As we sat down having a cigarette she was telling me about herself. Donna was in the kitchen talking to three blokes, they were having a right laugh a...d she was flirting in her own special way having consumed quite a drop of Scotch. After a half hour she said “I need the toilet” and Chris, the guy she’d originally eyed up showed her where it was.When she came out of the bathroom Chris was talking to two other guys, Connor, 35, and Steven, 29. Donna cheekily suggested they find somewhere quiet. She was getting a bit more irritated with him. A loud rap came to the door. She motioned to Gary to stay there and opened the door for her father. She greeted him with an enthusiastic hug. At a very healthy 6 foot 3, he was an impressive man on any day, but today he was at the top of his game. The white shirt flashed through the neck of his tuxedo jacket with brilliance. His cufflinks, diamond shape onyx, with a patterned C carved in them, set off the deep black of the tuxedo. He smiled. "Yes, but I tried to run away from here. Ned caught up with me and made me run all the way back home."Shirley giggled for a second, but I could tell that she was nervous when I opened the back door. Molly met us and immediately put Shirley at ease."Does she always call you Mr. Sammy?" Shirley whispered as we walked up the stairs."Yeah, it's a habit with her."I showed Shirley the room next to mine and then took her out on the balcony to survey the swimming pool and the lawns. "I can't believe. We made out for while, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. I kissed her neck and she really seemed to enjoy it. She sat up and propped her back on the headboard. I sat up and we stared at each other for a minute.“You know, I used to check you out when you’d come over,” she said. “Do you know what I used to do?”I asked, “What?” and she spread her legs apart, licked her fingers and started to rub her clit. Every so often she would pull on her piercing. She stared at me as she stuck one.