For some reason, though, these perverts seem to take extra pleasure from making us do it because she's my daughter.We came together and hugged and kis...sed for a minute before we went to the floor and started making out. Quietly in the background I could hear Mr. Kent's friend exclaiming breathlessly, "Holy shit!" and "Son of a bitch!" and "Would you look at that! Clark, you're one lucky cocksucker!"Mr. Kent never said a word. He just basked in the glow of this kinky bastard's adulation.Heather. So don't be surprised. My only excuse is that the alternatives are worse and that Elizabeth connived at it."I watched Mike nervously. If the college porters disapproved, then we were in for a rough time. They were a more serious barometer of public opinion than the chapter.Mike looked at me speculatively. "Well, the young lady and your wife were always around together, all through the last two terms. We did wonder, them spending so much time together."He thought for a while and looked at me. "Casey, I'm going to get some punch, you want some?" Tracy yelled above the loud music."Sure! Thanks!" Casey kept dancing, and Tracy spent a moment just watching her move. Shaking her head to clear it a bit, she moved to the refreshment table and grabbed a couple of glasses."Hey, Tracy. Nice night for a dance." Despite the words, the voice behind Tracy practically dripped with venom. She turned to face Victor."It could be nicer..." She answered with a straight face."Oh yes, it could." Victor,. " I was in black dress slacks, with a cream shirt, no tie, and a beige linen jacket. I grinned at her."Did you honestly believe that I would wear Jeans to a meal when my mother was coming?" She started to laugh, holding her hand in front of her mouth."We've started have we. You could at least wait until we were seated."It didn't take long to get to the restaurant, about twenty minutes without hurrying. I helped Ann from the car, and she held my arm as we walked in. We were shown to out table,.