??I’ll be ready in—? Stumbling over the trailing bedsheets, I found myself on my knees on the carpet. I leaned on my hands to kick my feet free.?D...on’t move.?Without even peeking at Aaron, I knew he was lounging like a sultan on the rumpled bed, taking in the sight of my naked ass pointed towards him. With another man, I would have made a joke, wiggled my backside, grinned over my shoulder at him. Another man would have laughed with me, maybe swatted me once, and the playful moment would be. At first I merely stuck to casual flirting and kept myself in check. With the most innocent of advances she responded as if I had tickled her ass with a feather. So, I became more bold with my flirtations. I would linger a bit longer when we were next to each other, a little closer each time. Soon I was rubbing up against her briefly, still positive reactions every time. Finally, I built up the nerve to pat her beautiful, toned and round bottom. She quickly turned, oh shit...I am about to. Pretty serious all right." Want to talk about it?" Just did, with Jan. I need to decide what to do now." What to do? As in us or you and May and Anne?" Mostly May and Anne. Us, well, I want to be or try to be the father you didn't have growing up. I know it is probably too late to make up for a bunch of the things we missed out on, but I would like to try."Well, at the start of this trip I had pretty awful thoughts about you and what I wanted to do to you. I see that I was wrong about you... I. Did somebody kidnap you? Let me guess… your mom wouldn’t let your dad pay the ransom!” She had called Cassidy on Wednesday, then twice on Thursday, and again earlier today. Each time it had gone to voicemail, no callback, no texts. Santana was beginning to worry. This wasn’t like her.Cassidy laughed, “I don’t know what you’re talking about… my dad wouldn’t care what she said. He’d pay up! He’s not letting anything happen to my ass!”“We’ll you are a daddy’s girl,” conceded Santana.“What, and.