It was almost like getting him in bed would win her a bet or something. He continued to resist. Thinking of Lulu made it easy.They were interrupted, t...hankfully, by the phone ringing. It was his publisher, who had read the romance novel and was ecstatic."Of course the original book is still on," he said. "But I convinced my boss to take this romance novel and the rights to that other book you were talking about, to make up for your lack of progress on the original book. I just wanted you to. It was Jessie'sdoor that had just closed. A troubling thought seized him, and he hurriedinto his room and saw that he hadn't shut down his laptop. The lastpicture was still on the screen. It showed the man lying over his youngdaughter's lap, the frilly panties were pulled back from his bottom...andthe girl was spanking him. Oh my God, he thought. Might she have been inhere and seen that? Was she just in here? How stupid of me to have notshut it down. He went to bed, but had trouble getting to. As she was thinking of what was going to happen next, Brad suddenly lifted her dress to her waist and pulled her panties aside. As he placed not one, but two fingers into her damp pussy, her knees buckled and he had to hold her up or surely she would have collapsed right then and there. “Guys, you ain’t gonna believe how fucking wet this cunt is. And it’s not only warm, it’s actually hot. Damn, this pussy must not have been getting much cock lately. Is that right, baby? Hasn’t Principal Farrell. .. Well, upon my return here last night, I determined that the indeterminable wait of a long engagement was not for me and I decided to throw caution to the winds. I am therefore going to ask Mademoiselle Daae to marry me ... tonight."I spent my day making all of the necessary arrangements for the services, and now need to tend to the final preparations here. Please place fresh linens on my bed and be sure that the room is immaculate. A florist should arrive any time now and I would like you.