” She giggled, “I told you I have 3 boyfriends. They feed me so I don’t starve, and we go dancing a lot, second best exercise in the world.” S...he giggled again. “I also represent a pharmaceutical company and work the parties, doctors you know. I mix business with pleasure.” Again she giggled.I said, “Wow that sounds like you have your hands full, but don’t your ‘boyfriends’ get jealous of each other, not to mention you hanging out with all those good looking very well to do doctors?”She said,. She even limped over to me during the game and said "Greg, I want to thank you for taking such good care of me at the pool party." I replied "I just did what had to be done. How is your foot doing?" "Much better," she said "Coach says I should back to normal in about another week and then I'll do a special cheer at the next game just for you." I blushed as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. As she was ready to return to her seat she whispered in my ear "Be good to Susie Monday." I wondered what. "What's this Ashley? have you been doing things with boys?" "No Daddy, I promise, I was just sitting next to Tom." "I don't believe you, only sluts get wet patches in their slutty panties." "I'm not a slut Daddy, I don't let boys see my panties." Then why do you have slutty panties on?" "I...I don't know," Ashley stammered.Daddy moved her so she was straddling his lap and looked her in the eye. "You need to learn what happens to sluts who wear slutty panties." Ashley looked confused and said. The storm was at full strength, it was scary. Sara sat there dripping wet and turning blue and shivering. Her wet shirt was sticking to her tits and her nipples were standing straight out. I did not notice that she had taken off her bra at some point. I was already in my sleeping bag with just my boxers on. Sara fumbled around some trying to figure out what to do to get warm. "I am going o have to get out of these wet clothes. I guess don't look if you don't want to see me naked, sorry." Sara.