Wednesday after-noon, 5:30, Alan is home preparing dinner for his family, as 9 year old Alana comes in from her friends house, after doing homework wi...h her friend, and surprised that her Father is there cooking," Hi Mommy, OH! Daddy you're here!" And where do you think I'm supposed to be? and don't I rate a hello too?" he says teasing his daughter."Oh, Daddy, you're being silly!" She giggles."About you not saying hello?" he says with an arched eyebrow, and hands on his hips.Alana leans on the. Breckinridge’s hands started to shake, “Oh my, oh my, oh my god.” Her haughty attitude disappeared, and she had tears in her eyes, “I’ll stop seeing that young man. What do you want? Money?”Jenny took Mrs. Breckinridge’s hand to try and calm her, “That is not our intent. We are not here to stop you from having an affair or blackmail you for money. I am the last one in the world to tell someone not to have a little fun in bed. All we want is for you to get your husband to drop the charges. He stepped closer, and I turned around, grinding against him, this time, feeling his hard on. He pushed me away from him, and onto the bed. I flipped over, and spread my legs, running my hands up my inner thighs, accenting them. He jumped onto the bed as well, tracing his finger up my thigh, and along the edge of my thong. I could feel how soaked I was now, recognizing it. He rubbed my swollen clit through the fabric, and I moaned. I closed my eyes, and heard him unzipping his pants. I opened. That night he was exhausted and couldn't wait to just lie in bed and relax.Aaron went off to his room and took of his shirt and pants. He remained in his black silk boxers and nothing else. He was about to get his bed ready, when he heard a soft knock on his door. "What now?" He murmured.He went over to answer the door and his breath grew short as he saw Paris Hilton standing there at his door. She smiled sweetly at him. "Aaron? Nick is... well he's passed out. I think he had a bit too much to.