This time it was a slower, more sensuous shoot. It seemed to Amanda that her daddy took more closeups and spent more time with each one. She liked the... attention and she found it got her more excited. When he told her to brush her fingers over her breasts this time, she took longer and looked directly into the camera. It was like the camera was her lover/boyfriend.Carl absolutely encouraged this kind of interaction. He started placing her hands on parts of her body that he wanted to emphasize.. ."I reached up with my hand and pretty much made him look at me."Gary, you're not losing all of us. I won't leave you. I won't, okay? Relax. We'll get through this..." I didn't even know if that was what was bothering him, but he didn't say otherwise.I was about to give him a kiss, when I noticed that Jake was standing next to us. Jake stayed silent until Gary looked over at him as well."Sorry to interrupt, boss. You ready to do the champagne toast? Joanne's cab is due here in fifteen. After placing the cup back on the saucer, I nudged the pistol with the tip of my finger. I twirled it. And then I picked it up. It fit nicely in my hand and was much lighter than it looked. The salesman had said it weighed only 27 ounces. It was heavier now, with a loaded magazine, but it still wasn't hard to hold. It made me feel in control, invincible. I hope it's powerful enough, I thought, holding the gun in front of my face like I had the coffee cup. I don't want to do a half-assed. One day I would own and manage it. My younger sister was the office manager and Dad the Business Manager. We weren't rich but we did pretty well. Jean had become prissy after she decided we were Big Ducks in our Little Puddle of a town. We were one of the oldest families in town and operated one of the largest businesses. She felt like that made us (her especially) special and demanded special treatment from those who she could bully into giving it.I did not like that part of her and, in truth;.