“God you don't know how much I fucking despise you cunt.” And with that he punched her face knocking her to the ground. Walking past her he kicked...her tits, “get back to fucking work you lazy bitch”. “Yes Sir.”Starting ChoresActually she did have a pretty good idea how much he despised her, if for no other the reason then how frequently he told her. But there were more tangible clues as well. The way he constantly scowled, glared and leered at her told her how low she must be to him. The only. My heart was beating so fast, as I was feeling nervous and excited all at the same time.After what seemed like a long while, the car stopped. Jack came to my side and helped me out. He held my hand and took me to the location. We walked for what seemed like a long while. Finally, we got to where he wanted us to be.Jack started to undress me. He instructed me to lift my arms and he helped me take off my shirt. He removed my shoes, took off my bra, pulled down my jeans, and removed my panties.. I sit next to my fully naked dad and he takes my hand and places it on his cock. He tells me to rub it fast and after about 2 minutes he tells me to stop. My daddy makes me stand and starts stripping my clothes of with an urgency, once he gets to my bra and pants he stops dead in his tracks. He stares at me for a minute or so eyeing up my body head to toe with me just standing in my pants and bra. Id never thought about my daddy in this way before but know I've seen him naked wanking before my. The bands were always better known, and the dress was a little more formal. I had only recently made the A list, and had celebrated by going out and buying a new formal dinner jacket and cummerbund. I had grown to about six feet one and had put on enough weight that I didn't look skeletal anymore. I thought I looked pretty good in the new dinner jacket, and was anxious to see if the Griswold ladies held a similar opinion.On this particular evening Mr. Hoskins, who was in charge of the dances,.