I hurried toward Doug’s office, but was stopped by one of the secretaries. “What’s going on? Is Natalie all right?” she asked, her voice fille... with concern. “She will be,” I answered, continuing on to Doug’s office. Not wanting to waste time with long explanations, I poked my head through his door. “Hey Doug, Natalie isn’t feeling well and needs me to drive her home. Is it all right if I take off?” He looked up from his work. “Ah... Yeah sure, go ahead. Hope it’s nothing serious,” he called,. I had forgotten about my daughter’s unusual return from school when I heard her bedroom door finally open again before she descended the stairs. A few moments later, she came into the living room as I was flipping channels, not particularly sure what was worth watching on television during a weekday late afternoon. ‘Should I make dinner tonight, Daddy?’ Charlotte asked. That surprised me a little. I knew that she could cook a few things — Christine had certainly seen to that — but I had not. "Uh-oh," he said. He glanced at her and grinned. "The animal is alive." Just thinking," she said. She stroked his thigh, her eyes were closed again, letting herself feel the coarse weave of his jeans."Dammit," Gary said after a few more minutes, "my dick is going to break off." He pushed himself up in the seat, reached down the front of his pants and changed things around.Joan laughed, and when he sat down, she put her hand back in his lap. He was erect. His penis reaching up beneath his fly to. I need steel toed boots which he can lend me for this week along with a hammer, gloves, tool belt and a hard hat.Tuesday morning at 6:00 he picks me up at my grandparents and we are on the road in his 3 ton truck. It is not a very busy road & about 10 miles out he asks, "Feel like sucking some cock?"I'm not really shocked. I figured something horny would happen. I reply "sure, but how do we manage that"."Grab the wheel and steer" he says".I move over and reach for the wheel. He unzips and.