So what am I?’ ‘You look in the mirror and say am I pretty and if you believe that you are then you are pretty and it doesn’t matter was anyone ...else says about how you look.’ ‘You are funny and you are not good looking like daddy.’ ‘I know that because I look in the mirror and I say, you are not good looking like Katie’s daddy.’ ‘Mommy can we keep Buck. He’s funny.’ ‘Well just for tonight dear. We won’t want you being reeducated.’ ‘What’s that?’ Buck quipped, ‘Hearing too much funny stuff.’. I'm doing this for Emily, and for your wife and Gary too. I'm not even talking about a lot of money here. How much can you make with a successful book? I heard it could be millions." For a small handful its millions. For me, a big book would be a quarter of a million, and then some residual earnings. More than that though, would be new exposure for my older works. My publisher might reissue some of my work currently not in print. It would prime the pump for all my past books." A lot of money. It was part of Tillie’s job to take care of the customers at the soda fountain. Except that it was much hotter than usual this Friday was no different than any other Friday. Like Tillie, the people of Pierce kept to a routine. There was something safe about having a routine and in Pierce much of the time you knew who to expect in the pharmacy by what day of the week it was. Most of the people of Pierce who worked also worked on Saturday. When Sunday rolled around everything closed and everyone. And that's what I wanted him to see, just a woman taking his cock into her mouth for the best blow job he'd ever had. At first I felt an amateur's lack of confidence. Could I really do this much cock justice? But then the heavy glans rested against my pursed lips and I opened my mouth wide to admit it, and from there on it came to me naturally.I took it nice and easy. Dad had consented this time around but would he ever let me take such liberties with him again? I had to make the best of this.