As I zipped myself up I heard a small voice say, "Thank you, Sir."I exited the store and returned to the van. A few minutes later I was joined by MG w...o had Jacqui in tow, the front of her dress was a mess as was her lipstick but she seemed like she was glowing with pleasure and happiness. She looked at me to gauge my reaction; I gave her a tissue and a wink that I hoped conveyed that everything was good.MG returned us to town where she dropped us off at the door of our apartment. I don't think. I wasn't mad at Robert, or even Claudia, just myself mostly. I felt ashamed because I hadn't stood up for my rights as a girlfriend. Every other girl in school guarded her boyfriend jealously, if she had one, I mean. Claudia didn't have a boyfriend, she just liked to fuck, but that didn't make her a slut either. She picked the boy she wanted, used him however she liked, and moved on to the next one. A slut, on the other hand, didn't get to pick. She ended up on her back for any cock that came. Her full ripe breasts strained against her prim white blouse. She had kicked off her shoes and socks and her bare legs were smooth and slender beneath her pleated shirt. He had to remind himself that Davie was no longer a child and he couldn't treat her as one now. He also had to remind himself that she was his daughter."Did you have a nice chat with Trish Byers?" he suddenly asked. Davie opened her eyes and looked at her father, "Oh yes, Daddy. She's so understanding. Really a nice woman. And. Wait for the bit. Hee hee hee. Look at her. Smile. Walkaway. Jack off. Carry tool table to her left side. Set it down. She'swatching, terrified, crying now. Put the bit in her mouth, strap ittight. She's shaking with fear. Oh damn! I have to jack off again. Herfear is such an aphrodisiac. Put on latex gloves, smile. Wash needles,rings in alcohol. Whistle. 'Whistle while you work, da de da da da'. Ithink she'll pass out. Smile at her. Hmmm, I must work from the rightside, I'm right.