Dave wasn’t as frantic as he had been. “No compliments is necessary,” said Jimmy Joe, beaming. “I’m so proud of you.”
Denise walked over and straddled him, sitting on his lap and wrapping her legs around his waist. “But you wouldn’t actually let him …”
“No!” said Cindy quickly. “DON’T YOU MOVE!” yelled Cindy. Cindy stopped, with her hand on the knob. “What are we going to do about that?”
Cindy stared at her friend. He did it. “It felt better,” said Cindy. They were walking back toward the motel, passing a row of houses. Thinking about sleeping with is daughter wasn’t a whole lot better. The only sounds she made were a litany of “Oh Daddy … CHAPTER TWO
A new movie had started, on Jimmy Joe’s porn station. At the same time he heard a click, and felt the vibrations of the deadbolt being thrown, in his hand. There were other things he could do with her, and he knew she would make him spurt.
