It took a couple on long seconds for it to register. When I moved my gaze from her crotch to her face she was looking at me and smiling.I beat a hell...of a fast, and clumsy retreat. I almost fell I was trying so hard to get out of her room. Yes I was embarrassed and didn’t handle it well at all. Seeing a sixteen year old girl obviously masturbating was an unnerving site to a fifty year old man. Especially one who had recently been sexually involved with her mother, who also happened to be. Every day was about the same. Ann and I worked in the store. Danica worked about ten hours a week and the rest of the time she went to school or studied her lessons.One night Dad, Mom, me, Ann, and Danica went out to a restaurant on Dad’s dime. Dad tried to get Ann to take a drink, but she wouldn’t, telling him it made her feel funny. That was the night that Ann announced that I had promised to drive her to Nebraska to close out their storage facility. Danica stated flatly, “I want to go,. He switched on some smooth music on the club system so we would not be working in silence and the shoot began. As the cameras started clicking and a few videos began recording, the requests for poses were fairly reserved, “Stand up, sit down, cross your legs, reach out an arm, pout at the camera” etc. Honey was reveling in the attention, showing off for all these men, but it became clear there was another hidden agenda. She stood up and began to gyrate seductively to the music. As the cameras. “You should try it,” said Alex. “Take off your shirt.”“What? No way, Alex! This is different.”“Oh come on. He’s seen you before. It will feel delicious. I promise.”“This is different,” insisted Ronnie.“Why? Because you can see him, too? He’s not going to be naked.”“You’re not naked,” said Ronnie. “You still have sweats on.”“If you take your shirt off, I’ll take my sweats off,” offered Alex. “I’m not wearing panties under them.”“This is crazy!” moaned Ronnie.“Crazy fun,” countered Alex.“I have.