He laughed and seemedsatisfied. The rest of the meal was awkward for me. They sat closetogether, with lots of touching and intimate chatter, and Ron h...adinsisted that I only eat a small salad. That was going to be my lunchmenu from now on. At the end of the meal, as we were about to leave,Jamie reached in her purse and handed me a small bag. I opened it tolook in, and saw a two-piece swimsuit. The top was a strapless bandeaustyle and the bottom was a small bikini. I looked up at them puzzled.. .. father's doing." Say it." That ... motherfucker ... That ... fucking monster ... that ... sadistic parasite ... that fucking ... rapist..."Both of them cry in their embrace."But I liked it," says Greta quietly. "I liked fucking that little pipsqueak."The sobs subside supplanted by giggles. Then a moan escapes Esther's lips."What?" asks Greta continuing the long embrace in front of the upscale populace passing them outside the hotel."You ... smell so good, Greta. And ... this feels so. She purred as she rubbed it against her breasts, and then drew it between her lips as she sucked and licked to get me fully hard.The vixen wasn't wearing panties, so when she pulled the back of her dress up and bent forward over small table below the window, I was able to step behind her and plunge right in. She said to hurry, so there was no time for niceties. I plowed into her hard and fast.For a moment, I had to wonder just how long she had been thinking about doing this. She was aroused to. Let me get ready.”“OK, I’ll get the wagon ready.”They had just finished eating when Matthew said, “I’ve got a surprise for you.” He slid a twenty dollar gold piece across the table. “We did really well at the market. Why don’t you go to Henson’s and get material to make some new dresses.”Marcy’s face lit up. “Oh, Thank you!”Matthew smiled. “You’re welcome.You’ve earned it. While you do your shopping. I’m going over to the Iron Rooster and have a drink.”“Matthew.”“I’m just having one.”“OK, just.