I followed Bill to the counter where his assistantwas helping a man check out. Trying to avoid being obvious, I stole aglance and saw that he was buyi...ng one of those all-girl movies. Youknow, a bunch of lesbians having sex with each other, using dildos andstuff. He took a glance at me and quickly looked away. I later learnedin life that it was the actions of a man that knew he'd seen a cross-dresser and was either homophobic or didn't want to give the wrong ideathat he might be interested.. He was uncontrolable. He hugged me and unhooked my bra. One hand moved down and unhooked my petticoat . I was only in my panty He lifte! D me and took into his bedroom. Flunging me on to the bed he pounced. My job was important so I stopped protesting. He squeezed my breast and than sucked them hard. I was getting aroused but the guilt was eating me. After sucking he moved down and ripped my panty. I was now totally nude infront of a man other than my husband. He pushed my thighs apart and. There will be more times, but just live your dream tonight. Tell him. Tell him what you want, and he'll do it for you. I promise!"Chelly started to move her head to say something, but Heather held firm and just finished, "Have your fantasy Chelly, I want this for you!"When she'd finished, she moved to give Michelle one last peck on the lips and gave her one of the "toodleoo" waves with her fingers and smiling widely, walked through and closed the door to the adjacent suite joining her two. She wore a low-cut blouse, and I saw Dad's eyes kept drifting down her front. I couldn't blame him; she had a magnificent rack."Things are great, Dad," I purred. "Desiree and I just love being their sluts." Umm, it is so much fun," cooed Desiree with her sexy, Spanish accent."Is he really 'special.' You know, like people are saying?" Yes," I answered, softly rubbing my dad's thigh. "That's why we're his sex slaves. That's why you didn't have a problem with your teenage daughter submitting to.