’ ‘We weren’t in a store, were we?’ ‘No.’ ‘And you’ve never said ‘my daughter’ before in my presence, have you?’ My gaze fell to...my feet. ‘No.’ ‘To know that you could even think that,’ Lynn paused to pan her face my way, ‘that really hurt. I don’t think you would have hurt me that much if you had asked for a separation.’ My eyes leapt from the floor to hers. ‘I never want to be with anyone but you!’ Lynn swallowed through a grimace. ‘Me neither.’ She popped her face forward, but not before I. She struggled weakly, and for only seconds, then gave up to the swelling chorus of lust and desire inside her overheated body.His fingers kneaded her ass through the skirt as his tongue duelled with hers inside her mouth. She felt her breasts hardening, her nipples pushing out against the thin, lacy french bra that held them barely in check.Then he pulled back, took her hand, and started walking forward again. She stumbled, completely off balance, both mentally and physically. They walked into. .."Another longer pause, "thank you, bye."She hung up, turned off the computer, straightened some stacks of papers, put the pictures away, than went to the door. Making sure it was closed and locked. Manty figured she was headed home and he thought he better head for home too. He ejected the video tape that the new security cameras had made. He looked at it and debated sending a copy to Tony's wife but decided he wouldn't. It was against the rules to take home any recording from security. After a wonderful meal we walked to 5th Avenue and did some quick shopping. We bought athletic clothing casual wear and another formal outfit since we had left all of our clothes in Fance, Ambassador Wilkenson was arranging for them to be shipped back to our home address. The girls insisted on a second set of formal wear just in case we made an appearance or two. I took the opportunity to require them to pick out two ensuring that one of them matched me for each set. They smiled and meekly.