"Here, let me help," he offered in his most fatherly voice, as if he was just helping me with homework or the dishes, but I could feel the tremor in h...s fingers as he touched me. "Do you like my new panties Daddy," I asked, a tipsy, teasing tone still in my voice, "I bought them just for tonight, just for you, just for my favorite man." "That's nice sweetie," he responded, as he lifted me so he could get the sheet out from under me. After finally getting me arranged and the sheet placed. "And you remember their daughter?" Yes... Sherry isn't it? She must be getting ready to graduate high school this year." Yeah, that's her. Well, Wally told me that last Sunday evening, Sherry and two of her friends used fake IDs to get into a nightclub across town. I think it's called the Peeled Onion."Angilee was having trouble swallowing."Did they get caught?" she asked still trying to affect complete ignorance."Yeah, Wally got a call from another parent and went to the club. He caught them. Tina has nice curves, certainly not fat, but not overly, bony skinny. We got to the symphony and as the valet took our car I noticed that there was a strip club across the street. Tina had a big smile on her face. "Surprise!" was all she said. I asked the valet if we could leave our car with them later. He told me that they were there until 1 AM and to enjoy the night out. I gave him a nice tip and went in. The symphony was good right before the start of the last piece before intermission Tina. "Why are you up so early, my love?" Annette spoke sleepily from the bed."I have many trips to make to the sawmill at Wallers, besides which I have promised François I would help in the stables: there are also many tasks to be done around the courtyard." I kissed her; she bore the scent of a bed-warm, sleep-drowsy woman."I thought last night was a dream, but now remember it as real. " She said, and her radiant smile saw me out of the door.I had made four trips to the sawmill by midday, each time.