If she’d have told me what she was there for in plain English she couldn’t have been any clearer.Donna had come to deliver up her virginity to me....I tried to put her at ease. “Donna! I’m so glad to see you. You’re looking particularly beautiful today.”Now, anybody who knew me would have done a double take to find out who the Watkins family had invited over, and who had taken it upon themselves to answer the door. They’d have seen me standing there, but never in a million years would they have. “If you have a problem with Charity’s performance of her duties, then come to me, and I will handle any corrections,” My Dad could see where Lindsay was going.“Oh, so then you have an excuse to trot off into the dungeon and play a little slap and tickle for two hours while we listen to her gasp and moan?” Lindsay prodded my father.“I am sorry if you heard my moans, Miss Lindsay. That was not your father’s fault. If I offend you, I will apologize and ask for an immediate punishment from your. Did I still hate them? Good question. I think it would have been a better question to ask if I gave a damn about them. The answer, my answer, would be that no, I did not give a damn.But I was working and Hank would be taking over in about half an hour and doubling up thereby with Marian, my fairly new old girlfriend. I would be her ride home at 1:00 a.m. she was the closer tonight.But now, right now, my worst enemy in the whole world was coming in the door. followed by the young woman I’d. While she was searching for one of Tess' blond wigs, she found an outfit that Tess once wore to a costume party; a short white blouse with a short, pleated plaid skirt. Cheryl re-applied my make-up. I looked like one of those slutty, prick-teasing school girls that gave guys tents as they sashayed by."Carlene! You look so fuckable, but you know what you need?" Cheryl asked."Another good fucking in my ass?" I answered hopefully."Yes, that too. Wait here." Cheryl told me as she went to the living.