He stopped the kiss and looked at his daughter. “That must be Michael. What do you want to do?”“Forget about Michael and the prom, I want you to... fuck me! Would you do that for me daddy? Will you fuck your daughter’s eighteen year old, virgin pussy?”Still rubbing his daughter’s pussy through her panties, Rick asked: “You’re still a virgin? You beautiful young woman like you? Why haven’t you fucked Michael or someone else yet?”“I was waiting for the right man to fall in love with. I want the man. You don’t bother taking off your coat, letting droplets of water drip onto the floor. You look at the clock mounted on the wall. It’s a quarter-past midnight but you aren’t tired at all, at least not in the sleepy way.You shuffle through the room into the kitchen, and you hope there’s some beer in there. You are John Doe and today you were fired from your job, and while that isn’t the end of the world, in this job-market it means at least a few months unemployed. Your landlord is a hard-ass, so. "I mean, this is weird, but if that's what would have made it better." I said, looking away. I had never seen another guy naked in person before, aside from locker rooms which I definitely tried to limit the amount of naked guys I had to see. "What if I said it would make it better, you'd grab my dick right now?" he said. "Mhmm, sure, but.." I started"Do it." he said. I protested for a moment. "You said you would." he responded.I reached out my hand and placed it on his soft cock. "Is that. "Vickie thought back to the light in Andrea's eyes the night Yuki had been pummeled and then forcibly taken by the three men in center ring. She also realized that most of Andrea's collection of tapes involved sadism and bondage of some kind, not just sex, but violent sex, degrading sex, sex which Vickie hated to admit to herself, she had found exciting at first.If Andrea had lied about or at least deliberately deceived her about the club, Vickie thought, what other things had she lied about as.