Maybe you can fill me in after the engagement, but before the wedding. I'm just a dumb GI, on leave, who was thunder struck two nights ago." Again wit... the marrying schtick? What is with that?" You're the one who said I was persistent. That is, if you can get over the gang-bang stuff and the Montrose stuff, and just be Mrs. Ortroski."She put on the sweater with the zipper again. Then started the struggle with her skin tight jeans. "Here be useful." And she stuck her foot at me.I grabbed the. “Truth?” It came out as a question more than a statement. I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with my dad.“Um, well, do you love your father?”My cheeks blazed with those memories. “Well, yeah, Dad.”“You need to take this seriously, Mr. A.,” Natalie admonished. “Truth or dare, Mr. A.?”He drew in a deep breath as if he were bracing himself. “Truth.”“How many women have you been with.”My eyes bulged.Dad groaned. “Uh, seven.”My cheeks burned as I realized it was my turn. I bit my lip. “Natalie, truth or. In the morning when she was awoke by her boyfriend bringing her coffee in bed, she thought of the old man, and felt horny again. As she dressed she stood in her underwear and blue shirt, company issue, and she wondered what he would do if he could see her as she stood in front of the mirror.At work as she loaded the mail up into the sack, she searched to see if he had any, he did not, and her heart sank, why she did not know, but her feeling between her legs spoke differently, she possessed. But right now I needed some ready cash to keep my own marriage on an even keel. I decided to swallow my pride. I’d given Dad a call and he’d invited me over.His place was in a classy residential district and when he answered the door it surprised me how good he looked! He was still a hunky guy, even approaching 50 the scoundrel!His hair was salt and pepper now but his body was in really good shape. He flashed an expensive smile saying simply “Hi ya Jadey.”I smiled openly at his old name for me.