M.? How does thatsound, darling? And yes, you may wake us, Ms. Featherstone," Alain saidturning to me in question."Oh? It all sounds perfectly wonderf...ul, Alain," I answered.On the way to his bedroom suite, I linked arms with Alain and laid myhead against his bicep. I loved the sound of my four-inch-high-heelsechoing against the parquet flooring. At barely nineteen I felt so grownup. I was about to go to bed with, make love to, and be taken, by a manthat was old enough to be my father.Only. They belonged to Janet, a Latina woman around age 42 who was nearly spherical. She introduced herself and asked me to dance.Before I could really respond, we were cutting a rug on the dance floor, and she was GOOD. The DJ happened to play two slow dances back-to-back, and she pulled me in close for those, wrapping her arm around me and pressing me tightly against her. We chatted as best as we could over the music, and she seemed very cool. And when she slipped her hand down and squeezed my. Could he become a real-life Superman and try to fight crime – is that what his destiny was eventually to become?He quickly dispelled the thought, not long after forming it, and pulled into the parking garage.As he walked into the building he saw Tracy waiting for the elevator."Hey! Where were you yesterday' she asked as he walked up."I was sick." I missed you yesterday." I know, I'm sorry," he told her. "Let's have lunch today. I want to thank you for the other day."The elevator opened inviting. “I would love to share your bed with you daddy.” PART TWO : MY NEW BED I crawled into my daddy’s bed beside him. He wrapped his arm around me and threw the covers over us. I was not sure if there was something more to this or if we were just supposed to sleep. I knew deep down that I wanted more. The closer he was to me and the more he touched me, the more I wanted him. Daddy’s arms felt warm around my body. I was wearing only a skin tight t-shirt and a pair of panties. I did not have a lot to.