He had some unfinished business with the widow.The smoke plume was drifting over Main Street when Blackie reached the platform. There was only a famil...y of sodbusters heading back east. Probably, they chucked it in after the long summer drought. The daughter, a pretty thing of about 18 kept twisting her hair and giving him a sideways look like she had a real itch between her legs. Since they were leaving, it didn't seem like it would be worthwhile to give the girl a tumble and he was waiting on. Upwards she wares a leather collar around her throat. Other than that she's completely naked with her exposed breasts always out in display. I approach her while she watches a children's show on the large monitor in the entertainment-den. She sees me and sits herself upright facing me on her knees and holds out her breasts with her hands in presentation.I reach down and gently grip one mound of soft flesh and gently pull her up with it."Come with me." And she follows. I have plans tonight to. "You'll get plenty of time to get reacquainted after she wears him out." Stephen Hastings! What a way to talk about your own daughter!" Hey, I love my daughter very much, partly because we don't have secrets from each other. After eight years of playing footsie with those stuffed shirts in Washington, wouldn't you want to let your hair down a little?" Actually, sweetheart, if you can wrest your gaze from the lusty couple, you might notice that my hair is down, and since it appears that we're. "Nope, he's third." Kelly?" Robbie asked as she paid for her lunch."Fifth," I said with a straight face.Robbie looked at me. "No, the world isn't that warped."I just smiled."Ladies!" I yelled about medium loud.Nobody paid any attention."Not like that," Stephy Ward said. "You got to do it like on the bus after a meet." She took a deep breath, "Get your butts over here!" she yelled at full volume.The girls all stopped talking and came over in front of us and sat down."See?" Stephy said looking at.