"Sylvia, the rooms only have one bed each, do you have a preference who sleeps on your floor?" Karl asked."Better the devil you know," I replied."Then... it's me with Sylvia and you two double up in the second room. We do recon of the hotel tomorrow," he said to them."We already did some recon. He didn't leave the hotel at all today," Whitehead said. I dubbed him that because of his brand new haircut revealing his very white scull. The other one I called Curly because of his longer straight black. She was beautiful, charming, intelligent, sexy and independent and my cheek was still warm where she had kissed it as Ellie and I were leaving the house.“I think she likes you, Dad,” Ellie laughed.“I just met the woman, Ellie,” I protested. “Don’t go marrying us off just yet. You’re only fifteen. Can you imagine what would happen if I marry Nancy Beth and you and Jordyn break up? That would leave you with a stepsister who hates your guts, and me caught in the middle.”“Relax, Daddy,” Ellie. Bill watched in delight as my frenzied fucking had caused Cindy to experience her own series of overpowering climaxes. Exhausted, I pulled out and collapsed back on the floor, watching as Cindy crumpled forward on her elbows. I was amused as I watched as her juices and my semen slowly seeped down her thighs. Temporarily satisfied, Cindy wiped her mouth and stood up, stripping off her blouse and bra. She demurely sat back on the couch, and primly crossed her legs, the perfect example of a. And I like liking it all." And she burst out in a song from an old Broadway musical: "'I like everybody / That I've ever met.' Well, of course I don't really, but I'm feeling pretty happy about the world right now." And she squeezed my hand hard.Walking into stores with Camilla on my arm was quite an experience. I suppose the same thing had happened Monday when we were grocery shopping, but I'd been so overwhelmed by having her with me then that I'd paid little attention to anybody else..