" You don't have to Daddy" she chirped. "All the girls said you can watch it too if you want to." Just then the other four girls came bouncing and lau...hing into the room.Melody was first. She was a tall slim girl whose body belonged on that of a girl three or four years older than she was. Every time Bob looked at Melody the word "ripe" popped into his mind. She had long straight midnight black hair to match her long slender legs, and a slightly oriental cast to her eyes.She was wearing a white. But... I needed Dr. Senior to fix me. To explain to me what was wrong with me. There had to be some way to stop women from throwing themselves at me. As great as the sex was, it was so wrong of me to enjoy it.Right?Did these women have any self-control? Did the really want to have sex with me? It seemed like they were just out of control with their lusts. Just slaves to the passion surging through their bodies. I had to be a terrible person to encourage that.But it felt so good.“Well come on,”. We resolved that weeks ago." I started to say something but the look in her eyes was one I had seen in Jan's eyes. I had never won those arguments and knew my chances of winning hadn't improved with Eve. I just nodded reluctantly.I was concerned about what could happen to Horace if it traversed the warm waters of the Gulf without changing course. It would be headed for my home again. Somehow, I had the feeling it would not be a weak category one when it made landfall.We took the limo to the. Too bad you don't have any oil or lotion here. Then we could really enjoy what's going to happen next." "I'm way ahead of you, Barocca," said Debbie. "Just give me a second." Debbie reached into a drawer of her desk, and produced a bottle of baby oil. "Damn, this gal really did think of everything," Barocca thought to herself. "Oh well, that's one more thing she'll answer to me for, in time." "Well what are you waiting for, honey?" asked Barocca. Debbie got on her knees close to Barocca.