage.I looked at him as I stood up and smiled at this young black man. I could see a bulge in the front of his pants and a smile on his face. Then I spotted a lingerie store just on the other side. So did I. When she came home that night, she was different, kind of. Better. It was like she didn't have this big hole inside of her anymore."I asked her what had happened to her and she laughed. I hadn't heard her that happy, well, ever, I don't think. And she was sooo excited. She told me she had met some guy at that stupid party and that he had blown the easiest and best fuck of his life by asking her to marry him."Don't get mad, Larry. She meant it nicer than it sounds. She was really,. .. you can only touch yourself with my permission." "Yes mistress. Of course..."I still have the drying liquid syrup from her cunt on my face as I drive to the dress store, my cock aching in my pants.-----We arrive at a very nice dress store, with a seamstress on hand for alterations, and attentive staff. It is a store I took my daughter a number of times through her school years. Several women greet me by name, "Good afternoon Mr. Dillard," and inquire after Dani's wishes. I can feel my cheeks. The crime was I was thirteen, and she had returned expectantly and had caught us naked in bed.We drove down to the local clinic, where I sat shame-faced waiting on the police surgeon to give me an examination.After an hour or so, this stern faced man, dressed in a tuxedos, arrived, clearly annoyed at being dragged away from the event, but his face and body language changed, when he saw me.Mother spoke at a distance from me so I was out of ear shot, and he read a statement given, all the time.