"Eww, dad," I exclaimed, blushing. "It's not like that. I mean, yeah, Ilike both of them, but I just want one of them to ask me out. Maybe evento prom..." I know, honey, I just wanted to make sure." I know that Carrol likes me. And I'm pretty sure that Mel does as well.Why won't they ask me out?" I pouted. Dad felt sorry for me and put ahand on my shoulder."I'm sure that one of them will eventually," he told me. "I've seen theway that they look at you. Maybe they're just waiting for the. Do I want to use a pip for... what did you have in mind?" I was thinking of the thing we do where you do the full split, take my hands and pull me to you so my cock finds its own way." Nice," she said, thoughtfully, like she was considering if she wanted to use a pip in the way I had suggested."Or we could do something else? If you don't want to put out it's okay?"She leaned over to untie her sneakers and step out of them. I did the same."Oh, I definitely want to put out. Let's say we do that. As it was, James and I could return home with a sense of well-earned relief. Sounds fine, but driving from London to Manchester on a Friday evening meant at least five hours traveling, assuming there wasn't too much traffic. There was one consolation: being inherently rich, James had substituted a company car with a top-of-the-range Audi A8. Huge, luxurious, and fitted with every conceivable gimmick and gadget, I couldn’t wait to sink into the gorgeous, soft leather seats and let the climate. It was amazing how much she had changed since getting her degree and beginning her climb through management. She was no longer the almost awkward, semi-skinny little thing that rarely spoke up for herself. It must have been that her first chance to really compare her abilities with others in the business world had taught her that she was as good as any of them and better than most."What I can't figure..", I paused to find the right words as my granddaughter adjusted herself to a more.