"Yes Sir; but it may be necessary to get a hold of you a bit later."Dale pulled out a card from his wallet and handed it to the man, "Call me there if... you need to, I'll be happy to provide any other information you might need. Right now though, I'd like to honor a father's last request and make certain his daughter is taken care of." You do that Sir. I'll handle the rest of this."Dale got into his car and carefully followed the ambulance the rest of the way to Reno. His phone rang just before. I sat on Jolene's bed andwaited for either Jolene or my mother to come in to see about me....if it wasmy mother, I knew I had some explaining to do. After about 10 minutes ofexcruciating waiting, mother entered the room. I was still sobbing off andon. Mother came up and sat beside me on the bed."Now, now....Sweetcakes (she always called me Sweetcakes when she wanted me tofeel better about something)....no need to cry." And she held my chin andlifted my face to look into her eyes. I expected to. He wore only skimpy, sexy,uniforms, usually what was known as a French Maid outfit. Thisincluded a low cut dress with a short, fluffy skirt in variouscolors, fishnet hose, colored lace undies and very high, spikeheeled shoes. She even did the shopping in this getup.Evenings she worked at the topless bar down the street. Here shewaited tables wearing only skyscraper heels and a thong. Whenshe was not waitressing, she worked on stage or in one of thedancer cages suspended high above the dance. I pushed her slowly backward towards the wall while still keeping our mouths clamped to each other. She hit the wall and I pushed myself right up to her. She had a set of black knickers on which I quickly pulled off and let drop to the floor. I reached my hand around slowly and felt for her pussy. I slide a finger between her pussy lips which were now soaking wet and up inside her. She let out a little gasp and pulled away from my lips;“Mr. Shree I don’t know if I can, you’re too big for me”“We.