So I’m lying there with him rubbing my thigh and butt. I continued to stay quiet and just see where this was going. He began to kiss my upper thigh ...and rub over my pubic bone, his fingers slipped farther down till he was pushing through my panties in to my pussy. Now I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that I was horny but, I spread my legs wider for him and moaned softly. Once he heard that he slipped two fingers under my now soaking wet panties and started to play with my clit. I. Patty heard me sob and came over and asked what was wrong now. I told her it was this damn dress and that I hated it so much and that I felt terrible in it. She tried to tell me I looked nice but I knew better. Then Patty said if I hated the dress so much, why didn’t I take it off. I didn’t even think about the boys with us as all I thought about at the moment was how much I hated this dress, so without thinking, I took it off. I was still wearing a full slip that was almost as covering as the. I wonder what it is. Oh yes! Makeup. A slutlike you needs makeup. I'll tell you what. I'll go easy on you this time.We'll just have you put on some pretty lipstick. But I don't have any herein the office. You will have to go out to the makeup department and getsome won't you?"B-but" Don't talk back to your daddy, Megan. I will put you over my knee like alittle girl. Or should I just call the police now and put you out of yourmisery? Now, you are going to prance over to the makeup. And we're going to fly home in it for Thanksgiving, too."Squeal. "We're going to your real home?" Nope," I said. "We're going to my OLD home. Thanksgiving with my sister and brother."Her brow wrinkled. "Your OLD home?" Yes. My new home is wherever WE are." Awwww ... You're so sweet." She paused a second, thinking. "But what are you going to tell your sister and brother?" Just a teeny tiny little lie or two. I'm going to tell them you're eighteen. And we're married."Another squeal. "You think.