Up to this point I had not said one word to this lady. I just wanted to take her home and be done with this. She lived just out of the town limits. We...were a 100 yards from her house when I felt her hand down in my pants. I had been laid before but I had never had a girl touch my dick. I almost wrecked the car before I could pull over. By that time she had my pants unzipped and was jacking me off. My dick was in the hands of an experienced lady and she was doing things to me that I could only. ”The man who spoke, and was sitting across from her didn’t notice the darkening of her look as he’d said this last.It was all so long ago now. She could not recall when her opinion of her dad in prison had changed into something bordering on contempt. She was still grateful, even happy, that he had taken the fall for her, but not proud of him, if that would have been the way to say it, she thought. She’d cried her eyes out so many nights about it all, what had happened. Then, one night there. And she looked at me with some 'whipped puppy dog' stare and made sure I saw the tongue stud." Well, I guess that's a sign..." I'm going to make up a long lunch appointment, so I'll be out ... why don't you sorta 'drop in' at 11:30?" No ... I want her to come here." She'll be disappointed." Who cares what she thinks ... who's the master?"Lisa giggled. "You are, sir." That's better, and don't forget that! I'll deal with you later." Is that a promise, sir?" She laughed and hung up.The doorbell. I put the rake away. I wanted to stop Carlita’s actions so many times, but the price was too steep. I knew I would lose her completely, and selfishly I feared the thought of not seeing Alana. I was hit by the impossible situation again and chose to be non-confrontational.“Alana, I have something to show you,” I said, to her shock, as it was usually she that had to come up with ideas to coax me away.I had seen the conflict in her eyes, the fact that she was being used by her father, and I was.