The anger in his voice told her it would not be a good time to ignore him, no matter how much she wanted to stay in bed."Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, damn ...t!" she muttered under her breath. She wasn't brave enough to say it loud enough that her pa might hear it.Grabbing her nightgown, she slipped it over her head. In her haste, she didn't bother with panties.Crossing the room, she called out, "I'm coming, Pa."Her pa's anger made her forget the robe as she hurried over to the poker table."Yeah, Pa?. " Sarah said innocently.Maggie laughed. "I'll bet!" was all she said though.They made some lunch and Phil joined them just as they were sitting down at the kitchen table."Help yourself to coffee," Maggie told him pointing to the half full coffee pot on the side.They three of them chattered happily as they ate down sandwiches and drank the coffee pot dry.Sarah spent the afternoon with Phil remote accessing some of the servers they supported.As the afternoon drew to a close Phil grabbed his. ’ Marci said, giving my cock a squeeze. ‘Yes, Mistress. Thank you.’ I responded with a soft moan. ‘Right, stand up! It’s time for your chores. I want you to empty these shelves and clean them, then put the books and CDs back in order.’ I stood and curtsied. ‘Yes, mistress.’ Marci returned to her computer while I emptied the shelves, remembering to always bend from the waist. Marci watched for a while, enjoying the sight of my stocking tops and arse being displayed like that, then. I guess I'd thought about the act, both with a fear of the act itself and with a fear that I might like it. The thought certainly made me feel funny. But I'd obviously never been anywhere remotely close to that. "You're obviously afraid of the idea but it seems to be the kind of thing that would really do it for you." I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Yes, I had had those thoughts, scary but at the same time far too alluring. And it being Ms. Dailey saying this to me was too much to.