Gone was the proud moment of graduating high school as valedictorian. The two had been decidedly in the middle of the pack academically and nothing ch...nged when they'd gotten to college. Their dates on the night they had met had dumped them fairly soon afterward when it became clear that beneath their attractive exteriors was somewhat lacking in substance. Still, Tracy had somehow managed to make it through the nursing program and thanked her lucky stars when Dr. Dean "I'll Take Care of You". In fact, one thing Greg would often write on my wife's belly, just above her girdle, was: "Only whores and prostitutes wear girdles!" Then he would make her sign her name below the words, as if it were her own declaration (which, I suppose. unconsciously it was). It is a common entry in her diary.Perhaps it was the way she crossed her legs or a propensity to let stocking tops drift into view. Or perhaps it was a smile, or her laugh, or a seemingly harmless touch. I don't have Tony's obvious. All the girls at school have experience in sex and everything and I don't know anything. Please daddy." Was my daughter pleading for me to let her suck my cock or was I dreaming. I mean lately when her mum wasn't home I notice her outfits were a little revealing and it had gotten me hard but I never thought it was to seduce me. " no " I said quickly not knowing what to say to that. "I could get in alot of trouble" " please dad noone would know. I promise" before I could stop her my cock was out. ”Len stood up and glared first at me then at Blake. I rather think Blake wanted Len to say something, but Len had enough sense to cut his losses and walk out. He didn’t even stop at his desk. He just went right out the front door.“Jonas,” Blake’s voice sounded weary. “Would you be kind enough to close the door?”I closed the door and took a seat.“Jonas ... No, Mr Lots. I am deeply sorry. I hope you won’t think too badly of me. I never liked him, but as I said, I owed his father. That’s the only.