She was a bad girl to do things like this, but Melissa always knew just how to tease her daddy and after all, behaving like a vulgar slut turned her o... just as much as it did him. She turned her back to him and bent over, straining to bend as far as she could, her hands wrapped around her lacy ankle socks at the end of her long coltish legs, offering her wickedly bare ass to her own father. The unaccustomed heels made her unsteady, and even though she'd promised herself that she wouldn't, she. She had wooden furniture and a nice king sized bed. I slowly laid her on the bed, “would you like me to get you anything?” I asked, looking down toward her. She looked ill. But somehow. Her beauty was still as identical to how she looked yesterday. “No, I think it’ll pass” she said. I had let go of her body, but she reached out to grab my hand. She held it, and stared up toward me “Don’t leave yet, please, I wanted you to stay with me over the weekend. Ill wash your clothes ready for tomorrow,. “In charge. I make ‘em beg for it sometimes, jus’ bring ‘em up and then hold ‘em off. Y’ought’a see the looks on their faces.”‘You’ve got a mean streak,” I said.She nodded and laughed. “You want me to suck yours?”“Not right now,” I said, not sure why.“How far’s the crossroads?” she asked out of the blue.“Not sure,” I said. “Haven’t been this way for a spell.” I helped her back up and then trotted alongside the old mare for a while, wondering about the variety of human life.I saw the sign post. The voice, that wasn't really a voice said.Bullshit, you are going to get the senator killed, if you don't give me all you have, I said wordlessly.Look you are such a hot shot operative, we are going to give you a shot. Do what you can, with what you have. When it is over, we will all know where we need to go. You might just decide that we do know best after all. Tell no one who you are working for, otherwise do what you have to do.In the hidden part of my mind, I knew that something wasn't.