Perhaps, Mister Glock should ride with us for a while.”The rest of the ride back was quiet.We went inside and Frank headed upstairs to dress and giv...e Pam some underclothes even if she wore one of Lisa’s dresses.We went to Sunday school in my car and Paul’s. Our class was glad to have Lisa back but Pam was obviously a big hit with them. Frank and I stayed back while our wives were mobbed by the students. I didn’t mind that they were popular. After all, Frank and I loved them both. The class was. Afterwards, you went to the reception, and danced and drank."What time is the flight?" Ten tomorrow, I think."You are in a limo. The flight to Mexico leaves tomorrow, so the limo is taking you to a hotel near the airport. Your parents booked the honeymoon suite for you.You are in your wedding dress. It is white and strapless. You spent months looking for just the right one. You had your hair and makeup done. He is in a tux. He hates dressing up, so you never get to see him looking this. It's probably the easiest part. Your father no doubt sees you as his cherished daughter and not as a sexual female. You'll need to change that. Here's how to start that transformation.Men are visual. Almost all men react to illicit peeks of intimate clothes. A glimpse of a bra strap leads a man to think about what the bra is covering. Your father will, too. If you let him see just your bra's shoulder strap and follow it with a light brush of your breast against his arm his mind will immediately. He isn’t mauling it or anything, just holding it as though weighing it.Tabitha gets irritated. “I know men like tits, but I mean come on, you’re fucking gay, yet you still seem to get pleasure at looking at them and trying to touch them.” George likes them just as much as the next guy, but he learned a long time ago to not ogle them, let alone just go up and grope a woman while not fucking her.Steven looks startled. He has his hands at her waist which she doesn’t mind so much as at least he.