My stepdaughter looked at me. She had a shocked look on her face."You're serious?" Mandy said.I just shrugged."I'm tired of her shit. We might as well...have some fun. What's the worst thing that can happen? She walks in and sees us doing this shit? It was already starting when she got a stick in her ass and walked out, being all fucking prudish," I finally said.My stepdaughter stood up, looked over her shoulder, and without a word, pulled the string on her bikini bottom and pulled it off.'Holy. His hands were soon removing my upper clothing and expertly exploring my body, which I enjoyed."We'd be more comfy in the back", he suggested. I was more than willing and hurriedly changed places.We then moved to the back seat where he stripped me completely naked, as he kissed and fondled me all over."What a great body. I love pert, firm breasts; yours are perfect", he said, his hands expertly caressing them; he had obviously done this before.Gripping his head I kissed him passionately, as his. What more could I ask.“So you want a job,” I said thoughtfully.“I do,” she answered looking me straight in the eye.“Do you have a license?”“You have to work three years before you can get an agency license. I’ve served two under Lars,” she answered.“I meant a driver’s license,” I said. You needn’t have been around the block a few times for me to be interested, but you do need a license.“Oh, of course.”“Good. As soon as I can get out of here, your first job is to drive Maizie and me back to. I'm describing all the knowledge for which you should get credit, and from this list, I will have questions for Cindy and Tina and Susan." She sighed. "Cindy will be right in here with you. Susan and Tina are capable, but not like this." Tina's the organizer of workflow. She manages. Directs. Doesn't get into the absolute nutty detail of some of the things, but she brings the assets and processes together. Susan's our artificer. We can sketch up something and Susan can make it. Or call somebody.