“No, no, that is alright. I will handle it,” Kate stammered as she ushered Jen out and locked the door before turning to face her daddy.“Sir, I ...hought we were going to meet tonight.”“Like I said before your lovely, young assistant offered to help, which would have been very interesting, I am here to make sure you are following my instructions.”“I am, Daddy,” Kate meekly replied. “And I am so incredibly horny.”“Is that so, let Daddy see. Take off your skirt.”“Right now?” Daddy raised an eyebrow. Get her back here by six. OK?" She gave me a wad of fifty-dollar bills."Yes'm," I said with a smile, and I took the girl's hand and hurried her down the stairs and out to my car. "Buckle up," I said, thinking what I should do first, which was probably bonk her. But she smelled almost as bad as she looked.I took her to the only full-scale spa in town, ignored her whining, hustled her inside and told the lady at the desk, "Give her the works, especially the hair. Take care of her nails, shave her. “Hey,” he almost shouted, “I’m talking to you.”“Slut” she quickly said. She hurried on because she knew it would be difficult to do what she knew she had to do. Taking a deep breath she said to him:“Look this has finally got to stop. All this dirty stuff. I just can’t continue to do it. You keep forcing me to...” Roger slapped her across the face.She gasped audibly, looked around wildly and noting with chagrin that the usher, that Chet, was watching their little balcony scene.Roger plunged on:. I found him to be a nice man but he, like Mandy, was also big. Mandy had a health scare that was related to her weight. As a result of that scare, over the last six months she had lost about 40 pounds. Even though she had lost a lot weight she still has big breasts. She had also let her hair grow to medium shoulder length that made her look younger. Mandy was definitely tipsy but I could also tell something was wrong. We found a secluded table and I asked her if something was wrong. Mandy.