I sat there for a while trying to process what he had said. Then I realized that I had a massive hard on. I then found myself walking into my bedroom....As I lay on my bed thinking, I realized I had gotten turned on by him. There was a question that kept poping into my head, did he want to be a full girl, or what? I decided to go ask him. I walked to his bedroom door, and knocked. When he said enter, I opened the door, and saw him in a very sheer nighty, and thong panties, and damn it looked. The club was a mixture of disco and strip joint, and there were quite a number of hookers about. I was dressed in a very short, tight dress, with no bra underneath, long, black, hold-up stockings and a pair of incredibly high, fuck-me stiletto heels, so the guy naturally assumed I was a hooker when I asked him to dance. As Al watched from a table close by, I led the boy on, by pressing my leg into his groin, then by feeling his dick through his loose-cut trousers, pulling on it and getting him. I started to get out from under the truck and when almost ready to sit up there was April, her feet either side of me and me looking right up her skirt, “Like what you see Jim?” she asked. At first I couldn’t say anything, her pussy was right there, no undies under her skirt.“Well Jim, you like my hairy pussy?’ she asker again, all I could do was shake my head yes. “I’ve seen you look at me when I come in with that teenage boy lust in your eyes, and that tent that grows in. Your cow of a wife can't compete." Anna heard the words and was shocked. Surely her father didn't value her at all. But she realized that he did value her, but only as his property. This wasn't love, neither his nor her brother's jealousy or lust. They didn't love her, ever.She obediently slid from the table when her father commanded it, and took his cock in her mouth as he sat back down to continue dinner. "You didn't want her at all?" he asked. Vladimir didn't respond at first, but.