”She began her sensual dance moves, her breasts seemingly trying to escape from her dress. She liked the looks of this guy likely in his mid-thirtie... and hoped for a slow dance.After the next dance, she got her wish and his body enveloped hers. She felt his hands smooth up and down her back with one resting on her left ass cheek“What’s with you and the old guy? He’s old enough to be your dad,” Jeff remarked.“That’s because he is my dad.”Jeff almost choked when he swallowed, “He’s your dad and. "Do you know what happens now, Sally?"Mom looked up at her."Spread your legs, Sally," Lisa commanded.Mom slowly spread her legs, causing her skirt to ride high up on her thighs. Her breath was coming shorter and deeper. "I'm going to raise your skirt now, Sally. So that we can all see your pussy. Do you want us to look at your pussy, Sally?"A sound, half moan and half whimper, came out of mom's mouth."Do you want us to look at your pussy?" Lisa repeated.Another visible shiver went through mom's. I was trying to force you to force me into having sex. When I think about it, it doesn't sound like I was ready either."Jessica started to get up and said, "I'll go get the ice cream."As she was getting up, I started thinking about what I really wanted and on reflex, I refused to let go of her hand and said, "WAIT!"Jessica stopped her movement and looked me in the eyes again. Her face was one of fear, as if she thought I was about to rape her. With an embarrassed voice, I said, "Jessica. I did. He's an attorney. They don't trust anyone. They're missing that gene."The attorney was not amused. I half expected him to pull a handful of antacids out of his pocket and gobble them down. I couldn't help wondering if he wears that same sour expression when he isn't at work.We sat down and the attorney went through the agreement pointing out all the places that required our signatures or initials. There were a hell of a lot of them. When we finally finished he handed the check to Mo. Mo signed.