They were all amazing lookers too.One day they were discussing their disappointment and Trace, as she likes to called said they should go to a nice cl...b in town. The other 2 girls asked as to where that was and what kinda club?Trace explained that she had chatted to lad in the warehouse where they worked and he said that the back of town was a negro club, they invited white Lady's, but not white guys?Sue said,' Oh a bit racist of them!'. They all laughed.After a chat they all agreed to give it. I positioned the soft pillowed lounge chair so that I was facing the center of the pool but back far enough so I could flash her from any spot she was working from. I put on a pair of reflective sunglasses; the ones with mirror finishes like the one some cops wear. I figured I could look at her anytime I wanted and she wouldn’t know if I was awake or asleep. And faking being asleep was my intention. I put the check for her services on top of the radio sitting on the table next to my chair. On. Jason had explicitly told her that she wasn’t able to comment or judge his relationship with Emma - and so she had gone the other way. She had manipulated him to regain access to his room all so she could manufacture this very moment. To ‘solve’ the problem of Emma - an uncontrolled wild card in her efforts to make sure he was happy - she just had to add her to the fold.Jason’s chest felt tight as he came to a stop a few steps behind Emma. She wasn’t aware of his presence yet; she blinked her. Ken understood that his daughter needed him in more than one way. He roughly turned her around. Kathleen soon put her hands on the table and bent forward, position they both had used many times now. Kathleen felt her father impatiently opened her trousers and pulled them down along with her soaking panties. Ken lifted his daughter's one foot and did not bother to remove the trousers from the other, as her legs were free to be separated to his wishes.Kathleen heard her father's zipper's sound..