You can’t play games with me and get away with it.”“Please fuck me! I’ll do anything you want! I can’t stand this!”“I think I need a tas...te of you. I think I want a drink from your juicy cunt! Now lean back against the wall and spread your legs for me like a good girl.”“Oh fuck! I can barely stand. I need your cock!”“Your thong is soaked. I like licking your pussy through your silky thong. How you push your pussy against my tongue, frustrated. I like how wild and hungry you are. How you want me. I quickly hung my dress and placed my bag in the closet, did one quick check in the mirror and climbed the stairs back to the lounge where Ricardo handed me a glass of champagne. Ricardo, still smiling, said, “Please make yourself comfortable, Miss Jennifer. There is some fresh fruit and chilled shellfish that I have put out for your enjoyment. I’m sure Mr. Kurt will be out shortly.”“Thank you Ricardo. Please just call me Jen,” I said, returning Ricardo’s smile. Sipping on the champagne and. It contained the evening cocktail dresses he'd bought, along with the matching shoes. I frowned. Logic said I should keep those, yet every time I'd see them I'd remember trying them on, spinning and awaiting his approval. He'd reject anything I'd pick out. At the time I'd thought it was simply he knew where we'd be going and what looked good for the occasion. Now however, I could see it for how much he wanted to control me.I got lucky, the next several boxes remained closed and tumbled down the. “Dad, I know it’s your family and you are going to do things the way you want, but I want to remind you that treating one sister-wife like your favorite can’t lead to anything good,” I said.My father smiled a little sadly and said, “I know Jade. Let’s just say that there’s no fool like an old fool, especially when a super sexy fourteen-year-old girl is involved.”“Well, good luck dad. You know I didn’t like Jazz much until we moved out here. She did more than her share of getting us a good start.