“Really,” Miss Reilly smiled, “Do you really mean that?”
“Sure do,” he agreed, “Shit all those tired bored whores I fucked when I could have fucked you.”
“And you can fuck me any time, just as long as you pay child care,” Miss Reilly reassured him
“Jesus!” Jefferson gasped, “You devious bitch!” and he stopped humping for a moment. “No, I’m not,” Kate lied, “Billy and me been doing it for years.”
“Bring her down stairs Franklin,” Mr Jefferson ordered, “Teach the bitch some manners.”
“Look!” Katie protested but her dad grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back and pushed her towards the stairs, she tried to resist but he was too strong and she had no choice but to stagger a stumble towards the stairs which to her consternation began to swing upwards from a hinge at ceiling height to reveal a staircase leading downwards to the cellars..
