Not having heard the song for ages, I had forgotten how catchy it was. The raunchy vocal was brilliantly matched by Teef's edgy guitar riff. My pulse ...quickened as we approached the door to the upstairs lounge. The music stopped and I could hear one of the most famous voices in rock and roll say: 'Er, well, you know, to be quick, right, you know as well as I do like, well, right, quick, what I mean to say is, you know... 'Timidly I hung back, not wanting to interrupt Quick's flow of ideas, but. No fucking question.And the man who’d just strolled into her diner wasn’t like those men she’d signed off on. He wasn’t like the guy passed out on his stool at the counter, or the pimp that just barged in, stared out the premises, and shimmied off just as quickly. He was different, and she knew it. In truth, it wasn’t hard. He didn’t walk like a guy that had a broom handle up his ass, for starters. His teeth were white, his stubble designer, rather than the life of hardship affirming, and he. “I had steered clear of serious trouble so far, and the HM hadn’t labeled me a troublemaker yet. He called the girl’s dean into his office to act as witness. He said, “Miss Craig, I can’t have you organizing wet T-Shirt Contests in my school.”“I was puzzled and asked, “Sir, what is a wet T-Shirt Contest?”“Never you mind Miss Craig. Let’s just leave it that we can’t have you throwing water on another student in the loo. It seems unsanitary somehow. You will get three strokes of the paddle. Miss. Three men were now satisfied, and as Brett moved away, daddy came into view. He was staring at me, his little girl, but the strange look on his face, and the size of his erection he had in his fist told me he wanted to cum too. “Remember daddy, I’m just your assistant tonight, and I hope your assistant has kept the best for last”With that three pairs of hands lifted me off the chair and moved me onto a small counter top. I pulled my legs up on to the counter, and my pussy was spread wide and.