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   Be My Guest Ch.  05: LIKE CLOCKWORK

   "Wake up Tom."

   "Huh?  Wha...?" Zach Pedigo jumped to attention as he found Heidi Baker
kneeling over his slumbering form patting his chest.  Trying to focus at
the daylight from her skylight above he winces and sits up rapidly, "SHIT!
What time is it?"

   "Relax!  I have your back Daddio.  I knew you had to get up for work so
I set your alarm clock to wake me up, so I could get you off to work on
time.  It's only 6:30 so go shower.  I'll put on some coffee."

   "Thanks.  After last night I totally went blank about no alarm."

   Claiming her cellphone from his side she notes a call, "You called Khloe
from my phone?"

   "Mine was in my bedroom.  I didn't wanna go back and get it.  Besides
you had her number I didn't."

   "Brave man."

   "Yeah, she caught on that you recorded my video for her.  Asked about it
being weird, you being my daughter.  I told her incest is best." He crawled
to his feet, stretching over her, his dirty cock swinging in front of her
face.  She flinched to avoid an impact on her cheek.

   "You did not." She smirked, "Better stop that swinging single or I might
bite it off."

   "You won't.  Listen, about last night, when I...penetrated you.  I
shouldn't have done that."

   "What's done is done.  You nearly had me Tom.  That swinger there felt
entirely too good.  For the record?"

   "I'm listening."

   "As much as that moment felt right, I think it's better we just keep
things simple."

   "You still gonna be naked every night when I get home?"

   "I can be.  I warned you I prefer being a free spirit."

   "Girls still sleeping?"

   "Yeah!  I hope Nasty's mom doesn't lock her up for not coming home last
night.  I'll cover for her if she does get bent out of shape.  Their
culture is very reclusive."

   "Ah!  Showering with me?" He casts a thumb toward the bathroom.

   "Better not." She shakes her head standing up nude in front of him. 
Rubbing his abdomen briskly she adds, "Wash your own pecker Buddy."

   Wiggling away without looking back Zach enjoyed the dance.  Growling at
his dick reacting to her tight heart shaped bottom, he shakes off his lust
and heads to the shower.  Starting it to let the water warm up, he brushed
his teeth and rinsed.  Into the shower he sealed the door and began
cleansing his sexual stank.  Four minutes in he heard a soft knock on the
shower door.  Expecting Heidi changing her mind he discovered something
just as sexy.  Nastiya stood outside waving at him with begging eyes.

   "I got time." He chuckled and opened the door.  She stepped right in and
melded into his torso hugging him.  "Good morning to you too." Lifting her
chin to rest on his chest she smiles warmly.

   "You may fuck me against the wall."

   "Don't mind if I do."

   Lifting her 102 pound body was child's play.  As her legs entwined his
waist his dick found its target and slid in with a bit of snugness.  He
recalled her being tight, not for much longer.  Up against the shower wall
he braced her back and thrust deep.  Her lips kissing his chest with desire
led to faster insertions.  In no time at all Nastiya Iyamahorr was crying
out her innermost pleasure.  The more she echoed the more ears heard her.
From the kitchen Heidi Baker abandoned the percolating coffee and followed
the racket.  Walking into the bathroom it was evident that her friend
wanted more of Zach.  As she watched their passion Heidi found herself
touching her own clit.  Even after four orgasms a mere 5 hours prior, the
scene was making her horny.

   "I should have joined him first." Her thoughts found jealousy. 
"Noooooooo!  Stop thinking like that.  Only a roommate.  Only a roommate.
Dammit!"

   "You being nosey?" She heard her sister step in beside her rubbing her
eyes of sleep.

   "Telling me you aren't?  He's tearing Nasty up." She whispers.  "He fuck
you that hard last night?"

   "He didn't really fuck us.  More of just put it in and let us get a feel
of it."

   Hearing this Heidi felt strange.  Zach had done the same to her.  She
was glad it happened to her but she knew Kayla wanted him, at least she
thought she did, even if she was reluctant to give in so soon.  Slipping by
Heidi, Kayla plopped down on the toilet and peed.

   Bestial snarls came from the shower as Zach nutted hard inside Nasty,
her response to scream out, "AGAIN." Her begging rewarded, he kept on
pounding the Hindi beauty.  More screams followed as her hands clawed at
his back, an orgasm devastating her reality.  "AGAIN." She rallied as Zach
chuckled and paused.

   "Love your enthusiasm Nasty girl, but I gotta get dressed for work. 
Come by once a week and I'll give it to you."

   "As you wish.  As do I." He lowers her to the shower floor and holds her
close to him.  She hugged him tightly, almost clingy.  Regardless, Zach
liked her commitment.  On the outside Heidi observed Nasty's attentiveness
and fidgeted.

   Overhearing his offer Kayla pouts and calls out, "WHAT ABOUT ME?" , just
before flushing.  Heidi clenched her teeth knowing the cold water was
coming.  Hitting the momentary lovers full on they complained loudly. 
Kayla bulged her eyes, "SORRY."

   "WASN'T ME THIS TIME." Heidi tried not to laugh.

   Shutting the water valves down Zach pushed open the shower door to find
Heidi and Kayla standing side by side leaning on the sink.  Nasty had to be
pried from Zach at his insistence.  Taking up his towel Zach took time to
first dry off Nastiya then slap her on the ass, "Go to my room." With a
start Nastiya wiggled away without even looking at the other girls.  That
made both Heidi and Kayla curious of her new behavior.  It was almost as if
she wanted to be obedient.  Zach's reaction proved to both sisters that his
thoughts were of something very similar.

   "Well I'm out." Heidi pepped up, "Coffee's ready when you are Pops."

   "Thanks." Zach dries himself off finding Kayla less in a hurry.  "You
okay Bright eyes?"

   "Bright but blind without my glasses." She smirked, "I can still see you
though."

   "Good to know."

   "Right!  Can't miss Hardy there." She smiles blushing, "Can I tell you
something without you thinking badly of me?"

   "Go for it."

   "Last night was incredible..." She blushes even harder, "Even what Nasty
and I did...together.  We would never ever, ever, ever, have done that kind
of thing without your influence."

   "Turning gay on me?"

   "Ohhhh no!  Bi maybe." She giggles and hides her eyes.

   "Close enough, you should always go with what you like."

   "I...like that." She shyly points at his dick.

   "He likes you too.  As I told Nasty...come by during the week now and
then, I'll make your night."

   "Can I...be alone with you?"

   "Course you can." He sets about putting on deodorant and cologne.  As
she watches his every move he combs his hair before deciding he was ready
to get dressed.  Stepping closer to Kayla he gently lifts her chin and
gives her an exceptionally tender kiss on the lips.  "Just don't fall in
love." Giggling dryly she went expressionless.  In his mind Zach knew that
his words were too late, both Kayla and Nasty were seeing hearts floating
in the air.  Heidi was a bit harder to read.  Last night she seemed more
open to certain things, then just that fast she seemed to revert back to
being colder.  Definitely a tease, but less open to all the way.  He had a
strong hunch he could break Heidi's will over time.  It had only been three
days and look how far he had gotten.  He had more pussy in three days, even
under moderate conditions than he had in six months.  These three girls
were certainly going to keep him occupied.  Add in Khloe...busy man Zach.
He had no clue just how busy.

   Following him to his room like a lost puppy Kayla found Nasty on her
cell, still naked but listening to her Mother yelling at her, Nasty winced
as if ready to cry.  Zach noticed her fear and stepped closer lifting her
chin as he had Kayla's.  Tenderly, he leaned in and lightly kissed her
lips, then followed that by a peck to her nose.  Nasty brightened up at his
concern.

   "Mommah?  I will be home soon.  Give Poppah my love." A stealthy hang up
she fell back on to his mattress and sighed, "I must find my own place.  I
overslept my curfew."

   "Why don't you two get an apartment?" Zach points between the two as he
puts on a pair of socks.  Underwear already on.

   "That requires jobs." Kayla scowled.

   "Neither of you work?"

   "Her parents toss money at her all the time.  She doesn't need to work."

   "They do.  Yet, if I move out they will stop.  I must attend college
very soon or even that will end." Nasty pouted, sitting up and launching
herself into Zach, hugging him from behind and kissing his neck.  Raising
his hand up into her hair he pats her head enjoying the connection.

   "Calm it down.  Get dressed and go on home before you get into worse
trouble." He then looks at Kayla, "You should find work.  I hear you and
Heidi's mom share a place.  I'm pretty certain she must want time to
herself too."

   "I know she does."

   "How come you live with your step mom and not your real dad?"

   "Long story.  My dad's...a drinker.  Nice guy, just gets...out of hand."

   "Not even gonna guess what that means."

   "Thanks for not pushing it.  I...don't like to talk about it.  Like I
said he's really cool when he's sober."

   "Alright.  Can I get dressed now?" He chuckles.

   "I need to get home too.  Mom probably wonders where I've been."

   "Presumes you're here with Heidi I'm sure."

   "Yep.  Did you see the dresser we bought Heidi?"

   "I noticed, too tired last night to look it over close though."

   "Can you fix the broken drawer for her?" Kayla asks.

   "I can do that.  Now gather your clothes and get out of my room, both of
you little hotties."

   "Little?  HA!" Kayla pats her tummy watching it jiggle.

   "Stop thinking of yourself as fat.  Lose that forty pounds and never go
back."

   "Personal trainer still?" She smiles.

   "I'm usually in the gym Thursdays and Sundays.  Drop by and you can ride
there with me and workout.  I can invite 1 person on my package for free."

   As the girls pick up their clothing Nasty hands Zach her panties.  "You
may keep them to remember me by." Chuckling he sniffs it and winks.  "Wait!
I thought you never wore panties." It was then he realized the size of the
undies.

   "I do not.  Those are Kayla's." She giggles as Kayla drops her jaw.

   "I wondered where they went." Kayla sneers at her bestie, "Keep them
Zach."

   "Only until you come back." He puts them under his pillow for safe
keeping.  From there he stands up and puts on a clean pair of jeans and a
Gym sponsored T-shirt.  Watching the girls get dressed until ready, he
guides them from his room with pats to their bottoms.  Closing his door he
moves into the kitchen to find a bagged lunch, using the bag from the adult
toy store he had bought Heidi's silver bullet.  In the duration of his
getting ready for work she had hard boiled 2 eggs and put them in a
Tupperware dish with the bullet's remote, just for laughs.  Heidi herself
was nowhere to be found.  Laughing about it he adds bottled water and an
orange that her Mom had left.

   Pouring coffee into a sealed cup he sipped at it while looking through
the apartment for Heidi, they determined that she must have snuck out.  It
was too early for her to be at either job so where was she?

   "I gotta go, I hope she has her key." Zach grabbed his lunch as Kayla
texted Heidi one last time, receiving no reply.  A trio of shrugs later
they all headed out the door.  Heidi was on her own.

   Parting ways into two different parking areas the girls found Nasty's
small car and departed.  Zach at the front door seemed worried.  Did Heidi
get upset over his giving the girls more attention this morning, than
toward her?  Surely not, although after last night when he penetrated the
bombshell blond she did appear needy, if not opposed to sex.  He merely
chocked her reaction to emotions, she had just endured four orgasms over a
few hours time.  Any woman would likely be emotionally clingy toward the
person whom gave her such sensations.  At least that was his way of
thinking.  Obviously, he was no expert.

   Eying his cellphone for the time he knew he needed to head out for work,
not wanting to test the Teleki's on being late his second day on the job.
Although he was pretty certain they would not give him too much grief, they
appeared to like his character, Mrs.  Teleki even more after seeing his
cock.  He still had a good chuckle at how he walked right into a job that
was so openminded.  Leaving the apartment entrance he headed for his
motorcycle, helmet in hand.  Rounding a corner he found his Harley with an
unexpected rider.  Two unexpected riders even.

   "There you are." He grins at Heidi wearing only a T-shirt.  One of his
too boot, therefore long and loose due to their size difference.  Behind
her on the seat sat her new friend Khloe wearing her nursing scrubs,
brunette hair pinned back.  "Is that Nurse Khloe riding shotgun?" He uses
swagger in his balance.

   "Morning Zach.  I sent a text to Heidi bright and early.  She suggested
I surprise you before both of us start our day."

   "Hope you don't mind Daddy." Heidi smirked sheepishly at referring to
him as her Dad.

   "Not one bit my loving daughter.  Close your eyes I'm gonna say hi to
Miss Khloe." He hands Heidi his helmet, lunch, and coffee, then reaches out
for Khloe's chin lifting it to shock her with a warm welcoming kiss. 
Overheated Khloe fanned herself until they parted lips.

   "That was unexpected.  Nice but, wow!  Not even a first date and your
dad is making out with me." Khloe squeezes Heidi's shoulders realizing she
wasn't wearing a bra, not that it mattered to Khloe Vaughn, she wouldn't
wear one either if she wasn't on the job.  Hopping off the bike to stand
next to Zach she sizes him up, having never officially been up close to
him. "Taller than I thought."

   "6'2.  You're 5'7 maybe?"

   "Right on the head."

   "That's Saturday." He winks, "If you're still up for that."

   "Wouldn't miss...IT!" She drifts her eyes down to the bulge in his
jeans.

   "HEY!  Virgin ears on fire here." Heidi puts Zach's helmet on her head
as if blocking her ears.  It warranted laughter.  In doing so she nearly
lost his coffee, the lunch bag at least dangled from the handle bars.

   "You have my number now.  Text me anytime.  Call after 5:00." Khloe
offers then moves in to hug Zach, while Heidi was hiding her emotions
behind the motorcycle visor.  As they hugged Zach ran both of his hands
down the back of her elastic waistband, directly under her G-string straps,
and squeezed her tanned ass cheeks.  Shocked, she stiffens up and boldly
returns the favor with her right hand on his crotch.  Sighing Zach
whispered, "Sexiest nursemaid I've ever seen."

   "Like my firm ass Zach?"

   "As much as you like my hard cock Miss Khloe."

   "Very much."

   "Keep this moment on your mind." He winks, "Just don't get too worked up
around ole' Walter.  He might think you're fantasizing about him."

   "Don't even go there.  He gets handy enough as it is."

   "No shit.  There's always a harassment suit waiting on him, he's
loaded."

   "Not my style.  Unless, he gets reeeeeeealy bad, I can handle his
advances.  He pays me well for what little I do."

   "Say no more.  I wanna envision you, not him and you." He laughs. 
Removing his hands he returns them to her chin for another kiss this time
goodbye.  She melted.

   "IS IT SAFE TO LOOK?" Heidi grumbled through the muffle of his helmet.

   This led the couple to break away from bodily contact.  Zach tilted his
visor up and winked at her, "Get off my bike and give Dear ole' Dad a kiss
goodbye."

   "OH HELL NO." She climbed off, her T-shirt riding high revealed her own
set of creamy white butt cheeks.  Khloe caught a fleeting glimpse of those
cheeks but merely smiled, as Heidi balanced his coffee cup on the seat,
tripping on the shirt's length as it toppled to her calves, Heidi lost her
own balance and fell against Zach.  Even in his helmet the blond was
gorgeous.  With Khloe watching, Zach removed his helmet from her and
taunted Heidi with a pucker.  She squealed and avoided his kiss at all
cost. Khloe found it humorous.  Bolting away lifting the shirt to enable
her run she raced for the apartment.

   "That's love I swear." Zach winked at Khloe.  She stood with him as he
straddled his bike and fired it up.  The revving gave Khloe goosebumps. 
"Been on a bike before?" He called over the rumble.

   "Yes.  My Dad owns a Fat Boy."

   "So do I." He pats his crotch.

   "I recall.  Maybe I'll see you again before Saturday."

   "I'll be here, every morning about this time." He puts his helmet on and
takes his lunch bag from the handle bar, tucking it in a saddle bag for
safe keeping.  Coffee cup a problem he just empties it out after a few
drinks, tucking it in the saddle bag as well.

   "May I?" She attempts one last kiss, awkward through a visor, but it was
embraced.  With a tug at her bottom lip, Zach lifted the kickstand and
backed out.  Visor down he headed to work.  Khloe began smiling and dancing
in circles before looking around in embarrassment.  Heading into the
apartments toward Walter's she heard a loud round of cursing.  It was
Heidi. Climbing the single flight to reach her apartment Khloe calls out,
"What's wrong?"

   "Locked out.  Key and my cell are both inside."

   "I can call your Dad."

   "NO!  Don't do that.  He just left and he's running late." Heidi panics
then thinks rationally, "Does Walter have a master key?"

   "I'm sure he does.  Let me sneak down and look.  He might charge you for
unlocking it if he has to do it.  I'll be sly and swipe it."

   "You're awesome."

   "I know.  So are you." They share a bubbly moment of shoulder lifts.

   As Khloe takes off Heidi sits down in the hallway leaning against her
door.  Down the hall another door opened and out came Sneezy Herman. 
Walking toward her sniffling he stops in front of her, "Do you live here?"

   "Yep.  Hey Herman."

   "You know my name?"

   "Sure do.  I met Petra yesterday, your new roommate."

   "Ah, ok!  She spoke about me?"

   "Said you were really nice.  Allergies?" She awaits him to sneeze three
times.

   "To everything, I feel cursed."

   "That's a shame.  Drink honey lemon tea.  That always broke my
allergies. It's not just to beat a cold."

   "I'll do that." He looks down at her legs, in her seated position she
had the floppy T-shirt up to her knees for comfort, not even thinking that
anyone could see her pussy.  He got a very good look.

   "Shit!  Sorry!  I wasn't even thinking."

   "I guess I should apologize for not warning you.  What's your name?"

   "Me?  I'm, "She couldn't say Heidi in case he remembered her from his
own room rental ad, the one she blew off when mistaking Zach's apartment
number for Herman's.  Then again, did it matter?  Petra would tell him her
name anyway.  "I'm Heidi."

   "Heidi?  Interesting!  I had a potential roommate named Heidi before
Petra came along.  Same Heidi?"

   "Nope!  Not me." She flared her eyes, "Living here with my Dad." She
pats the door.

   "Mr.  Pedigo has kids?  I never knew that."

   "Long story.  I just found him.  We're just getting to know each other."

   "I see.  Are you locked out?"

   "Yep!  Took Daddy his coffee and lunch.  I forgot my key and he locked
the door on me by accident."

   "I see."

   Timed perfectly Khloe rushes back upstairs with a spare key and unlocks
her door, Heidi climbing to her feet hugged her, "Thanks bestie."

   "No problem." Khloe eyes Herman staring at Heidi's butt and clears her
throat.  He stammered slightly and bid farewell, Heidi waving at him at
least made his day.  "Who was that?" Khloe winced.

   "I call him Spermin' Herman.  He accidently saw my hoohaw while I was
sitting down." She snickers, "He lives down the hall.  Strange sometimes
but, he's ok."

   "Gives me the heebeejeebees."

   "Me too.  Thanks again Khloe, you're a life saver."

   "You're welcome.  Heidi?" Khloe fidgets with a look of uncertainty, "Are
you alright if I date your Dad?  I mean...I'm close to your age, more than
his."

   "Told you he likes younger.  I'm cool.  Just keep the screaming orgasms
down when I'm watching Catfish."

   "I bet Herman's a Catfish." Khloe grimaces.

   "Never know.  My turn to get ready for work.  Later masturbator." She
sticks her tongue out at her.

   "Hold up!" Khloe pinches Heidi's shirt halting her entry, "Did
you...watch my video?"

   "Yep!  SEXXXXXXY!" A wiggle of her eyebrows Heidi enters and shuts the
door.  From the other side she yells, "SEXXXXXXXY!" Khloe shivered and
headed back to Walter's before he discovered her gone.  Smiling and shaking
her head every step going down.

   45 minutes later, due to traffic, Zach followed a grey Camaro from the
interstate, down along the frontage road toward his job.  He noticed the
car the day he first applied at Teleki's Siding & Insulation setting in the
lot but wasn't certain who owned it.  As their drive careened the series of
curves leading toward the warehouse the car seemed to slow down.  Catching
up to the car Zach had a clearer view of at least the plates.  Smoked glass
although illegal kept his viewership limited.  Not the side mirror however.
In the mirror he captured a glimpse of the driver.  Even with dark
sunglasses on he knew the face, it was Cleo Teleki, alias the bosses
daughter.  She was driving slower only because she was looking back at
Zach, even though she could not see his face for his helmets visor. 
Smirking devilishly he dodged her car, speeding up to zoom around her in
the other lane.  Leaving her in the dust he made it to work before she did.

   Cleopatra Teleki pulled in next to Zach as he shut off his Harley and
removed his helmet.  Remaining on his seat but with the kickstand down he
posed rather stud like.  Eying him as she put her car in park, silencing
her own engine she lifted her shades and smiled.

   "I knew that was you." She winked.

   "Nice plates, See Leo?" He grew curious of it's meaning.

   "See as in the letter C.  I'm also a Leo."

   "Ah!  Zodiac fan.  Astrology isn't my thing."

   "I looked at your birthday, you're an Aries." She remained in her car,
her stereo playing Fall Out Boy's song Irresistible.

   "That make us compatible?" He flirts dangling his helmet straps over his
handle bar and resting back on his seat looking charming.

   "The signs do match.  Are you flirting with me Zach?" She toys with her
long curly hair.

   "Just seeing your reaction.  Nice hair, you frosted the tips."

   "You noticed.  See...you're into me."

   "Not yet, the day's young though."

   Taken back by his blunt attitude she leans her arms on her car doors
window sill, her caramel colored flesh a blend of African American, and
Italian Caucasian gave her a perfect appeal.  Her tiny nose ring adding to
her beguiling smile.  Sighing she adds, "You don't want my Momma?"

   "I'm a free agent Miss Cleo.  But...if I had a choice...I'd take ole'
Stormy." Hearing him admit to wanting their midget employee, excuse the
thought, little person, a midget wrestler on the side made Cleo giggle.

   "I can set you up."

   "I can do my own arranging.  How about you?  Boyfriend?  Dating?"

   "No one serious.  I prefer being the one in charge of the asking.  Sadie
Hawkins rule."

   "Good thing I'm not asking."

   "I'll let you know." She wanted to blurt out that she wanted him but
kept shy for the moment.  She wanted him to notice more things about her
first, just to seek his own reactions.  If he really looked he would figure
out her desires.  As a moment of silence created tension Zach hopped off
his bike and made a swaggered journey over to her car door.  She removed
her folded arms and closed her window.  As he opened her car door like a
gentleman she beamed.  Fanning herself with her fingers first she sat there
a moment letting him check out her long silky legs in a very short dress.
The cream colored dress was designed as if it were knitted, tight yarn like
material that had tiny gaps everywhere, revealing skin beneath.  Zach
definitely took notice.

   "Nice dress."

   "Like it?  My Auntie made it for me, she's a designer uptown at a fancy
firm called, Look See."

   "Interesting name considering.  Certainly makes a guy look to see."

   "That's the approach." She snickers blushing.  Braving her exit she
raises her left leg to depart the car, in doing so a clear shot up her
thigh high hemline offered Zach a stunning view of her inner thigh, a
similar colored G-string tightened up into her camel toe.  Noting his eyes
lured to her admission she paused to take her sunglasses off her head and
places them in a center console of the car.  Having to stretch back a bit
her G-string tightened even more.  Before returning she grabbed her purse
from the passenger seat and then made one further move.  On her floorboard
was a sun visor which she stretched to obtain.  Her G-string exposed one
side of her labia just that fast.  Ignoring it she handed him her purse. 
"Can you hold this while I spread out my...sun shield?"

   "Thought you said panty shield for a second." He laughed accepting her
purse.  Further stretching to fold out the windshield cover she went from
parted legs into a half exit, so that she could plant a knee on her seat to
lean across her dash to conceal the passenger side of her window.  Yup! 
Zach took in that perfect ass.  He could see her butt crack through
multiple ports in the knitted dress, all the way down to her G covered
clam.

   "Are you looking at my ass?" She leered over her shoulder grinning.

   "Trying not to.  Failing miserably." He chuckled.  With a giggle she
shakes her butt a bit for his amusement.

   "I twerk too."

   "I bet you do." He winks then looks behind him at the sky, "Not sure why
you're setting up your sunshield, looks like rain coming in from the west."

   "Just a habit."

   "We better get inside before your folks get the wrong idea."

   "Let them.  I'm 18.  I know they can't stop me.  Besides, how can they
say anything knowing what they get away with?  I hope you don't run off,
but I wouldn't blame you.  This place is a freak show."

   "At least there's one freak here I'm curious about." He winks as she
backs out to stand up straight, rolling her hands over her dress as if to
remove wrinkles.  There were none in a dress style like she had on.

   "That's right.  You have the hots for the short girl." She teased him
over his earlier comment on fellow employee Storm.

   "You're short."

   "I'm 5'5."

   "On your knees you would be.  Or, all fours."

   "Wow!  Trying to get me to listen to Sadie?"

   "Naaaa!  I'm just messing with you.  Here's your purse.  I have to grab
my lunch." He abandons her just that fast making her crease her brow. 
Shutting her car door and locking it with a remote on her key ring she
moved on ahead to the front door of the office.  In the windows reflection
she notes him checking her out with a pat over his crotch.  She hadn't
noticed before now but Zach Pedigo was quite erect, his bulge restrained
beneath tight jeans must be agony.  If Zach could see her G-string patch
now it would be soaked.

   Awaiting him she returned the favor and opened the door for him.  Into a
blind moment as their eyes adjusted to the interior both were equally
caught off guard by Cleo's mother Angel.

   "WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?" Cleo grew agitated.

   "A see through nightie.  Don't I look yummy?" Angel sat at Cleo's desk
finishing up a manifest for a delivery order, once done sending it to a
copier behind her.  Angel hopped up just that fast and gave them a 360
twirl to show off her total nudity behind the sheer nightie.  Was it sad
that Zach enjoyed the view of both women?  He didn't think so.

   "MY NIGHTIE!" Cleo snapped, "It's yours now, I'll never wear that
again."

   "Who paid you the money to buy this nightie with?  Or, bought you that
fancy ride.  " Angel grew snippy with bulbous eyes.

   "That would be Dad."

   "It's me that does the payroll baby girl.  Be nice to your Momma or I'll
take out more taxes on you."

   "Unbelievable.  See Zach?  See what I have to live with?"

   "Ohhh I see." He chuckles trying to avoid sending Angel a mixed message.

   "You like what you see Z.  Don't you act all shy now, Mister I whipped
my dick out in this office."

   "WHAT?" Cleo dropped her jaw then looked at Zach, "Where was I?"

   "School baby.  Don't you worry your pretty little head, it was a really
nice cock."

   "It is.  " Zach nodded with agreement as Cleo pouted at her misfortune.

   "Here!  Here's your silly nightie.  I'll just work in the nude today."
Angel removes the nightie and hurls it at her daughter, Cleo snatching it
out of the air nearly dropping it.  In her bending over for a second catch
her knitted dress offered a further impressive outline of her butt crack.
Zach was battling a stiffy at both women.  As slutty as Angel was she had a
body that any man would beg to take to bed.  Well bought breasts did her
shape justice.  Of course, Cleo's tits were real and certainly playful when
she walked, her bra lacy and hardly capable of containing her nipple spark.

   "Daaaaaaamn Rihanna." Zach smirks whistling at Angel, "This place get
many walk-in customers?"

   "Only half the contractors in Seattle." Cleo rolls her eyes as she
stashes her nightie into a desk drawer.  She wouldn't really throw it out,
just clean it really good.  She knew it looked cuter on her than her
slightly bustier mother.  Not that she's had many chances to even wear it.

   "Seriously?" He worried for a moment.

   "We do good business here Zach." Angel prided herself on their
establishment, "I'm Rock's business card." She added with a wink.

   "She leaves papercuts." Cleo frowned taking over her desk and moving
invoices around as she prepped her workload.

   Eying her daughter with a glimmer of sarcasm Angel notices something
that makes her move next to Cleo with more inspection.  "You got your nails
done."

   "I did." Cleo smiles brilliantly then glances at Zach before slithering
her hand under her desk to reside in her lap, almost embarrassed.  It
looked as if Cleo was moving in to touch herself.  Hiding her expression by
using her other hand to twirl her curly locks as a distraction.  Only her
right hand sharing her nails with her Mother.

   "Awww!  She wrote DADDY on her nails.  Rock will be so proud of his
little girl." Angel beams as if emotional.

   "What makes you think she did that for Rocky?" Zach chuckles, "Might be
for some mystery man she likes to refer to as Daddy."

   Cleo bulges her eyes and swiftly avoids this conversation by hopping
from her chair to go pour a cup of coffee.  Angel notes her daughters
reaction and winces, "Is that true Baby?  Do you have a sugar daddy I don't
know about?"

   "NOOOOOOOO!  I just wanted to be creative.  It's for Dad." She was lying
in a sly fashion.

   "Mmmmhmmm!" Angel knew her kid well, she was hiding something.  A glance
at Cleo's other hand drew Mom in grabbing her wrist to examine Cleo's left
set of nails.  "I heart Z I P?  What in the world?  What is I love ZIP?"

   "Leave me alone Momma."

   "Not until you explain yourself."

   "Oh look, Storm and the guys are here." Cleo aims to misdirect the
conversation.

   "Funny!" Zach chuckled, "ZIP is my initials...oh boy." He caught on
slower than usual.  Brows peaking he turns heal and opens the door for the
work crew.  In passing the men fist bump the new guy making Zach wince
every time, his hands still swollen and burning from use without gloves
yesterday.  If he only knew the days ahead they would hurt far worse.  As
Stormy Belair enters she looks up at Zach and fist bumps his crotch, making
him shake his head.

   "What?  I like that fist better." She bantered.

   "One track minds around here I swear."

   "Hello my loves." Angel migrates amid her male employees to greet them
with kisses, their hands all over her.  Cleo choked on her coffee, used to
seeing her Mother be the social slut that she was, yet wondering if her
nails were a bit too much, too soon.  She really only did it to be
flirtatious.  Testing the waters if you will.  With Angel occupied Cleo
peers over her coffee cup exposing her left hand directly at Zach for him
to visibly read if looking.  Inquisitively he took the time to wink at Cleo
with a light nod of respect.  Eyes brightening up she returned to her chair
and sat facing him.  Legs parting while nobody was looking she shows off
her cream colored G-string yet again.  This time however she placed her
left hand over her pussy and patted her nails.  Definitely an invite and
Zach knew it.  Feeling bolder she used his locked in gaze to further
inspire him by tantalizing him with a peeled aside G-string, revealing her
thinly shaved runway and her very tight looking pussy.  Using her nails in
order she nudged Z between her lips, followed by the I, and finally the P.
Once completed Cleo seals her pussy off with her G-string patch and closes
her legs.  Another sip from her coffee mug while sharing a sparkling set of
eyes, she swivels her chair and gets back to work.

   Zach sighed heavily and started to turn for the warehouse door to ward
off his erection.  He definitely did not need Angel or Stormy getting the
wrong idea.  Not that Angel wasn't appealing, nor Stormy in a very strange
attraction, her being a little person.  Stormy was pretty darned cute and
curvy.  Yeah, Zach had to bail.

   Not in the cards Stud!

   "Where are you going?" Angel broke away from her handy admirers and
clutched Zach by a belt loop, halting his escape.

   "Just going to find Rock."

   "He'll be here shortly, don't you worry.  I need you to look at me
Zach." She uses two fingers for a confirmed eye to eye.  Instead he lowers
his gaze to her very aroused nips.  "Okay, you can look there, I'm good
with that."

   "Hard not to look Boss lady."

   "You bet your ass I'm hard to look at.  I work hard on keeping this
worthy of attention.  I'm not naïve Muscles, I know you're looking at my
Cleopatra too.  Don't you dare hurt her."

   "How many days on the job?  You're naked in front of me, she has a
crush, and Stormy is boxing my ball sack.  What's next?"

   Jaime Ruiz steps past Zach and stops cold to examine Zach's erection,
"Mucho Gusto Mi Amigo."

   "Thanks...I think.  How do you people keep employees?" Zach laughs,
"Scratch that, I know the answer." While rolling his eyes Stormy steps up
and paws at his erection, "MEEEE FUCKING YOWWW!  Nice scratching post Z."

   "Enough already." He rumbles holding his temples as if stressed.  "Look!
I need this job guys.  Can we just keep this sexual tension on the down
low?"

   "I'm down low." Stormy wags her brows and again pats his dick.  "Looks
pretty tense to me."

   "I give up." He shakes his head thinking fast, "I'm not saying any of
you aren't sexy as fuck, you are." A snapped glance at co-workers Gerald
and Anthony he rules them out with a set of poised palms out of defense. 
Anthony shrugs looking at the elder Gerald.  A comment that he knew he was
sexy went over well.  Gerald playfully confirming that.  "I'm talking about
the ladies.  I just have priorities at home now...I just found out I have a
daughter.  She came to live with me and I need to provide."

   "You have a daughter?" He hears Cleo appear shocked, locating her
curiosity.

   "Yep.  Sure do.  She's 19 now.  I know...I started young." He again
raises his palms chuckling.  In doing so Angel took full advantage of them
and stepped in front, pushing her breasts directly into his palms.  Using
her hands she squeezes his fingers around her tits and sighs.  Zach froze
and admired his hands gripping Momma Teleki's breasts.  Definitely nice. 
As she removes her hands from his she was surprised he held on longer than
he did.  They were very, very firm.  Shaking it off Zach growls, "I should
have stayed in bed."

   "Bed up in the loft Baby." Angel winks.

   "Not going there Boss.  Can I take the day off?  I think it's gonna rain
anyway." He laughs looking out the window at storm clouds rolling in. 
"Can't put up siding if it's pouring down."

   "Mmmm!  Just the thoughts of cum pouring down my sid..." Angel finds
Zach's hand palming her mouth instead of her tit, one hand still lingering
until he realized the delay.  Removing the hand he points at Angel to
behave.

   "I need to go see my Psychiatrist." He chuckles directing his next
vocalization at Angel.  "You hush."

   "You never declared any dependents on your tax deduction forms." Cleo
recalls garnering Zach's attention.  "I filled those out for you the day
you got hired."

   "Like I said, she's 19.  Just knocked on my door and said, Hi Dad."

   "Positive she's yours?" Storm added her observation.

   "Can we change the subject?" He rolls his eyes, "Let me get used to the
idea myself without you bozos giving me hell." His bluff was getting deeper
by the second.

   "No child support records either.  I looked." Cleo grew suspicious.

   "Stalker." He pointed playfully.

   "Maybe." Cleo giggled, "Just checking you out like a good Human
Resources would do."

   "I never knew she existed, alright?  Her mom and I had a one nighter at
a party when I was 16.  Young and stupid stuff.  They moved away a few days
later." Sounded good to him, "Can't tell me any of you were any different
at that age."

   "Not me." Storm puckered, "Still a virgin."

   "Rigggght!" He sneers at her.

   "I was 21." Angel shocked him.

   "I'm not saying nothin'." Cleo giggled and placed her chin in her palm,
elbow on her desk.

   "Let's see a picture of your baby." Angel hugged him by the bicep, one
breast to each side of his arm.  Zach paused to look at her clinginess and
envisioned titty fucking her before shaking the notion off.

   "Not yet.  Like I said she just found me a few days ago." He saw their
disappointment and doubt enough to react swiftly, "Hold on, I'll have her
take a selfie.  She should still be home getting ready for work." Taking
out his cell he texts Heidi who was drying off from her morning shower. 
Hearing the cell she looks at the text with a devious grin.

   "Miss me that much?" She types back.

   "Just send me a pic.  Trust me.  I have my bosses thinking I'm a
father."

   "Give me a minute Daddy." She laughs foregoing any LOL in her text.

   As Zach waited he told the office community, "She's taking a couple."
The group merely began talking about other things, namely Gerald who was a
big Seattle Mariners fan.  Luckily Anthony and he kept the tension down. 
Cleo however kept looking at Zach mesmerized by him.  Angel had decided to
lotion her body right in front of everyone.  Storm hit the restroom.  Zach
himself was already regretting this lie.  All he was trying to do was ward
off the sexual tension in the office.  His thoughts were already feeling
guilt.

   Five minutes pass before he receives his first photo.  Opening it as the
ladies grew interested again, he looks at it and bulges his eyes.  A photo
of Heidi's ass mooning him with baby powder on her cheeks was first with
the caption of "Daddy took care of my diaper rash." So not funny.  A
connected pic had her sucking her thumb, caption, "Try as he might Daddy
can't break me of sucking on things." Grimacing at her goofiness he holds
the cell to his chest to confirm something to the ladies.

   "Bad hair day.  Let me have her try again." Texting her he writes, "BE
SERIOUS.  Just a smile." Seconds later he receives another pic, this time
of her pussy from the side forming a tight smile.  His boner was killing
him.  "KNOCK IT OFF.  HURRY IT UP I JUST NEED YOUR FACE."

   Finally he gets a sweet photo of Heidi, hair still wet but perfect
otherwise.  Just that quickly he shared the photo with Angel, and the
returning Storm, finally, Anthony, Gerald, and Jaime.  All of them appeared
genuinely sincere in their admiration.

   "She's beautiful." Angel fawns over his shoulder, "Come see Cleopatra."
Cleo fidgets a bit then finally abandons her seat and moves next to Zach's
other arm.  As he shows her the picture Cleo bulges her eyes.  "Isn't she
stunning Baby?"

   "Yeah!  She is." Cleo knew that face.  It was the girl from the nail
salon.  Concealing her reaction from Zach she departs just as quickly. 
Saved by the fact her Father burst into the office from the warehouse. 
Seeing everyone chipper, Rocky Teleki eyes his wife and offers swag in his
step, moving to her side and turning her a bit before leaning in and biting
her nipple.  Squealing, as she held on to Zach's arm she pampers her
husband's scalp.

   "Dig in Pedigo.  She's got another one." Rocky chuckles lifting Angel's
other breast toward Zach.

   "I ate a big breakfast.  Raincheck?" He winced at even adding that,
knowing Angel would be all over his reply.

   "I'm holding you to that Handsome." Angel winks.  Of course she was.

   "What's wrong with my Munchkin?" Rocky notices Cleo pouting at her desk.

   "Nothing.  Just really horny these days and I'm not getting any." Storm
chuckles, "Who are you calling Munchkin, Oompa Loompa?" She retaliates
eying Rocky's own stunted height compared to his wife.  He being 5'5, her
5'8.

   "I'm talking about Cleo." Rocky frowns at Storm.  "She mad because I'm
still breast feeding and she's not?"

   "SERIOUSLY?" Cleo raised her voice out of frustration, "Why didn't you
two use condoms and spare me this life I lead?"

   "Your father is just teasing you Baby.  Show Rocky your nails."

   Haunted by her mistake Cleo only flashes her right hand at her father.
With his vision poor he makes his way closer to hold her hand reading DADDY
on her nails in unison.  Cleo hid her face shyly expecting a scene.

   "That touches my heart little girl." He kisses her knuckle making Cleo
blush.  "See that Pedigo?  She loves her old man."

   "Lots of love it seems." Zach wanted to run.

   "Anything on your other hand?"

   "Luckily not a ring Rock." Angel snickers.  "Show him Baby."

   "Will you just butt out?" Cleo sneers at her mother, then hesitantly
reveals her left hand to Rocky.  Reading her nails he at first shrugged.

   "I love ZIP?  I don't get it."

   "Zachary Ian Pedigo." Zach sighs.  "Your kid has the hots for me."
Beside him Angel Teleki flares her eyes and slides over behind Anthony, and
Gerald for protection.

   "Huh!  At least you have a job to support my kid.  OR DO YOU?" Rocky
sneers then pats Cleo's hand, "Relax you moron.  I know my kid likes ya.  I
saw it the first time she set eyes on ya.  Kiddy crush don't you worry. 
Besides, you do her wrong I'll just make that Z into an R, as in R.I.P."

   "Hey!  I didn't start any of this Rock.  Who was it that told me I could
tap the kid if I wanted?" Zach rebels.

   "WHAT?????" Cleo turns beat red laughing.

   Zach adds more fuel while winking at Cleo, "That R.I.P could stand for
Ride It Princess."

   "OH MY GOD!" Cleo cracks up taking her hand back from her father's
grasp, "You're as bad as they are."

   "Where you hiding that bed Angel?"

   "If I show you, I'm dragging you into it." Angel huffs fanning herself.

   "Threesome with the Teleki girls?  Hmmm?" He ponders with his eyes
directed at the ceiling.

   "Well just let me pop some popcorn first." Rocky chuckles, "Enough of
this gab.  Pedigo?  Date my kid before you go seducing her.  Spend your
first paycheck on my little girl."

   "Maybe my fourth check.  I got evicted, but Heidi saved my ass for the
moment.  Gotta get caught up."

   "Heidi?  You already have a girlfriend?  Ex-wife?" Rocky narrowed his
eyes protectively.

   "His daughter Rock." Angel jumped to Zach's defense.

   "You have a kid?  I took you for a bachelor."

   "Sorry to burst your bubble.  No wife, just an ex, Yushea.  Not the
momma."

   "Interesting name."

   "Crazy rich Asian." He laughed.

   "Show Rock your daughter Zach." Angel prompted him into reviving his
cell.  Digging it back out he reproduced his only worthy pic of Heidi. 
This lie was getting out of hand.  Admitting it was a lie now might get him
fired, so he kept it going.

   "Looks more like her Mom than me." He shares the photo with Rocky.

   "I'd do her." Rocky smirks at Zach who went pale, "Chillax Pedigo.  Now
ya know how I feel hearing you wanna fuck my daughter."

   "Did I..." Zach cut himself off not wanting to hurt Cleo.  He actually
did want to fuck her.  "I'm not bringing my kid around you freaks." He
chose to laugh about it all.  That part was true.  As the joking furthered
a loud rumble clouded the room.  Rocky moving to the window just as it
began pouring down rain sighed, "Looks like we're working indoors folks. 
Anthony?  Suit up you're blowing insulation today.  Take Pedigo here with
ya and get him a hazmat suit.  That should get ya both through lunch. 
Gerald?  Jaime?  Sweep up the warehouse.  Stormy?  Hold my umbrella."

   "Better get me a ladder if you expect that."

   "I meant the one in my martini.  Go make us a couple.  We're gonna go
watch some of your wrestling videos."

   "Hold up Rock." Angel posed a finger, "Who am I playing with if everyone
is busy?"

   "You're getting Stormy's height." He lowers his palm to hover over his
dick.  Angel immediately grinned.

   "Mmmm!  Yes Daddy." A blowjob it was.

   As everyone left the office Zach took a minute away from Anthony to
return to Cleo.  "Pssst!" She follows his call toward the warehouse door.
"I'm honored.  If I get back early enough wanna buy me lunch?"

   "Me buy?"

   "I'll return the favor when I get paid."

   As he awaited her response Zach found himself bathed in two fluttering
twenty dollar bills.  Caught off guard he peers behind him to see Rocky
holding his wallet open.  Shaking his head at Zach he admits, "I wasn't
gonna stuff them in your Fruit of the Looms.  Go treat my kid to lunch, on
me.  I got faith in ya Pedigo."

   "Thanks.  You can deduct that from my paycheck."

   "Naaa!  My treat this time.  Just put a smile on my kids face."

   "I'll do my best."

   "Maybe you two can go fishing.  You can use Cleo's dress as a fishnet."
He chuckled.  Daddy had noticed her attire.

   "Funny man Rock." As Zach watches Rocky wave his hand as he walks away,
he turns his attention back on Cleo.  At first eying her desk to find it
empty he discovered the beauty on her knees in front of him collecting the
fallen bills.  Looking up at him with puppy dog eyes she smiles.

   "I can tuck them into your Fruit of the Looms."

   Motioning her up she rises to face him.  Plucking the bills from her
fingers he looks around for safety reasons and leans in to lift her dress
up to her waist and tucks the bills under her G-string.  "These look better
on you.  I'm going commando."

   Shivering at his gesture she steps closer putting her palms on his
chest. "I think Daddy likes you."

   "So does Mommy." He laughs.

   "She likes all men."

   "I prefer you." He stares into her eyes.

   "I know..." She begins to say that she knew his daughter, possibly his
ex-wife, the Asian thing he mentioned giving her reason to suspect. 
Especially after hearing the woman at the nail salon say her ex-husband's
initials were Z.I.P.  Too coincidental.  However, Cleo went mum.  Why ruin
a chance at Zach by sharing her info?  She wanted him that badly.  Changing
the subject she makes fun of him, "Can't afford underwear?  Should we stop
by the mall and buy you a pair?"

   Hearing her jest sparks an idea, "You know what?  There's a really good
restaurant out there.  You like Mexican?"

   "Yes."

   "Sound good?"

   "Go insulate.  Tell Anthony to get you back here by noon.  I'll be
waiting in my car."

   "Shit!  If it's raining like this later it's gonna suck riding home on
my Harley."

   "You could take me home with you." She beguiles him while nibbling her
lip.

   "Date first.  Daddy's orders.  Besides my kid would be home.  New to me
stuff, y'know?"

   "Oh." She wondered how long Heidi had actually been in town.  After
listening to her at the nail salon while waiting to get her nails done the
girl appeared as if she had known her fellow workers quite awhile.  Was
there more to this than she was being told?  Suspicion crept in yet
Cleopatra Teleki kept it hidden well.  Nothing was going to prevent her
from fucking this man.  Target in sight.

   "See you at noon." He suavely kissed her on the lips and quickly pulled
away.

   "Seeya then."

   As Zach walked through the warehouse to meet with Anthony he grinned,
"Now I can see Heidi at work.  Only thing is, how am I going to get away
from Cleo?  No reason they can't meet, right?  Hmmm!  Maybe I'll check out
Heidi's boss and the punk rocker she mentioned too.  Damn!  My hands are
getting full here."

   They would still be sore tomorrow.  Sorer still the day after.  He just
didn't know it yet.



   Be My Guest Ch.  06: STRIP MALL

   12:05 in the afternoon.  Zach and Anthony were running late.  Stupid
thunderstorm.

   Cleopatra Teleki sat in the office instead of in her car like she told
Zach Pedigo she would.  The rain was dropping cats and dogs so hard on the
tin roof of the warehouse/office that she decided to wait.  With no
umbrella she didn't want to be soggy all over in her yarn like dress
because of lacking in common sense.  Already wet in the shadows of her
G-spot was enough as it was.  Zach had been glued to her thoughts since
their morning flirtations.  That, and her sneaky suspicions about so-called
daughter Heidi, if she had known her last name Cleo might have done a
people search on her.  Cleo was smarter than she led on.

   Watching the street, she finally notices the Teleki Insulation van pull
off the street and into the parking lot.  As Anthony drove through a rising
garage door and enter it Cleo held her breath.  "We're going to lunch.  Why
does it have to be raining so hard?  Fucking Seattle weather.  I had to
wear this dress just for him.  My luck the rain will make it shrink. 
There's always the nightie to change into." She giggles knowing that
getting that sheer thing wet would be total nudity.  Wrong answer.  Bold
she was, but not at the mall where he wanted to go for lunch.  Of course,
that might get Zach really horny and the idea of getting some of the
muscular Mister Pedigo did sound more on the menu that any Mexican
restaurant could offer.  She needed tamale.  HOT!  HOT!  TAMALE! 
Infatuation took on a whole new meaning.  Look out Zach, Cleo was a tiger
waiting to pounce.

   Meeting him in the warehouse she gave him time to hang up his equipment
and wash up a bit.  He had acknowledged her via a pausing finger, in
response she showed him three fingers, all with his initials on them. 
Unknown to Cleo, Zach was feeling pretty honored that she would go that
extreme so soon in knowing one another.  Fearless Zach was a risk taker, so
Cleo being so bold so fast only amped up his desire to see what she was
truly made of.  If she was anything at all like her Mother, Zach was
interested.  Possibly due to the fact he loved younger women.  His high
energy for his age drove him in that direction.  Zach Pedigo was a sexual
beast.  This week alone he had bedded down three women in two days, well
Nasty was all the way, Kayla and Heidi were only sampled, but he knew he
was going to nail all of them here soon.  Another girl, his landlord's
caregiver was on tap for the weekend.  Now?  Here was little Miss Goddess
Cleo.  They were both ready.

   "Ran late, sorry." Zach approached her finally, "It's still pouring
outside.  Sure you wanna get out in this?"

   "I'm positive.  I want to spend time alone with you."

   "Same here.  Listen, about the Mall...we might stop in and see my kid,
I'll introduce you.  That alright?"

   "Sure.  There's only one problem..." Cleo grits her teeth for two
seconds, "I already know of her.  Well, kind of...when I got my nails done.
I ended up going elsewhere...too many customers ahead of me." It was a
partial truth, she wasn't going to mention his ex-wife.  "But, I recognized
her as soon as you showed me her pic."

   "Okay then.  She's a good kid."

   "I hope she doesn't think bad of me, I kind of ran out of her salon in a
hurry.  I was running late getting here." Half truth.  "I hope when she
sees my nails she doesn't think bad of me...you being her Dad and all."

   "She'll be fine." He looks Cleo over rubbing his chin, "I hope we don't
get kicked out of the mall over that dress.  It shows an awful lot of
skin."

   "I'm not changing so we just see what happens." She brightens up
playfully, "I might even lose my G-string just for kicks."

   "Livin' on the edge, huh?  Might as well lose that bra too."

   "I'll think about it.  Would that...turn you on?"

   "EVERYTHING about you turns me on Cleo."

   "Are you okay with my liking you so soon?"

   "Just don't rush it too fast.  I'll be honest, I prefer being single. 
Anything else you want I'd never deny you."

   "So, just a fuck buddy?"

   "Oh, I'll give you some serious passion to go along with that, but...I
will date other girls too.  Rather stop here knowing that?"

   "No.  I'm good.  Like my mom I love sex, I just don't do whoever is
available.  She does a lot for Daddy.  They're pretty freaky."

   "Noooo!  Not the Teleki's."

   "I'm a Teleki, watch it." She snickers, "I have my own freaky side."

   "Rain's not letting up, we gonna run for it?" He opens the side door of
the garage to look out at the torrent coming down.  Gutters overflowing
along the building were producing thin waterfalls which they would need to
avoid going out this way.  It was closer to her car though, so it made
sense.

   "Am I losing my panties now or later?"

   'Let's lose those at the mall." He winks, "Damn that dress is just too
sexy.  You need to have that Aunt make you a few more of these."

   "Already did.  I have three of these in different colors.  Wine colored,
and a powder blue.  I rock all of those shades.  I have been considering
another dress, only with wider holes to show off more."

   "You just make that request and I'll show you off in style."

   "I'll call Babs tomorrow.  Color preference?"

   "Bright yellow would accent that hair and your eyes.  Maybe a grey
color."

   "I love your fashion sense.  I'll have to buy new heels to go with
them."

   "Daddy's money?"

   "You know it.  He spoils me if you can't tell."

   "That's what Dad's do."

   "Have you bought your daughter anything since meeting her?"

   Zach fidgets a bit, the only thing he had bought his made up daughter
was a silver bullet vibrator and extra batteries.  Nice guy that he was. 
"Not really, only known her a short time.  That and no money."

   "I could loan you a few dollars if you want to surprise her." Cleo
thought that might be an icebreaker when meeting Heidi, after running off
like she did at the salon.

   "That would mean paying you back.  I'll need every penny I make to meet
the rent and feed myself.  Thanks for the offer though, nice of you Cleo."

   "Keep it in mind.  I'm here to help as long as it doesn't get out of
hand.  Just...treat me good."

   "Like this?" He yanks her body into his and kisses her hard on the lips,
hand on her ass, finger inside a hole of her dress to tickle her butt
crack. She melted and palmed his face not wanting those lips to retreat,
even though that finger was tickling her.  Cleo was determined not to give
him reason to halt this passionate moment.  Not even Anthony in the
background whistling ruined their connection.  Zach even pulled Cleo's
dress up in back just to show Anthony her undiscovered cheeks, tight as
tight gets.  Hear that quarter bounce?  Anthony looked around him for more
eyes before rubbing his crotch.  Out of respect for his bosses he had never
reacted to Cleo before now.  Well, other than glances.  He knew the kid was
pure volcano.

   "Do NOT ever stop doing that.  Shit Zach, that was...I'm breathless."
She didn't even tug her skirt down just fanned herself.  She just had to
look down to see if he was hard, her curiosity was just too strong.  Pup
tent it was, hell a big tent revival.  AMEN!  "That looks really big.  I
can't believe you pulled it out in front of our entire crew.  Wish I had
been there."

   "Lunch ain't over." He winks drawing her back in before patting her
bottom like a drum with both hands.  The second kiss was steamier than the
first.  Overheated by the tenderness Cleo grew exceptionally wet.  Her tan
G-string could not contain the stain.  There was no hiding soggy.  This
time, as they separated Zach took time to look over her body, noticing the
wet cloth.  Puckering he darted his head from side to side, "Maybe we'll
lose that G here, instead of the mall." He lifts her dress a bit higher in
front and crouches down to seductively drag her G-string over her hips,
down her legs and to her three inch heels.  Stepping out Zach held them in
his possession.  Taking them to his nose he inhaled her beauty.  Cleo was
swooning.  It was then she heard Anthony mutter, "Sweet Jesus."

   "Hi Anthony." Cleo looked over her shoulder with sparkling eyes.  Her
ass in full view she stood proud.  Zach in turn stood up and winked another
time at Cleo.

   "Dare you to let Anthony hang on to these until we get back."

   "Dare accepted." She plucks her G-string from his grasp and turns to
face Anthony, dress still high on her hips, exposing her clean shaven
pussy's warm wet smile.  Strutting toward him she takes his hand and plants
her underwear over his fingers.  "Can you hold on to those until the end of
the day?" All Anthony could do was nod.  Did that really happen?  The
Teleki kid.  Turning around to return to Zach, Cleo let Anthony see her
full dance recital, that ass was sanctuary.  At least in the sense of
knowing any man would want to reside there.  She had never felt so
exhilirated.  Just as she reached Zach he grabbed her hand and pulled her
out the door into the rain.  Forcing her under the downpour of the gutters
she yelped, drowning in ice cold water, her body going glossy and her dress
tightening over her flesh like a prison.

   "OH MY GOD!" Just as swiftly Zach pulled her out from under it and
kissed her even harder.  She melded her contours to his like a serpent
entwining it's prey.  Drenched from head to toe the both of them, it was
going to be a long lunch full of body heat to dry themselves.  A bolt to
the car she had to dig into her purse for her keys.  Zach behind her
rubbing his crotch over her ass, she took her time unlocking the door,
laughing her ass off.  Once inside Zach raced around to the other side. 
Laughing she locked his door keeping him in the rain as she points at him.
Finally, she let him in.  Engine started, she kicked on the heater just to
compensate their chills as they sat there a bit before leaving.

   "I can feel my dress shrinking.  Holy shit!" She pinched at her chest in
discomfort, "Let's not ruin any more of my dresses like this.  Auntie Bab's
ain't cheap and I'll need a new one this color."

   "Clinging nicely Miss Cleo."

   "Yeah, this bra has to go before it cuts off my circulation." She arches
forward over her steering wheel to reach behind her back and through her
open ports to detach her bra.  Easing under her armpits she drags the bra
free and hurls it into her backseat.  Zach could see nipples sticking
through the ports.  "Well?  No hiding the knitting needles."

   "The mall is gonna love you."

   "Security won't."

   "You worry too much.  We'll dry off a little before going in.  Start
driving."

   "My hair is horrid now." She eyes herself and primps into her rearview
mirror.  Luckily her hair avoided most of the downpours direct cascade, her
body held under for the most part.  It was still wet, just not as horrid as
she felt it was.  Growling at Zach she put her car in drive and they left
the lot.

   Seattle's famed Westfield Southcenter Mall...coming up on 1:20 PM...

   "You ready to take lunch Ms.  Baker?"

   "Ms?  You make me sound old Vicksen."

   "Vicksen?  You make me sound like an exotic dancer." Her manager Vicki
grins almost accepting the compliment, "I like your nickname.  You may take
ten more minutes on your break."

   "A whole whopping ten minutes?  Now I don't have to pee and freshen my
make up at the same time."

   "Go before I change my mind." Vicki flutters her knuckles trying not to
laugh, and still show her authority.

   "I'm waiting on my sister.  We're having lunch together.  Can I hold off
until she gets here?"

   "And make the mad rush of ladies here to buy thongs wait on you?" Her
boss finally laughed, "It's a slow day, take fifteen minutes more instead.
I'll ward off the gauntlet."

   "Awesome."

   "Oh!  Before you go, we haven't talked about that new roommate of yours
more.  Is he still being a gentleman?"

   "Oh hell no.  He's trying to get me naked every night." Heidi giggles,
"I'm joking.  Zach's been really cool." She wasn't really joking.  Zach did
want her to live her life as a free spirit, knowing Heidi had it in her to
run free nude while at home.  Heidi was not going to waste any time denying
herself, besides her inner freak adored turning the older man on.  It took
a freak to know a freak.  Vicki needn't know that.  "Strangely, he's kind
of fatherly." Only because of their game of Father Daughter kept her off
the lease, and it just continued being utilized in conversation.  It was
fun.

   "Sorry I'm late.  I applied for a job at a few places.  It's freaking
pouring down outside.  I had to stop a few times on the way here.  Dad's
truck needs new wiper blades." Saved by the yell, slightly older stepsister
Kayla Trudeau arrived in a fluster.  Vicki eying her attire of a concert
t-shirt for the band One Republic and cut off jeans that were cut a wee bit
too high for such thick hips.  No bra left the girl's hefty tits bobbing in
her hurried state.  The fact her shirt was wringing wet only made it cling
to her curves.  Kayla could certainly polish up her cellulite, hardly fat,
just needing work.  Zach Pedigo had promised to get her in shape by taking
her to the gym.  She was ready to work hard when he was.  The fact their
sexual tension being so receptive only guided her vision.  Even though he
was into lots of girls she found him irresistible.  Self esteem might be
playing it's part.  If it got her laid, or even kissed on Kayla Trudeau was
embracing it, even if a certain reluctance at first kept her from going all
the way.  That would not be an issue going forward.  At least she told
herself that.

   "About time.  Vicksen here just gave me an hour lunch."

   "Hour?  Forty five." Vicki retaliated with a grimace.

   "See you in an hour and forty five then.  You're the best Foxy." Heidi
grabbed Kayla by her t-shirt , wet fingers dragging her away.

   "Foxy?  Oooo!  I like that one too.  FIFTY MINUTES.  NO LONGER." Vicki
was losing anyway.

   "So, what made you go looking for a job my less than energetic sis?"
Heidi walked with Kayla away from Vicki's Secret.

   "I guess when Zach said I should get a job it hit home.  I really don't
want to live with your Mom forever.  Maybe after Zach's lease is up we can
all get a house together."

   Heidi paused for a second to imagine the idea, that meant calming her
freaky side a bit.  Kayla knew her stepsister pretty well, but not 100%. 
Even Heidi had her secrets.  Being alone with Zach gave her the options to
taunt him into giving her what she wanted every night.  Namely, her fetish
to be jizzed on.  That part made her feel like a total slut.  It felt good.
Nothing nor anybody was going to prevent her from her warm bedtime milk. 
Having Kayla and their Hindi girlfriend Nastiya around meant Zach might be
tapped out at the cow.  Nope.  Nyet.  Nada.  All Heidi's.

   "We'll cross that bridge when we get there.  Give me time to enjoy
living my own life, this is my first time out on my own."

   "You want Zach all to yourself don't you?"

   "He's fun.  I'm glad things happened as they did, my knocking on the
wrong door.  Something just clicked, even if he is old as dirt."

   "Old enough to be your..." Kayla falls short of using the term Dad,
knowing Heidi had been denied a real father all of her life.  It suddenly
dawned on Kayla that maybe that was what Heidi was exploring in a way, what
it would be like to have a Dad.  She did know they were roleplaying the
family connection with their landlord.  Kayla would listen a bit more
closely for a true affirmation that her suspicions were on target.

   "Dad?  Yeah, as long as he doesn't start wanting me to act like I'm
fifteen and begging for an allowance." Heidi chuckles, "Pleeeeeeeeese Daddy
I want a new toy." She goes into a childlike voice.

   "Ohhhhh maaan.  That even turned me on." Kayla nudges her sister
laughing, "Hey I love this dress on you." Heidi instantly looks over her
burgundy colored dress with open cleavage, the skirt two inches above her
knees.

   "My new favorite outfit.  I bet Zach would like it too, not that it
matters what he likes."

   "Heidi's getting a crush." Kayla recites goofily.

   "Naaaa!  He's just too old to get close to.  I'll just torture his ass
with my youthful exuberance.  Did I tell you I met his ex-wife?  I haven't
told him so hush."

   "No way.  Really?  Where?"

   "Mrs.  Chang's.  She came in and got her nails done.  Once I figured out
who she was I nearly peed.  She's actually nice.  Drop dead gorgeous for
sure.  She's way younger than Tom."

   "Wow!  Why did they get divorced?"

   "She had multiple affairs behind his back.  I think she really regrets
doing it now.  All she talked about was her love still being there.  Of
course, she just got dumped so she's probably just rebounding and thinking
she can weasel her way back in."

   "That could be bad for you if they rekindle.  You might be asked to move
out."

   "Come on!" Heidi smirked and fluttered her fingers over her body, "Look
at mwah.  Codger would rather keep me around because I'm smoking hot and
barely legal." She laughs.

   "You're 19, legal as it gets."

   "I bet I can keep Tom if I tried."

   "As long as you share him.  I want that dick in me again.  Used this
time not just parked inside of my pink garage." Kayla excitably blushes.

   "Lucky you." Heidi hides the fact he had done the same to her.

   "How did you deal with that egg vibrator for so long.  We heard you
screaming for hours." Kayla flares her eyes, "You know he made us push the
trigger a few times right?"

   "What?  You got me off?  I HATE YOU." She laughs then feels strange
about her sister torturing her.  Zach was obviously evil to make her do
that.  Nastiya doing it too only made Heidi get goosebumps.  "Wow!  That's
messed up."

   "Sorry I gave you an orgasm."

   "Stop before I vomit."

   "Oh my gosh." Kayla pauses to point, "Look!  That guy has a pink mohawk.
Too funny."

   "That's Weaver.  He's cute.  I might go out with him if he ever asks
me."

   "I guess.  What do you think Zach would think if you brought that guy
home?"

   "Do I care?  I'm my own slut.  He's his own stud.  If I was worried
about what he thought I'd never have set him up with you and Nasty." Heidi
had her reasons.  There was that freak side, setting him up to get so
turned on made her crazy inside.  In her own dark corner she wanted him to
come to her afterwards and sort of take out his frustrations.  Imagining
herself fucking another guy in front of Zach made her bite a nail.  How
would Zach take it?

   "I set Tom up with a nurse who cares for our landlord.  Her name is
Khloe.  Bitch is sexy as hell.  They go to the same gym."

   "Awww maaan.  I have gym competition?  I'll never lose weight."

   "Bitch stop your whining, you're not that big, just puffy in a few
places." Heidi pats her sister on the ass, then her tummy.  "Flat tire at
worst."

   "Gee thanks Miss Supermodel."

   "Oh!  I met a model too.  She says I should do some modelling, wants to
introduce me to her agency."

   "Is it legit?"

   "No idea, but Petra looks like Scarlett Jo."

   "She going after Zach too?"

   "Hasn't met him yet.  You think the old guy can keep up with that much
pussy?"

   "I'd put money on it, if I had any.  You're paying for lunch."

   "I just paid rent.  Mom bought me groceries.  What am I an ATM?"

   "Taco Bell is cheap."

   "Chalupa!" Heidi shook her head, they were already on their way to the
food court.

   Outside in the parking lot, Cleo Teleki finally found a parking space.
With the rain falling so heavily people were battling for closer spots
leaving Cleo quite a ways out.  Zach sitting next to her rubbing her leg
made her shiver, adding to her chills from being wet all over.  While her
skin was dry her crochet style dress wasn't, it was still creating creases
in her caramel colored flesh where it had shrunk and tightened up all over
her body.  Strangely, it's snug fit made her crazy inside.  Knowing Zach
expected her to waltz right into the Mall without underwear only
intensified her hormonal state.  People were sure to see every inch of her
barely concealed nudity, her dress being flesh colored only added to the
magnetic look.  Of course, being wet made the material a shade darker to
compensate her own natural flesh tone.  Fuck it!  She felt naked, why not
enjoy it.

   "Close as we're gonna get." He scowls.

   "Oh, you better get closer." She snaps a sneer at him then flicks her
tongue his way.

   "Not what I meant."

   "Just being silly.  Zach?" She lowers her gaze to his caressing hand on
her upper thigh.

   "Yeah?"

   "I need that cock in me.  You've got me crazy inside."

   "Patience.  You haven't even seen Hardy yet."

   "Hardy?"

   "Yeah my..." He started to say roommate, then daughter before biting his
own tongue, "My friends say I look like the actor Tom Hardy."

   "I can see him.  Gonna inject his Venom into me?"

   "As long as your pussy doesn't sport needle like teeth and try and eat
me." He laughs, "I've seen the movie."

   "I'll save the eating for you."

   "Better do that before the Mexican cuisine.  Might get gas."

   "Eww!  Ruin the moment."

   "I'd gnaw on your clit even if you were singing in the background."

   "You say the sweetest things.  This rain is not letting up."

   "That dress is going bondage on ya."

   "I blame you and TLC."

   "TLC?"

   "Their song Waterfall?"

   "Gotcha.  I like that song."

   "I'm...a bit scared here Zach.  If I get arrested for indecency Daddy is
gonna..." Cleo falls silent and considers her words, "...probably applaud
me when he bails me out.  I can hear him now, That's my Girl." She raises
her tone to sound gruff.

   "Freaky family.  You know your Mom won't rest until she's had me right?"

   "Do your worst.  If that's what you wanna do."

   "Not saying I want her, just saying my gut tells me she won't stop until
I cave."

   "Trying to make me jealous?"

   "No, you know her better than me."

   "She's gonna eat you alive."

   "I'm gonna eat you alive."

   "We braving the Great Flood?" She fidgets taking her keys out of her
ignition.

   "Let's go." Zach opens his door then races around to the drivers side to
get her door.  Even in a storm he was a gentleman.  As she steps out
squealing she locks up her car and stashes her keys in her clutch purse. 
Taking Zach's hand she starts to follow him when he turns to face her,
backing her against the hood of her car.  Gripping her hips he lifts her
off of her feet and sits her on the slick hood.  In awe of his boldness she
finds her ankles snatched up, his grip forcing her legs high and wide.  Her
balance led her upper body into laying back on the metal.  Seconds of
positioning her Zach looked down between her legs at a glistening smile. 
That pussy was mewing.  Digging in Zach ate said pussy as she hid her face
from the pouring rain.  Cleo Teleki was screaming at the top of her lungs.
Even with people looking for parking spots, cameras all around, Zach was
challenging her limits.  Cleopatra was up for her Mark Anthony.

   At first not many cars could actually witness the event in the angle
they were parked, yet somehow the sight of sexy feet in the air drew
attention, heels waving to them instead of hands.  Horns tooting their
fascination over objection only made Cleo louder.  She discovered that
being watched was a real turn on.  Then, came the buzz kill.  Pulling up
behind her car was a Security detail in a white SUV.  A black guy in his
early 20's leered out an opened drivers side window.

   "Is that you Cleo?"

   "Shit!  I know that voice." She laughed, Zach not letting up, his tongue
digging even deeper into her cunt.  Back arched she merely waves over her
windshield, "Hi Dante."

   Dante Owens put on his flashers and stepped out of the SUV to make the
journey to their side.  Hovering hesitantly as Zach peered over his brow at
the guy Dante puckered with respect.  "Wish I'd done that back when we was
in school together."

   "You missed out Track star." She moaned.

   "Did he?" Zach lifted away from her pussy with a drenched expression. 
"You have two minutes Dante." Zach motions at her pussy with a nod.  At
first Dante grit his teeth looking around him, then down at Cleo.  She had
her jaw wide at Zach's unexpected offer.  Without losing the opportunity
Zach nudged her legs back toward her, "Here hold these." Cleo claimed her
own ankles laughing as Zach stepped aside and let Dante dig in.  Dante
devoured her with a hunger that came flooding back.  Cleo was always so
fucking perfect in every way.  No way was Dante not tasting her.  Talent
strikes and Cleo shrieks, "I'm going to cum Zach."

   "Let him have it.  Full force."

   Body convulsing Cleopatra Teleki showered Dante with a rapid procession
of squirts.  Finishing his feast at Zach's pat on his shoulder Dante lifts
away grinning, "Daaaamn!  That was hot."

   "Only gets better Buddy.  You writing us a ticket?"

   "Hell no.  Thanks man."

   "Let's get inside Wet Willamina."

   Releasing her own ankles Cleo slides from her hood, nearly losing her
balance under weak limbs.  Her gaze between both men was sparkling as if
her entire life was changing.  She had just let two men eat her out.  Dante
was pretty darned good, she might need to track him down another day.  For
now, Zach was her Big Mac.  ONLY ZACH.  She was seeing hearts dancing
around her head.  Okay, she was just dizzy and drowning from the torrential
rain hitting her face.  She would not have ever said no to Zach even if he
had asked her rather than just presume she would do what he was
instigating. Not even allowing Dante to eat her out.  Cleo got off on being
what Zach wanted her to be.  In her mind she hoped that this was only the
first of many adventures he might take her on.  Hook line and sinker.  Fish
in the body net.  Yeah, that dress was pretty much useless now.  Hiding was
not going to be an easy thing to do.  She embraced the risk going forward.

   Hand in hand they sprinted up the lot and on to the curb, Dante
following closely behind in his SUV enjoying Cleo's pretty much exposed
ass. Her skirt was riding high on her hips.  There was no tugging at the
hemline until they reached the sidewalk in front of the Mall entrance. 
There Zach let her cover herself what little she could under duress. 
Cheekage was still visible, beneath and through the dress itself.  Soggy
from head to toe both Zach and Cleo managed to step inside for a tad bit of
warmth, even with air conditioning circulating the Mall it was still better
than the chill of the atmosphere outdoors.  Dante would inevitably go park
somewhere and jerk off.

   "Oh my God!  I'm freezing." She shivered folding her arms over her
chest, knowing her nipples were full tilt and slipping through the
crocheted material.  To make matters worse her areolas were much darker
than both her flesh and her dress color.  Seeing her quaking Zach stepped
in behind her and hugged her, using his palms over her arms as friction. 
That led him to peel her arms away from her breasts for a birds eye view.
Guys were definitely looking.

   "No hiding, let people see you."

   "Daddy I need that bail money you set aside for my college fund." She
giggled with an adjoining gasp.  "This is crazy Zach.  I love it."

   "They love you." He throws his arms to his side drawing attention to
them, then essentially bows before her Majesty Queen Cleopatra.  Cleo
primped at her wet hair and bit her lower lip as guys nodded and waved her
way.  Giddy at times, shy as they walked.  Placing an arm around her waist
he led them through the somewhat sparse gathering.  Quite a good number of
guys, half the ration women, if kids they were in strollers and unaware of
what was before them.  Zach did block the view of her near nudity when he
felt it was required.  Passing through the food court Zach looked around
and spotted a boy with pink hair.  He immediately knew the boy was Heidi's
optional curiosity, recalling her mention of him.  In his thoughts he
compared the boy to Billy Idol.  Not too tall, skinny, and smug.  Chuckling
he looked further down and spotted Kayla, she had been blocking Heidi until
they moved up in line.

   "There's my kid." He pointed out Heidi, "That's her stepsister.  Let me
introduce you properly.  Try not to run away this time."

   "It wasn't like that." Cleo gnashes her teeth, "I just had to go."

   "For whatever reason, let's at least let her get to know you.  That is
if you wanna come over to my place now and then."

   "Inviting me to spend the night?"

   "Nights.  I'm thinking once a week would be nice."

   "Really?  I'd love that."

   "We'll be driving Heidi crazy, because I'm tearing you up when you're
over."

   "Mmmm!  Can't wait."

   "Sounds like a plan.  If she's gonna live with me, the kid needs to know
I'm not the average Dad."

   "You should be yourself always."

   "I guarantee that." He chuckles, "I'm not changing my lifestyle because
of her.  I've told her that." He was really using this fake fatherhood for
all its worth, hoping Heidi would go along with it around certain people.
As a fellow freak he had a hunch she would.  Stopping him with a tug Cleo
winced, sparking him to as, "You alright?"

   "My hair is ruined, just feeling a bit conscientious.  I don't like it
when I'm not looking my best.  Can I go use the restroom real fast?  Stick
my head under a hand dryer or something?"

   "Ladies room right over there." He points out, "Hurry it up." At the
very least he offers a peck to her cheek then pats her behind to send her
wiggling on her way, his eyes never leaving her dancing ass cheeks until
she entered the restroom door.  In a heartbeat he turned fast and darted
toward Heidi and Kayla.

   "Afternoon hotties." He chuckled stepping up behind the girls as they
poured their drinks from a fountain.  Shocked by his sudden appearance the
girls shared a glint of awe.

   "Stalking me Tom?" Heidi scowled.

   "Kayla actually." He kissed her on the lips nearly making her drop her
drink.

   "Whoa!"

   "I'm messing with you guys.  Cleo's dad, my boss offered to buy us
lunch. I know a good Mexican restaurant here at the Mall.  Muchacho's!"

   "I was gonna say, Taco Hell isn't five star." Heidi chuckled.  "Where's
this Cleo?"

   "You look worse than me." Kayla pinches Zach's wet t-shirt.  He pinched
her soggy top back, right over her left nipple.

   "Raining like a bitch out there.  Listen, when I had you send pictures
earlier I used you as my daughter.  Play along with it okay?  I let on you
just found me after all these years and I let you move in with me.  She
knows Kayla as your stepsister still, that's no lie."

   "Gonna bite us both in the ass later, you know that right?" Heidi
smirks.

   "I'll bite yours tonight.  Just go along okay?  I'll tell her the truth
another day, it's mostly to keep her mom off of my dick.  She's hot but I
don't wanna fuck the bosses wife unless I have to."

   "But, you can fuck the bosses daughter?" Kayla snorts.

   "Wait until you see her." He grins, "She's trying to dry her hair so she
can make a good impression."

   "Let's get a table." Heidi looks around finding one near a certain
someone.  The boy Weaver Kytes with the pink Mohawk was there in the court
too, the thing is he was having lunch with another girl, one that looked
more his speed in the punk rock scene.  Heidi fidgeted a bit wondering if
her consideration of dating Weaver was already dust in the wind.  Still,
she led her clan to the table, three over and sat down.

   "That your Rockstar?" Zach nodded at him.

   "Yeah, no idea who the girl is though." She did note Weaver writing
something down on a napkin, probably his phone number.  Her heart was
already running low on gas.  Maybe Weaver wasn't as interested as he let
on, player most likely.

   "Here comes Cleopatra." Zach waved over everyone to let her know where
they were seated.

   "Holy crap!" Kayla huffed, "Her Grandmother dress her in a doily?  I see
nipples."

   "I see her whole body.  Way to go Dad." Heidi tries to lighten her
emotions.

   As Cleo sees them and walks through the table arrangement, guys dart
glances from all directions.  Heidi, curious of Weaver's thoughts on Cleo
glances his way, sure enough he was looking.  So much so that he jumped
from his seat and rushed over to Cleo.  It became obvious that they knew
each other.  Zach puckered at Heidi as they both huff a diligent, "Huh!"
Further watching as Weaver looks over Cleo's body with swagger they note
Cleo point out her friends.  Weaver pausing to look over at the table
notices Heidi and smiles vibrantly, waving at Heidi.  Together Cleo and
Weaver walk over to their table.

   "Hey Heidi." Weaver tried to be suave.

   "Hi."

   "Cleo and I went to school together.  Just catching up since it's been a
year."

   "Have you heard Weave's band yet?" Cleo bubbles up, "They're awesome."

   "No I haven't.  Dad?  This is Weaver." Heidi introduces them proving she
could play the game.  "And, this gorgeous creature is my stepsis Kayla."
Kayla merely lifts her drink to her lips sipping through the straw with a
wink back at him.  She was more interested in Cleo's dress, possibly what
was behind it.

   "Nice to meet you Sir." Weaver offered a hand, the one holding the
napkin.  A quick retreat of the napkin into his other hand, they shook. 
"Sorry." He lifts his napkin to share a verse of a song on it.  That made
Heidi less apprehensive.  "I had an idea for a song so I jotted it down on
a napkin.  So...you're dating Cleo?" He looked puzzled by the age
difference.

   "Friends with benefits.  Right Cleo?"

   "If the benefit fits, wear it I say." She smirks.

   "Wait!  I know you." Heidi realizes pointing at Cleo.

   "Same here.  Sorry I left so fast the other day.  I forgot something at
school, I go to Georgetown Campus." Nice cover up, too bad her nails gave
her away.

   "All good.  I see you got your nails done elsewhere."

   "I did." She fans them around for everyone to see.  Kayla reading I LOVE
ZIP sulks a bit but keeps her emotions in check.  fHer emotions were all
over the place and she had no clue why.  Definitely, not that time of
month.

   "So Weaver...who's your girl?" Zach nods at his table where the punk
rock Diva that resembled Katie Perry waited, decked out in black
everything.

   "That's my drummer Kismet.  We're waiting on the rest of our band.  We
meet once a week here to go over plans when we have a gig.  Big one coming
up next week."

   "Love to hear you guys sometime." He keeps things light.

   "I'll keep you posted on where we're playing.  I better get back to Kiz.
Talk later Heidi?"

   "You know I'll be hanging lingerie."

   "Nice.  Good meeting you Sir." Another handshake leads Weaver into a
quick hesitant hug with Cleo, trying not to get anymore wet than his first
hug got him before taking his leave.  Cleo then took a seat on Zach's lap,
he guided her there and she graciously accepted.  Eying Heidi.  Cleo winked
and mouthed the words, "I won't tell." Heidi immediately realized that she
had meant the awkward meeting with Zach's ex-wife Yushea.  A thin smile
between girls created a mental bond.  Not telling Zach about his ex was
good for both of them.  Kayla just kept quiet, her tacos were delicious.

   "Don't pig out too much you're meeting me at the gym later tonight."
Zach takes a breath to notice Kayla's feeding frenzy.

   "I am?  Even if it's pouring down rain like it is now?" His scowl made
her retaliate with a palm held to silence him, "Umm okay.  What time?"
Noticing her hand as messy she pulls back quickly and licks her fingers of
sour cream.
"8:00.  You know the gym right?"

   "The one by where you live?  Iron Jack's?"

   "Yep.  Don't be late, and wear something flexible, no jeans."

   "Like what?  I have loose shorts and tank tops, but my boobs don't like
to stay in tanks."

   "Works for me." He rubs Cleo but flirts with Kayla.  "No bra."

   "What?  Really?" Not that she ever wore bras.

   "No panties either."

   "Crap Zach.  My legs will look all cottage cheesy in shorts."

   "Knock it off.  I've seen those legs, and that ass, there's no cottage
cheese, do what I tell you."

   "Wow!  Okay Chief."

   "Mmmm!  I like it when you get bossy." Cleo snuggles up to Zach.

   "Not being bossy, just direct.  Certain people, who specifically asked
for my help is going to follow my lead or I won't bother."

   "Why no underwear?" Kayla fidgeted.

   "Because I want you to get used to drawing attention to yourself.  The
more guys that notice you, the more you will want to work harder."

   "Only guys?"

   Everyone looked at her with interest.  Heidi herself flaring eyes at her
sister's question.

   "I knew you liked Nasty." Zach gives her a hard time.

   "No I don't.  Not like that.  I mean...I'm just...you started it Buddy."
She points at Zach trying not to laugh.  "I never once considered kissing a
girl before you had me kiss Nasty."

   "And, you ate her out." He reminded her.

   "That...too.  Stop you're embarrassing me."

   "Good.  So, the girls at the gym can admire you too.  Anyways, 8:00
sharp."

   "I'll be there.  Dad won't need his truck after 7:00.  He closes his
tattoo parlor at 6."

   "I thought you lived with Heidi's Mom.  You seem to spend a lot of time
with your Dad."

   "I help him out every day for an hour at closing time.  Sterilizing
needles, sweeping up.  Odd jobs.  He gives me the use of his truck and a
few dollars if it was a good day."

   "Gotcha.  Won't dig no deeper.  I might with Cleo though.  Reallllllly
deep." His hand slides up her inner thighs and rubs her clit.  Cleo took a
deep breath through her mouth and held it, as a finger dipped inside her
pussy.  She said nothing but smiled up a storm.

   Heidi had been preoccupied as they talked, her eyes finding curiosity
over Weaver and this girl Kismet, that and the affection Zach was giving
Cleo made her torn.  Not jealous, merely conflicted.  It almost seemed as
if Zach was trying to make her jealous.  She was not really the jealousy
type, but after four days of living under Zach's roof so much had happened.
She had beaten herself up the night he locked himself in his room with
Kayla and Nasty, leaving her outside, when it was she whom set him up with
the girls to begin with.  Her fetishes liked watching and getting jizzed
on, he denied her the watching but came after her once they were done and
fulfilled her jizz needs.  That and he planted his big ass dick up inside
her wet pussy and just let her have a sample, without the thrusting.  It
weighed heavily on her mind that she had let him even do it.  She worried
that being roommates he might gravitate toward wanting more.  She
definitely didn't want a relationship.  This led Heidi to apply herself in
other directions to keep him off balance.  If he realized she was into
other guys he might not pursue her as hard.  This boy Weaver kept her
attention, she liked dating guys, loved sex on her own terms.  However,
with this Kismet shooting daggers at her when Weaver wasn't looking this
boy might not be what she was after.  It challenged her for certain. 
Weaver was really cute.  If anyone seemed jealous it was Kismet.

   Sizing the girl in black up became a three way obsession.  Even Kayla
was now discovering Kismet.  First impression was short, skanky, and
trouble.  Heidi agreed without words, she was ready to just let it go.  If
Weaver wanted her he would chase her.  Even with Kismet's visual threats,
Heidi in her usually accurate intuition felt that Weaver was being legit.
One would see.

   Across from the girls Zach was all about Cleo, good for him.  Heidi knew
the more turned on he got over the bosses daughter, the more he might
potentially come home and take it out on Heidi.  She found his aggressive
perversions to be exquisite.  To call her a freak to her face she would
agree.  No relationship just fetish fulfillment.  That was enough.

   With Cleo sitting mid straddle across Zach's lap with his fingers toying
with her pussy she snuggled up for warmth, her knitted dress still damp and
giving her chills.  She was dead set on letting Zach do whatever he wanted
to her.  Like Heidi his charisma could charm the skin off of a snake, thus
she was taken in by him at first sight.  It only took him two days to get
her to feel a need to be his, even if it meant only sexually.  Her lust for
Zach was just too intense to ever deny him.  Strange how puppy lust worked.

   Noticing Zach's eyes wandering from her lap toward Heidi and Kayla she
wondered if it turned him on to show off in front of them, using her.  Her
hemline slipped higher with every time Cleo lifted her hips to compensate
his fingers massaging her.  The excitement lended itself to her own often
hidden desires.  Maybe that was what drew her to Zach right from the very
first meet.  Cleo Teleki had freaky parents, it must be in the DNA.  There
was just something about Zach that brought the best out in her.  All she
knew was that under no circumstances did she want him to ever ignore her,
even if this newfound obsession meant giving in to anything he had to
offer. Cleopatra was totally in, as were three of Zach's fingers.  So, that
was why her eyes were glistening, wide, bright, and beautiful.

   Kayla appeared curious as to Cleo's reaction, her big brown eyes were
just too adorable.  She had her suspicions, but wasn't totally sure,
therefore an accidental swipe of her hand sent her napkin to the floor. 
Leaning down Kayla Trudeau glanced under their table to witness Cleo's
pussy being invaded.  That was definitely a very sexy pussy, with or
without the fingers.  It took Heidi to elbow her before she sat up straight
and tried not to look obvious.  Far too late for that.  Kayla held her
breath and kept her thoughts to herself.  As if Heidi couldn't read her
mind.  Realization set in fast, Heidi Baker had to return to work before
her employer Vicki's kindness would go against her in the future.  A little
longer she mentally agreed upon.

   Even as Zach taunted Cleo with his fingers he chose to keep her based in
reality, "So, did you go to school with half of Seattle?  That's two guys
in thirty minutes." His free hand slid up under her dress hem and fingers
explored her belly, moving higher with each breath inhaled.  "First Dante,
now the Last of the Mowhawkins."

   "Just coincidence really." Cleo shivered, "Pretty small school
actually." A glimmer toward Heidi she struck up conversation, "You're about
my age Heidi.  Where did you go to school?"

   "Me?  Up in Vancouver.  We moved here after I graduated.  Kayla's dad
opened a couple tattoo parlors down here.  Then, he and my Mom...separated.
Long story, less said." She was hiding something, even Zach sensed it.  The
hesitant eye contact between sisters gave him a suspicion, but for now he
let them keep their secrets.  When the time was right.

   "Do you like it better here?  Vancouver is beautiful, pricey I know.  My
parents have a cabin up there for vacations." In that brief revelation Cleo
imagined Zach taking her there and making love for days.  She might just
suggest that should they keep this mutual attraction moving forward.

   "Love it." Zach ignored Heidi, his sliding hand moving above the
tabletop to be seen by both girls.  That hand was now an entire arm
prowling up Cleo's yarn dress to just below her breasts.  Cleo bit her
lower lip at his exposing his journey.  Not only were the girls now seeing,
but neighboring tables of men were admiring her even more lustfully.  They
all wanted to be Zach.  She knew this.  Regardless, Cleo tried hard to
focus on Heidi.

   "You're right there.  Vancouver is expensive." Kayla added, "We're poor
here, but up there Dad had his first parlor in a back alley behind a tire
center.  Friend of a friend helped him get started.  We live so much better
here in Washington."

   "Daddy lived in Vancouver too." Heidi spoke up, "That's where I was
conceived." She smirked, "I'd pat your hand Daddy but you're so busy."

   "If you're gonna live under my roof you need to accept who and what I
am." He winks at Heidi.

   "Oh, I will.  I do.  I'm happy to be a part of your life now.  You be
you, I'll be me.  I feel really lucky to have found you Daddy.  Come on to
all the girls you want, I'll just go to my room and find something to do
until you need me." Kayla choked on her drink and turned red.  She knew
what her sister meant.  That cum fetish Heidi had was well known between
sisters who had very few secrets amongst themselves.  A few regardless.

   "How did you find your Dad?" Cleo huffed, Zach's fingers easing in and
out of her drenched cunt, his traveling hand now squeezing her right tit,
that dress was being stretched out.

   "Our mom finally fessed up." Kayla intervened, "Her Mom, my stepmom."

   "Right!  I never knew about him until recently.  Once I got a name I did
a People Search and found him just that fast.  One knock on the door later
we were hooked up.  So to speak."

   Zach paused briefly to absorb her words, she was good.  It almost
sounded real, even the emotions in her eyes.  A lightbulb turned on at her
story, it could actually be true.  They were both from Vancouver, and the
age gap would be perfect.  Naaaaaaaaaa!  As fast as he pondered the
coincidences she didn't look a thing like him.  Of course, she could favor
her mother.  Zach had been with a number of girls at a very young time in
his life.  Most of the girls he could barely remember.  Feeling Cleo's
pussy juice up around his fingertips drew him back to reality.  Cleo moaned
softly into his ear, burying her head in is neckline shortly after, hiding
her tender orgasm.  It wasn't intense because he wasn't rushing it, it was
just her letting him know she was loving what he was doing to her.

   "Th...that's awesome." Cleo panted trying hard to maintain conversation.

   "We can see your hand beneath her dress." Kayla spoke without
expression, her eyes merely studying the revelation of so much flesh
between the crocheted portions of her dress.  Every guy around them saw it
too.  What few women venturing glances their direction fantasized about
being Zach's toy themselves.  Nothing like good ole fashioned cooperation.
Not a soul seemed to be offended.  Well, save one.  The girl Kismet was
still scowling toward their table.  Hopefully, Weaver Kytes could keep her
opinions contained.  Either way, Zach Pedigo didn't care.  Cleo Teleki? 
She focused her attention on Zach and Heidi, the rest of the world was
welcome to enjoy her exhibition.  Now she was understanding her Mother's
lifestyle better.

   "Why don't you two just have sex right here?  You have everyone's
attention." Heidi chuckled musing over their playfulness, "My dad the
pervert.  He's lucky I'm the cool kid."

   "Am who I am Punk." Zach winked, "Take it or leave it."

   "I guess it must run in our DNA.  I like seeing this stuff." She laughs,
"So...not going anywhere Codger.  I just found you, it's going to take more
than this to scare me away.  I'm no Angel."

   "Thank God for that." Cleopatra sighed, "My Momma's name is Angel,
furthest thing from any halo."

   "That dress is crazy awesome Cleo." Kayla remarked, "You'd rock a dress
like that Heidi."

   "I would, wouldn't I?"

   "My Auntie is a designer.  I'll give Zach her number later if you want
to commission one.  She works from home." She finds her words mumbled as
Zach places his wet fingers in her mouth to let her suck on them.  Cleo
loved the taste of herself.  Eyes shyly watching Heidi and Kayla the girls
find themselves biting their own lips.  Cleo Teleki was just plain sexy. 
Her faint, "Mmmmm!" left them speechless.

   "You two want a taste?" Zach took his fingers from Cleo's mouth leaving
her with a saddened look, until those fingers entered her pussy again. 
Moistening them up he again retreats to lift his hand across the table for
the girls to inspect.  Heidi flared her eyes but chuckled.

   "Just ate."

   "I'm still hungry." Kayla pepped up not hesitating to rise from her seat
to lean over the tabletop and sample Zach's fingers.  Neighbors were blown
away by her boldness.  Heidi, shook her head and blushed.  Looking over
toward Weaver she notices Kismet with her jaw wide watching Kayla lick his
fingers.  For some reason she didn't seem so offended now.  Hmmm! 
Interesting.  Maybe Kismet wasn't so into Weaver after all.

   Cleo sat amazed at Kayla's expression, the girl was acting like her
taste was the best thing ever.  In her hiatus Cleo found it in her to
observe others around her better.  Guys were winking, blowing silent
kisses, girls were licking their lips.  It gave her a rash of new
goosebumps, tingles in all the right places.  A shy smile toward them
confirmed that she was honored to tease them.  They were equally honored by
her beauty.  In her intimate study of behavior she sighed at Zach, "Thank
you."

   "For?" He had to steal his hand back from Kayla.

   "HEY!  I wasn't done."

   "Yes you were." He scowled then looked back to understand Cleo's
gratitude.

   "For?"

   "Showing me...what I've been missing."

   "Stick with me kid, I'll turn you into a freak that might put your Mom
to shame."

   "Freak?  What if I'd rather just be what others like to view?"

   His hand tangled up under her dress abandons her breast and slides up
through her cleavage and palms her throat, tilting her into a sweltering
kiss that made Heidi take notice and fidget a bit.  Cleo's dress was pretty
level with her waist now, bottomless and in full view.  Guys around them
had to adjust their junk fairly often.  Women took to noticing the men. 
Mumbles of "Fuck yes." became audible.  That was enough for Heidi.  Her
lunch was far exceeding Vicki's permission.

   "Gotta go Pops." Heidi interrupted them by screeching both her palms
across the table top until they looked her way.  "I'm sure I'll see you
around again Cleo.  Keep in touch." Cleo in turn giggled, now that she was
rubbing her own clit again, Heidi pointing directly at her hand.

   "Nice meeting you again, this time under better circumstances." Cleo
sighs.

   "Same here.  Drop by the salon again, I'll do your nails differently. 
We can write ZACHS BITCH.  That's ten letters."

   "Only if he wants that.  We are just being...playful."

   Zach nodded in agreement, "We'll see.  Give your ole' Dad a kiss?" He
puckers toward Heidi as she stands up stretching vibrantly, her chest
offering some serious nipple action due to the activities close to home.

   "Naaaa!  Too soon.  We just met.  Let me get used to you more."

   Following Heidi from their bench Kayla steps to Zach and slugs him on
the bicep in jesting manner, "Seeya Old Man." Narrowed eyes give Kayla a
shiver, he wasn't exactly happy to be hit.  "Sorry!  Bye Cleo."

   "Bye." She huffs at her massaging, feeling it generating heat and
sensitivity.  Even Kayla knew the tone and expression of a girl ready to
cum of her own volition.  Turning away to trail behind her sister Kayla
bulged her eyes and fanned herself.  Was it sad that Kayla got ferociously
wet watching Cleo play with herself?  That sampled taste was going to
linger on her thoughts all day.

   Passing by Weaver's table, Heidi stuck her tongue out at him once he
noticed her.  He had been ignoring his surroundings in favor of writing
that song lyric stuck in his head.  Kismet however saw Heidi and Kayla
coming and sneered heavily, almost as if she were ready to snarl.  Maybe
she was, her barely audible reaction was just enough to capture Weaver's
detection.  Looking up at his drummer, he instead glanced left to see
Heidi's razz.  It made him laugh and razz her back.  That shared moment was
enough to send Kismet to her feet with a threatening pose.  Heidi merely
raised a brow and stood her ground.  Kismet in turn just stared at her with
a hint of hatred.

   "Problem?" Heidi studied the girl, who in that moment decided to look
over Heidi's body.  A sigh led Kismet to shrug.  Turning to reclaim her
seat the shorter lass ran head on into Kayla standing next to her.  In
their gentle collision Kismet found her eye contact lodged directly between
Kayla's breasts.

   "Are you trying to motorboat me?" Kayla smirked as Kismet turned red. 
Weaver lost his shit instantly, which in turn made Heidi snicker. 
Humiliated Kismet turned tail and ran away, Kayla sort of felt bad for her.
Pointing at her exit strategy Kayla looks at Weaver, "She okay?"

   "Yeah, she's cool.  She just likes to act all badass.  Kiz is like my
baby sister, protective of me."

   "Gotcha." Heidi shrugged, not sure what to make of Kismet.  With a brow
offering a half way salute, Heidi bid farewell, "Gotta roll Rocker.  You
know where to find me."

   "See ya Heidi.  Ummm!  Bye..." He couldn't recall if he had even heard
Kayla's name.

   "Kayla.  Older stepsister to Blondie.  I hope your drummer is cool.  I
totally freaked her out."

   "Trust me, once she calms down she's gonna ask about you.  Guarantee
it." Weaver smirks with a thumbs up.

   "Why?" Kayla stared clueless, then suddenly realization set in,
"Ohhhhhhhh!  Wow!  When she asks about me...tell her I think she's cute."
She then pauses to fan herself, "Can't believe I just said that.  Bye
Weaver...love the hair."

   "Later." He laughs as Kayla bails swiftly into a shuffle, giving chase
toward her sister.  Spotting Kismet ahead of them Kayla blushes and
scurries faster to catch Heidi.  Kismet was talking with two taller boys
also decked out in black, with chain wallets dangling and loads of bling.
One had a pair of 20mm gauge ear piercings, and spiked hair.  The other a
twisted moustache and goatee, the 'stache wound long and tight at the ends.
Heidi surmised that they were the remaining members of Weaver's band. 
Knowing she was dangerously late getting back from lunch she merely smiled
in passing.  Both boys instantly ignored Kismet and expressed a lingering
lust that led to wolf calls.  Kayla in response howled back, except she
pointed at Kismet.  The girl presumed that Kayla was just mocking her
friends and flipped her off.  Kayla cocked a brow and just kept on walking.

   Heidi chose a more elaborate reaction, raising her voice she went full
on ecstatic, "OH MY GOD!!  It's SPITSHAKE." The boys froze looking around
for further reactions from passing customers.  Pointing with an evil grin
Heidi added, "We'll be back for autographs." She then grabbed Kayla and
hurried away laughing.  Kismet was not impressed.  Well, with Kayla's ass
maybe.  Heidi?  BITCH!!

   At Victoria's Secret Heidi found Vicki with her arms crossed, tapping
her toe.  It was easy to read that her Manager was not happy.  "Sorry I'm
late.  Dad bought us lunch and we lost track of time." A worthy lie from
someone that didn't appreciate lies.  "I can work over 30 minutes if you
need me to."

   "Dad?  I thought he was just a roommate?"

   "Oh, yeah!  We call him Dad now.  Me and my sister here."

   "You didn't bring him by for an introduction?" Vicki pouted.

   "Maybe next time.  He had...some other things to do." Namely Cleo.

   Kayla just nodded and waved shyly at Heidi's boss.  A quick hug between
sisters Kayla readied to head out.  "I'll be back to pick you up at 5:00.
5:30?" She wasn't certain if Vicki wanted that extra thirty minutes.  With
no words Vicki merely posed her hand with her fingers showing 5.  "Cool. 
Bye Vicki."

   "Clean out the dressing rooms.  After you left I had ten customers
trying things on and abandoning them."

   "On it Vic." Heidi went back to work.

   "Zach?" Cleo trembled heavily as her fingers sank in and out of her
pussy.  Zach still held her neckline, his arm up the front of her dress. 
Folks around them were patiently waiting on the girl to climax.  "Am I
really going to cum in front of all these strangers?"

   "NOPE!!" He swiftly removed his arm from her dress and swats her hand
away from her inner thighs.  Tidying her dress a bit she whimpered,
uncertain why he chose to ruin her moment, she was so very close. 
"Security." An uncooperative dress left her hips and thighs wide open, only
closing her legs hid Cleo's appeal.

   Two guards approaching with curiosity made Zach nervous for the first
time since beginning Cleo's exhibition.  She turned shy on him just that
fast, trying not to panic as she tugged her dress over her lap as much as
possible.  The stretched out material exposed more flesh on her upper body
due to the rain's effects added to Zach's destruction of it.  Both of her
nipples were easily seen through gaps in cloth.  With the guards making
their way over she nearly peed.  Zach encouraged her to stand with him in a
fast lift, ready to run.  Suddenly, out of nowhere came a deafening verse
of, "FUCK YOU MAN." which drew attention away from them.  Weaver had
noticed the guards and felt like being his savior, brownie points toward
Heidi he hoped.  As Weaver reacted to his bandmates joining him he pushed
one of them trying not to laugh.  His friend fell into actor mode and it
appeared real.  The guards chose to avoid violence over perversion.

   "Let's go." Zach drug Cleopatra along behind him, her bare ass in total
view of those around her.  Tits bouncing about in her race to escape. 
Cheering could be heard all around them.  Zach smiled to himself over their
good fortune.  It reminded him of cookies, then of Heidi.  Fuck, his dick
got hard all of a sudden.  Was it Cleo?  Was it Heidi?  Was it just being
one horny son of a bitch in general?  All of the above.  Laughing all the
way to the exit doors they stopped at the glass to peer out at the
torrential downpour, thunder cracks shaking the windows, luckily no
lightning yet to be noticed.

   "Great!  Still raining like a bitch.  We gotta make a run for it Cleo."

   "I'll follow you anywhere." She giggled hugging his arm with an
expression of pure adrenalin, eyes sparkling like diamonds begging to be
spent.  Cleo was happier than she had been in her entire short adult life.
Zach had brought something to the surface that she had kept hidden for the
most part, and in her mind there was no turning back.  Maybe it was the
Teleki curse.

   Looking her in the eye he yanked her into his arms, smothering her
breasts against his own chest and kissed her hard, tugging her hair back
while aggressively sealing the deal.  She grew lost in the few moments that
he imprisoned her soul.  Seconds later, the kiss broke and Zach pulled her
along with him back out into the rain.  By the time they reached her car
they were completely drenched from head to toe.  As she fumbles through her
clutch purse for her keys, blinded by the waterfall over her brow, she
finds Zach impatient.  Taking her purse from her, he sits it on top of her
convertible canopy and tugs her toward the front of her car.  A return
visit to lay on the cascading curves of her Camaro's hood, she falls back,
legs wide, heels hiked up to be removed by Zach to prevent her scratching
the paint.  They too were tossed up on to the canopy, one made it, the
other bounced to the asphalt below and stood upright as if ready to be
worn. A Cinderella story for certain.

   Shielding her eyes with her right hand Cleo watched Zach sneering at her
as he whipped his sopping wet shirt off, uncaring where he threw it.  In
it's soggy nature it remained on the ground without washing away.  His
chiseled muscles were magnificent, wet and trickling in this outdoor
shower. Pants undone and lowering, his boasting 8.6 cock known as Hardy
popped high and eager, almost looking around for its target.

   "HOLY FUCK!" Cleo trembled, "How did My Mom not tell me about that
thing?"

   "Didn't wanna get your hopes up I guess."

   "More like saving you for herself for bragging rights."

   "Get ready to brag when you get back to the office."

   "Daddy is going to freak." She laughs as he scoots her closer by
dragging her along the smoothness of her car hood.  Lining his royalty up
to her labia he glides it over and between for a tantalizing effect.

   "Should I worry about him firing me for taking on his kid?" He chuckles
as thunder rumbles around them, the sounds of traffic on wet concrete
echoing as a tribute.

   "Don't you worry about my Daddy.  He's so far gone down the freak side
there's no turning back.  Fuck me Zach."

   "Homeless or not I'm not leaving here without you seeing hearts circling
your head."

   "So sweet.  Look..." Cleo doubles up her fist and shows it too him,
"Your head is as big as my fist."

   "Been fisted before?" He laughs ready to penetrate.

   "No!  First time, be gentle.  NOT!" She giggled.

   "Heads up." He nods with a smirk, his crown easing in past her entry
point, no slowing down from there, Cleopatra Teleki took a full 8.6 balls
ruffling up against her inner thighs, hiding her ass button from view.  The
mixed Goddess arched her spine to compensate the fullness ripping her
vagina wide, majestic pink interior framing his beast with mad respect.

   "OHHHHHHHH FUCK ZACH!" She wails to the Heavens, her hand abandoning her
brow in favor of tearing at her dress to drag it up over her body until it
rose in a rumple over her bouncing tits.  Cleo was pretty close to being
totally nude, shoulder pads only if you were getting technical.  As he
gripped her ankles, parting her legs wider, she rolled her eyes back
against the rain.  His rampage in and out of her cunt sent her mind to
another reality.  G-spot trampled each tour in and out made her cry out
without concern who heard.  "FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!"

   "Tight fit Queenie." He chuckled watching his beast enter and exit with
no room to let her thigh muscles breath.  Perfection led him to be
mesmerized by her beauty.  "Get that dress off." He calls out, her mind
barely able to comprehend his command.  Once it sank in she fought with her
ball of yarn like a good pussy and pulled it over her hair, using it as a
pillow Cleo was now 100% nude.  Her laughter made his day.

   "This is soooooooo amazing." She palmed her breasts.

   "Get those hands off those tits.  NEVER hide those, if they hurt from
dancing, relish in the agony." Instantly, her hands went away in favor of
releasing her dance partners.  Zach enjoyed their circling motion
immensely. Uncertain where to replace her hands she decided to use her
painted DADDY nails to rub her clit, her I LOVE ZIP set to show her
appreciation.  She refused to lower her nails the entire adventure.  He
found her respect and leaned forward to suck on the heart nail, she nearly
cum at that very moment, her face distorted with expressions of ecstasy. 
Holding that nail firmly between his teeth he was certain the tiny heart
was being removed.  Interesting ploy it occurred to him.  "Let's see how
she reacts when that love is gone."

   Cumming hard around his cock she squealed and shook like the thunder
that was offering her a symphony of turbulence.  Not far off as more
thunder sounded loudly.  She resorted to rambling, "Soooo fucking big.  So
fucking big." It made Zach smug and in his thoughts said, "That's my boy."
From there her tone switched to pet like whines, building up another
orgasm. She was magical, this young barely legal beauty willing to do it
all.  For her the same, this Sorcerer, old enough to be her..."DADDY." He
caught a glimpse of her nails massaging her clit just above his monster's
ball.

   A vision of Heidi Baker crept in.  Ever since the blond had come to his
door at his time of need he wasn't acting his age.  Being in his
primal...prime, it was perfect timing...all he could think of lately was
going home and getting kinky with her.  Just focusing suddenly on Heidi in
his thoughts, his energy levels tripled, taking Cleopatra on a magic carpet
ride.  Lost in Heidi, he hadn't realized his terrorizing thrusts had
brought Cleo into a swift double orgasm.  His own ambitions pounding deep
like an out of control jackhammer, balls slapping her underside like whips.
Scream after scream Cleo rallied her emotions.  Zach?  His thoughts were on
creaming all over Heidi's face.  Nice fantasy.

   It took an aggressive car horn to break his trance just in the nick of
time, pulling Hardy free of Cleo's swooning cunt he shot massive firepower
out over her belly, clear up to her chest.  Jerking his remainder violently
over her pussy as she moaned in delight.  Clit sensitive each time the
merest shot pelted it Cleo reacted by lifting her hips.

   Reality returning, Zach used his forearm to wipe the rain from his gaze
in order to follow the horn.  Off in the next row sat the Security SUV with
Cleo's friend Dante nodding his respect at Zach.

   "YO!  THREE MINUTES?" Dante had his window down with a hopeful
expression.

   "NEXT TIME." Zach smirked rolling his hands over her belly retrieving
his cum before feeding her ravenous lips.  Her hands barely able to touch
him for the trembling she just fanned them for circulation, too interested
in devouring his leftovers with passionate suckling.  "That's a good girl
Queenie.  Every drop Sweetheart." Her mumbles yearning for each finger
between her lips, her tongue savoring his minty taste.

   Another blare of Dante's horn led Zach to glare his way.  "You two
better go.  Security is looking for you.  I called in a no see, but the
cameras probably caught you guys.  My buddy Dean will delete the footage. I
got your back Man.  Good to...see you again Cleo."

   "We owe ya, Dante." Zach nodded.

   "Hot as ever Cleopatra." Dante let her hear before driving onward.  She
merely waved goodbye, still feasting.  That is until she noticed her nails.
Pouting at Zach she realized that her painted heart was gnawed off of her
nail.  She wanted to cry.

   "Relax.  You can always get a new heart." He pulls his jeans up, and
retrieves his shirt from the lot.  Leaving it off he eases her to her feet
and finds her legs no use.  She fell into his body and clung to him
tightly. "Easy now.  I have you."

   "Yes...you do." She sighs on his shoulder, a breath away from him
tugging her head back by her hair and kissing her hard on the lips, he
could taste himself on her.  Zach always did enjoy his own flavor.  Guiding
her to the passenger side of her car he reached over the canopy for her
purse and procured her keys to unlock the car, making it evident that he
intended to drive.  Sitting her inside she felt like a puppet.  A once
around he snatches her dress from the hood and her shoe laying upright on
the drivers side ground.  Getting in he fired up the heater to battle
against the chill of the rain.  He knew sitting there much longer was a
huge risk after finding out they were wanted, yet he did.

   "Zach?" She reaches over with her left hand to touch his arm.  He peers
back at her, then down at her soft touch.  "Do you really want me to love
you?" Her vacant nail made her think otherwise.

   "I want you to love my dick."

   "No problem there." She smiled softly.

   "You can feel anything you want Cleo, just don't get clingy.  That's my
job." He laughs.

   "You get clingy?" She looked confused until he reaches over and grips
her hair tightly.  She got the idea quickly, grinning with approval, "Keep
that up."

   "You're mine when I want it."

   "Agreed.  Can we do this kind of...?" She looked as if begging suddenly.

   "BET ON IT!" He raised his voice with a stern look that made her tremble
and pinch a nipple.

   "That made my heart flutter." She taps her chest directly over her heart
with the once painted nail.  Symbolic that even invisible now, her heart
was his...when he wanted it.

   "Never get jealous, accept other women, we'll be great together."

   "Be honest with me." She whispered rubbing his leg, her words drawing
him back to Heidi Baker wanting total honesty going forward, except when
lies were agreed upon.

   "About?"

   "Heidi." She studied his face with a soft gaze.

   "Not my kid.  Just a roommate."

   "I thought so."

   "It matter?"

   "No.  Have you had sex with her?  Not jealous, just trying to understand
it all."

   "Not officially.  Had my dick in her setting pretty.  Let's not tell
your folks Heidi's not really my daughter.  I used her as my kid to calm
your Mom down."

   "As if that will change her mind.  Trust me Zach, Mom is relentless.  If
she wants you, she's gonna rape you."

   "Worry about that set of clothes when I get to them."

   "Do you...plan on having sex with Heidi?"

   "If it happens, it happens.  I'm not gonna...well might encourage it."
He shakes his head, he did want his roomie pretty badly.  "She's...against
going all the way.  Fetish stuff mostly...anyways..."

   "All I want is honesty Zach.  Even if I don't always like the truth.  I
want to be...yours.  Any way you want me to be that is."

   "She demands honesty too.  Our Daddy/daughter lie was only concocted to
avoid putting her name on the apartment lease.  It just kind of hung around
for laughs.  Useful when it's needed I suppose.  I like the idea of you
being mine...sexually...if it goes deeper we discuss it like horny adults."
He chuckles, "Concerning your Mom?  Once I get used to your folks I'll
probably break down and tap her too.  She is pretty fucking hot."

   "Hell, I knew that.  I find my own Mother...you know what I mean..." She
blushes, "Not so much." With a deep breath she turns sideways in her bucket
seat and holds his arm with both hands, "Tell me exactly what you want from
me."

   "Pretty sure I know."

   "Tell me."

   "I've discovered something recently about myself...actually long before
Heidi showed up.  It's returning after being dormant for awhile.  Bad
marriage made me rethink what gets me going.  Maybe, back then, I should
have explored this side of me with Shea, she might not have strayed behind
my back.  Anyways...I want more than one lover for certain...trophy sluts
to show off, share...with others."

   "So, like my Mom and Dad." She giggled.

   "Guess so."

   "Just say it Zach...Slave?  I'm half black, but I keep an open mind to
that word."

   "Naaa!  Just say yes to everything I want you to do." He turns away
grinning.

   "I wouldn't tell you no even before you brought this up." She bubbles up
leaning in to kiss his cheek, "USE ME!"

   "You make me sound like a Pimp."

   "If there's money involved I'm not splitting it."

   "Fair enough." He draws her into a heated lip lock that led her halfway
into his lap, not fully though.  They only gave in to passionate loyalty.
Lips parting she eases back just enough to show him her peeled nail.

   "It's there still, in memory."

   "I know you do that's all that really matters.  Love me as deeply as you
want.  Just..." She halts his speech with a palm over his lips to invoke
silence.  Their eye contact was enough to seal the deal.  Once realized she
returns to her seat and buckles up.  Nude without worry.  With his hand on
the gear shift putting the car in reverse she pauses his retreat one last
time.  Placing her hand that had DADDY written on the fingernails over his
he eyed the letters.

   "I hope you like kids." She winked, "You're my new Daddy."

   "Guess I have lots of kids I didn't know about."

   "No child support at least."

   "I'm cut.  No worries even in the future."

   "So can I be Heidi's sister?"

   "Fine by me."

   As he backs up and puts her car in motion, something weighs heavily on
Cleo's thoughts.  As much as she encouraged honesty she just could not
confess knowing his Ex Shea.  At least visually.  She swore secrecy to
Heidi over an hour ago.  They needed to discuss that predicament soon.

   Back inside the Mall...

   Heidi Baker was ringing up a customer purchase when she heard a loud rap
on the window next to her.  Attention drawn from her register she glances
expecting it to be either Kayla, Zach, or Weaver.  To her shock it was the
drummer Kismet.  Her sneer still stabbing at her she plastered a napkin
against the glass with writing on it.  Pausing briefly to bag the customers
items Heidi lost track of Kismet.  Once she was free Heidi looked back to
find the girl gone.  She hadn't even read the napkin.  Taking a stroll to
the store's entry way she searches for Kismet to no avail.  She was gone
like a ghost.

   "That was unnerving."

   A glance at the floor where Kismet had stood she discovered the napkin
crumpled up.  Retrieving it she unfolds the ball and reads it.

   "Weave likes you.  I like your sister.  Hook us up." Heidi peaks a brow
smiling, "Never saw this coming." Indecision spoke and Heidi decided to
hold off telling Kayla.  She herself needed to process this whole
bisexuality thing that her stepsister was pondering.

   For now.