She locked her bedroom door and put on some music and layed down on her queen size bed. She stared at the ceiling as she thought about her father. She...imagined him walking into her room and locking the door behind him. He came up between her legs and slowly started taking off her skirt as he looked at her smiling. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time Katie" He would say as he started unbuttoning and unzipping his work pants. He would bend down between her legs and softly kiss her soft. Surely, neither was Emma. But I hadn't expected Emma to be walking around like this."Hi Dick. It's a lovely day, isn't it?" I could smell the jasmine scent that she always wore."Yes, yes. Quite nice Emma. Yes. Do you need something from me dear?"She slowly walked over and stood beside my desk. I was seated behind it, with paperwork spread out. Her delicate hand reached out to touch my arm. Her breasts were not pendulous at all. They were firm and like cones in shape. Her nipples were red as. It wasn’t like he would normally do. This was like, softer, or something. It was kinda scary, I could tell he was wanting something more, ya know?’ ‘Yeah, I understand what you’re saying.’ I said, in a catch-22. My eye-contact was diverting her attention from what was becoming a steadily more noticeable bulge in my pants, but it was also perpetrating a feeling of connection that I definitely felt and that, as I later learned, she would use to her advantage. ‘Well, I tried to pull away, because. I know it's wrong but I'm making a lot of money and besides, Mister Ramsay is a Deacon in the church and Mister Smart is sort of an elder so it can't be that bad." Would you say all of that in court, Ms. Foster?" I will if you get my mother out of jail." And will you swear that everything you say is true?" I know stuff about Mister Smart that I wouldn't know if he hadn't done me. And I bet the room I use is owned by him or the Deacon. And I'll swear on the Bible to all of it."Durham.