Then he went to the front door and slammed it, turning and tiptoeing down the long hall toward MaryAnn's door. He knew he'd be sorely disappointed if ...he wasn't there after all, but a sixth sense told him that she was. He knocked softly at the door, holding his breath until there was a soft answer."Daddy? Come in, darling!"Nervously, Don entered, recalling the first night he had entered this now familiar room. To his surprise he found both MaryAnn and her brother, Rick, sitting completely nude. ‘So, what do we do?’ ‘How the hell did this happen?’ Dylan asked, becoming agitated. He felt the choking feeling creeping up on him again. ‘Well, the thing is…’ Phil started looking embarrassed, shuffling papers on his desk. ‘What?’ Dylan asked. ‘Well, the thing is, I sorta kinda maybe told Bob that it was your fault.’ Phil ducked, afraid Dylan would strike. ‘You – you did what?’ Dylan asked shocked. Had he heard right? His most trusted friend at the firm, making him take the fall? ‘I didn’t. ”That hurried her and she shed her own white t shirt without a thought.He stopped her in the middle of the change and simply snapped at her: “Lose the bra, slut.”“Yes, sir, of course,” she said to him quickly and removed, with a kind of perverse pleasure, her bra, allowing her large nippled tits swing free.Then she donned the t shirt that proclaimed to the world what she knew that a growing number of men were now aware of: Roger, Tommie, Leny, Petro, Karl and his buddies, namely that she gave. With a friend!... the friend was a cute, nerdy type that she instantly knew was ripe for the licking. She hadn't had a threesome in a while, and although it would only count as one point since she'd already seduced Amy, a threesome would be fun.Veronica looked the fashion-challenged girl over, and she could see that sexually she was a lost soul... a perceptive gift she'd always had. She also noticed that, not surprisingly, Amy was wearing the nylons she'd given her yesterday.Veronica sauntered.