I didn’t care because I really liked the thought of an older man using me. Anyway I said, “No,” to him. He looked me up and down and asked, “...ell what are you doing here?” All I could think to say was, “I’m waiting for you?” He smiled, leaned toward me and whispered, “What do you want to do?” My mouth was dry and my heart was racing by this time and I said quietly, “Anything you want.” Then he smiled at me and said, “Follow me.” He walked up the ramps towards the parking area and walked over. "You have become like a drug to me, ch?re. I can't stop thinking ofyou," she said and kissed her again."Thank goodness General Skarpsv?rd kept me busy or I may have gone AWOLto come find you," Asta replied. "All I could think about was fallingasleep in your arms this morning and how wonderful that felt." Why didn't you come stand with me and keep me company with thoseladies. Some of them are such bore." You're Majesty, it would not be appropriate for me to be in thoseconversations. Who am I. In spades. His kink? Underwear. He apparently gets more turned on by seeing women in sexy lingerie than seeing them naked. It excites him to see an errant bra strap, or a quick glimpse down a blouse, or a view up a skirt. Well, well. Old Mary living with a dirty old man. Lucky her!That was the one he knew he had. Others, like mine, he was going to have to discover, although he was certainly excited by the humiliation, cock-slapping photos we saw. I thought I might quite enjoy administering. There was very little ambient light where Dad was going, so he shouldn't appear in the visible spectrum either.I watched their screens carefully, seeing nothing. After a minute, Julia walked in front of the living room window again, letting me know that Dad had returned inside.I sent another four trills. The next stage was for my families to place several innocuous calls, calling from their landline, their and my cells, while I watched to see if there was any reaction below me.There was none..