This is where I sit and enjoy my first cup of coffee on days like this. I can look out the window and see the first rays of the sun. It’s still dark...out as I sip my coffee and relax while keeping a watchful eye out the window into the darkness.Ten minutes pass and it’s now 5:50. I rise and go back into the kitchen, rinse out my cup and walk back through the dark house to the bathroom. A quick look out the window before turning on the light. I put on some light makeup and lip gloss, pull my hair. In her aroused state, the slippery finger did not hurt, it just felt full in a different way. Never having experienced any anal play before she was intrigued by this new sensation. Catching on, Ernie slid the finger in and out gently as he continued licking her pussy. Her breath was becoming more ragged accentuated by gasps as he continued to play with her asshole. Bearing down he concentrated on licking her clit and soon he could feel the tremors of her orgasm begin to overtake her. Jackies. It was a weeknight, and it was getting late, so we had no trouble taking over a dark corner and settling in. The dancers were hot. They were some of the prettiest dancers I had ever seen. I almost mentioned to Doug that they were as pretty as the girls in Windsor Canada, but remembered that we found out about his parents the next morning, so I kept my mouth shut.The dances were ten dollars here instead of the five up at the other bar. With a group of our size coming in on a slow Wednesday. He had tears on his face, so I knew this was serious. I had only seen him cry twice, when my mom died and when I was in a car accident and almost died. Adam had tried to leave, but my dad saw him as part of the family so he said stay.The words ‘I have liver failure’ echoed through my head, and so did the words ‘four years left’. He died this february. And now I was reduced from daddy’s little girl, to daddy's little stripper.I awoke to my alarm and got ready to face the day, maybe I should see.