Please?" Her begging finally satisfied Mr S. He gently took her hand and pulled her to her feet. "Well, you asked for it." He winked at her mysterio...sly. "Turn around and bend over my desk." Claire's eyes widened as she froze to the spot, reminding him of a terrified deer. "Now!" Reluctantly, she turned and placed her hands on the big wooden desk, leaning forwards ever so slightly. She felt his hand on her back, pushing her down forwards so that her breasts gently pressed against the hard. "I?m sure it?ll be OK." Let me ask my Mom." OK," I told him. "Hey Cali, Mom wants to see you too. Can she come too." I?d better ask Mom. Hey Mom, is it OK if Corrine brings Frankie and Mrs. Ford?" Sure, dear. The more the merrier." Sure Corrine, bring them both." We?ll be right there." "Bye."A few minutes later, Dad walked into the room. "I don?t know why you got me all those clothes. It?s not like I?m going make a habit of wearing this kind of thing." "I wouldn?t count on that. You may just. As she got closer, she was able to make it out more clearly. It lay in the ground, alone and undisturbed, as if someone had forgotten it here, or had dropped it without realizing it. It was indeed metal, a silvery sphere that glistened brightly in the sun. It was perfectly smooth and was roughly the size of a soccer ball. There were no markings or any other signs of any sort on it. No scratches either. It was as pristine as could be.Samantha stopped a few feet from it and hunkered down, trying. She was responding with quite some passion. I caught Jerrys attention and pointed out the couple. Are they?… He anticipated my question. Yep, thats his daughter Brittany. Isnt she hot? Hot didnt cover it by a long shot. In one of the tightest and shortest skirts on offer there, as she stood on tip-toe to kiss her father, his hand dropped to her bottom and began just rubbing it affectionately. I couldnt believe what I was seeing&hellip,.but I wanted to see more! Michelle I noticed, had left her.