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This is a NEW part to the story 'Chloe and Her Dad' part IV.  All
the usual warnings apply.  Plus I ask that you do not repost any
part of this story without my permission.  I love to hear from
readers.  My email is jrose@az.com.  Thanks and enjoy!

   Chloe and Her Dad, part IV

   Chapter 14

   Bailey wasn't able to come over that Thursday like Chloe had
hoped.  And her father was completely busy with these two new
projects.  Plus he was constantly calling home to set up
appointments regarding the upcoming party. So Chloe had to stay
home, play secretary for the party, and not have any visitors. 
What Chloe did do was use her computer.  She visited many
websites.  Her debit card was activated and she began ordering
all kinds of things.  She joined all kinds of clubs and chat
rooms.  She soon decided that what she really wanted was a
webcam.  She'd been talking to Bailey on the phone and learned
that they could hook up via their computers if only she had a
webcam capability.  So she called Timothy and asked him how that
could work.

   "Well, you'll need some software added and of course the
webcam installed.  Does your dad know you want this?" he asked
all of a sudden.

   "Of course," she bluffed.  "How soon can you deliver the
stuff?"

   "This afternoon," he answered, not wanting to displease such
an influential customer.  He'd also had a fantasy or two about
Chloe and looked forward to seeing her again even though he knew
she was way out of his league.  Her hose-covered legs kept
haunting him as he drove over with the order.

   Meanwhile Chloe was dressing for what would be her first
webcam message. She wanted to show Bailey another side of her. 
She chose a red lame shiny dress that came to four inches above
her knee.  She decided she'd look best without a bra or panties
since the dress was skin tight.  She chose some black patent
leather heels.  And for her nails she painted them a shimmery
rose-a color that matched her dress perfectly.  She wanted to be
subtle with her makeup--just some dusky eyeshadow and mascara,
plus a shiny red lipstick.  She thought to herself that she was
really getting the hang of her makeup as the doorbell rang.  It
was Timothy.

   He kept his distance when she answered the door even though
she was a knockout for anyone to see.  What made this job all the
harder was that they had to do a practice for the webcam camera
to be sure it worked, and Chloe showed off all her charms for
Timothy.  He could see her nipples get hard in the tight dress as
she moved under the lights of the webcam.  He saw her sway,
moving her ass in time to some faraway music.  Plus she looked so
damn hot all made up!  But he knew too well what would happen to
his career if he fooled with her.  So once again he left filled
with images of this hot thirteen year old all alone in this
amazing house.  He couldn't believe what kind of kink went on
behind the doors of this town.

   Chapter 15

   Meanwhile Chloe heard the door shut as she took stock of her
room. Timothy's scent still hung slightly in the air.  The warmth
from the lights and the camera still affected her.

   But something was wrong.  In order for Chloe to film herself
for the webcam, she realized she'd have to set up her room a
little differently. There were the full length mirrors, a double
set that hung on her closet doors.  Her walk-in closets lined one
wall of her room.  On the next wall and near her clothes, Nancy
had set up a makeup table and mirror set with lights just like an
actress would use.  Here Chloe had her whole collection of
cosmetics.  Then came her queen sized bed.  The wrought iron
posters gave it an antique elegance.  Next to it was the door to
her very own bathroom which was still such a treat to her.  She'd
always had to share the bathroom with her mom in Connecticut. 
Some bookshelves filled in the corner and next wall.  Then came
Chloe's desk where Timothy had set up first her new computer and
then just a few minutes ago attached the webcamera.  Chloe
decided she needed to move her whole desk arrangement closer to
her closet and makeup table so that she could have everything
within range.  This she'd learned from Timothy, what exactly the
webcam will pick up within a certain range.  It wasn't too hard
to set up her desk so that it was directly across from her makeup
table.  She could do all kinds of stuff with her closet mirrors.

   In fact she caught a glimpse of herself as she was moving
stuff around. She thought maybe she should practice a bit before
she actually sent something to Bailey.  She faced the mirror and
the image of herself.

   She liked how she looked.  The tight dress accentuated her
curves, and she thought to herself how she seemed to be getting
bigger.  Come to think of it her bras had been pinching her
lately.  She'd have to ask Nancy about that.  Maybe she should
get a bigger bra size, she wondered, as her hands traveled up to
her breasts.  It felt good to squeeze them through the lame
dress.  Her nipples responded by poking out like they had when
Timothy was setting up the webcam.  As Chloe thought of him, her
breasts swelled even more, and she began to sway to the image she
was watching in the mirror. She decided she'd put on a little
more lipstick.  Her lips looked like they needed attention.  Then
she wanted to see how she would look wearing a pair of shiny
stockings.  She decided to put on a very sheer pair with a garter
belt, still leaving her panties off since they would have shown
through the tight dress.  And she changed into a pair of higher
heels.  She knew she had to practice anyway for her father's
party-plus she secretly admitted that she liked wearing them more
and more!

   Now she turned toward her reflection.  She bent over and
brought her hands up her stocking-covered legs.  She couldn't
help but bring them close to her crotch.  Then she began to play
with her breasts teasing around her nipples and brushing against
them ever so slightly.  Her heart was beating faster as she
watched herself.  She found she needed to moisten her lips a lot
now.  She watched as her tongue came out between her rose-colored
lips. "Mmmm," she let out a muffled sigh.  She brought her hands
down to her thighs stretching the red lame over her ass and
pulling it up just enough to show a flash of stocking top and
garter.  She was enjoying this show and imagined how Bailey would
respond when she saw what Chloe was up for.  It inflamed her even
more to think that she would be doing this in front of a camera
and sending it to her new friend.

   Her one hand began to find its way underneath her dress.  She
began to tease herself drawing a finger over her pussy lips. 
They were already swollen and now they were getting wet.  She had
no trouble sliding her finger up and down her slit.  She watched
the figure in the mirror every so often letting out a little moan
or whimper.  Her breathing started to get more and more shallow.

   At one point she brought her hand out from under her dress and
saw that her fingers were wet.  She brought them up to her mouth
and took in the heady scent.  She licked her fingers and tasted
herself for the first time. All this was getting her hotter.

   She brought her hands down to the hem of her dress and pulled
it up and off.  Now she licked her fingers again and began to
play with her nipples, wetting her fingers and touching them. 
All the while she gyrated to some unheard music.  It was so
exciting to be playing with herself like this! Her nipples and
pussy lips were very swollen now.  When she opened her eyes and
saw herself naked except for her stocking-covered legs and high
heels, she threw herself down on her bed and began to center on
her bare pussy. She'd noticed a nubbin of swollen skin that had
gotten bigger and bigger at the top of her pussy.  Now she made
swirls around it, and it practically drove her wild!  She also
couldn't keep but thinking about that vibrator that Bailey and
Heather had used on her last week.  She wanted something like it
now.  Instead she used her finger, first one and then two to
enter her pussy.  She'd feel sparks whenever she got close to
that one spot.  She knew she was driving somewhere as she plunged
her fingers in herself faster and faster.

   Chloe let out a scream--good thing noone was in the house she
barely could think--as the first orgasm of her own hit.  She went
all stiff and then just as quickly all melted as she felt the
incredible waves of pleasure course though her.  It was minutes,
it seemed like forever, before she quieted down and relaxed into
a sweet after- glow slumber.

   Chapter 16

   That evening Chloe's father found her sprawled out on her bed
dressed only in her hose and heels.  He quickly decided he didn't
want to wake her and just pulled a cover up over her before his
imagination began to run too wild.  Secretly he was pleased that
she was exploring certain levels of kink that were right up his
alley.  But that would all happen in due time. He was a patient
man, and a man with a vision.

   In the middle of the night she woke but just enough to yank
off her heels and curl up under her covers.  She slept through
her father's departure for work the next morning.  He had left
her a note, and it was the first thing she saw when she finally
came into the world again.

   "Sweets: you were so gone to this world that I let you sleep.
Hope you're ok.  Call me when you're up and able....Love, Dad"

   Chloe was all foggy about what had happened the night before.
She took a shower and ate, decided to swim and lay out in the sun
for awhile before she called her dad.  She was just drifting off
by the pool when her phone rang.  It was Bailey.  She was
wondering if Chloe could get her an appointment at the salon
where she had her electrolysis.  She so admired how Chloelooked.

   Chloe smiled.  "I'll have to ask my dad.  Maybe he can get you
an appointment." She liked that Bailey was asking her for a
favor.  "I'll call you right back."

   This had also served to remind Chloe to call her father
anyway.

   "Hi, dad!" she chirped.

   "Well, how are you doing?  Finally with us in this world?"

   "Yeah I guess I was super tired or something," she said. 
"Dad, can you get Bailey an appointment with that place you sent
me to so I wouldn't have to shave my legs so much?"

   "You mean Dr.  Michaels?  The electrolysis guy?" he asked.  He
was intrigued with this question.

   "Yeah, Bailey would love to get an appointment with him.  Can
you do it? She would be so excited," Chloe gushed.

   "Sure, I'll make a call, sweetie.  You go with her and he can
check on your progress too.  It's about time for you to have a
fillip.  Especially with our party coming up soon.  I'll see that
it happens tomorrow.  How does that sound?"

   "Oh, can you?" Chloe asked.

   "I'll call you right back after the arrangements are made."

   Chloe heard the phone click and knew her father was serious. 
It wasn't three minutes later that she got a call back from him.

   "Everything is set, sweetie.  Tomorrow at nine o'clock.  It's
ok with Bailey's parents, isn't it?  She'll need to bring a note
saying it is anyway.  See you tonight."

   Chloe immediately called Bailey and let her know.

   "Of course, it's ok with my mom," Bailey said.  "I'll get her
to sign a note tonight.  See you in the morning!"

   "We'll pick you up at quarter to nine!" Chloe said.  She was
excited to be sharing in this with the girl who was fast becoming
her best friend.

   The next morning the girls found that they had dressed
similarly, in sleeveless tops and shorts.  When they got to the
doctor's office however they were treated quite differently. 
Bailey was taken to what seemed to be a fully equipped operating
room while Chloe was shown to an elegantly fitted private suite
in a distant part of the building.  She was served a full course
breakfast and given a manicure and pedicure.  In her orange juice
was the slightest of sedatives to relax her.  Then the nurse came
in to check on her vitals, making sure she was healthy and hale.
Her measurements were taken and it was noted that her bust had
expanded as well as her hips.

   "You're looking more and more beautiful each time you come for
a checkup," the doctor said as he breezed in.

   "Oh hi, Dr.  Michaels!" chirped Chloe, blushing.

   "Your father wants me to make sure you are progressing with
your vitamins and such.  Today I'm going to give you a little gas
to put you under for just a few minutes.  I find it's much
gentler than a shot.  And usually the patients like it better. 
I'm sure you will, won't you Chloe?" He began to bring the mask
to her mouth.

   "Uh, huh," was all she could say before she heard the nurse's
voice.

   "Now breathe deeply," she intoned.  She was out in less than a
minute.

   The doctor quickly examined her hairless pussy and legs.  He
gave her a shot of the `vitamins' as instructed by Chloe's
father.  He noticed from the chart that the hormones were working
as they were supposed to.  Much as he was tempted he refrained
from doing any more to Chloe.  He wasn't about to mess with her
powerful father.

   But this friend of hers, Bailey, was another matter.  He
couldn't wait to examine her.  As he left he told the nurse to
let Chloe sleep off the effects of the gas.  It should give him
enough time with her friend he thought.

   He immediately went to the room where Bailey was.  She'd been
given an extended dose of the gas and had been stripped of her
clothes.  He was trying out a new technique of hair removal on
her.  It involved covering her entire body where the hair was to
be removed in a specially formulated solution.  Then he would
pass a kind of electric charge over her body. This would be done
three times.  At the end he would rinse off all hair with the
solution.  She would be smooth and hairless for at least the next
three months.  It was less permanent, but faster and way less
painful. Also he had factored into this experiment the extra
visits.  He had some other things he wanted to give Bailey.

   After he rinsed her he couldn't help smile at the success of
this new technique.  Now he gave her some extra attention.  First
he gave her a shot of hormones.  These would work slowly as they
were for Chloe to enhance her figure and her sex drive.  Then he
added another injection.  This would make her more receptive to
certain suggestions, ones that he would plant in her at each
session she had with him.  He was so excited now but he knew time
was short.  That was the one shortcoming from the gas.  One could
never quite tell exactly how long its effects would take.

   He called in the nurse and gave her instructions to finish the
session with Bailey.  This meant that she should apply a special
soothing and stimulating lotion to Bailey's entire body.  The
nurse loved this part of the session.  She deliberately let her
hands linger over Bailey's breasts and pussy.  It was always so
fun feeling a smooth cunny!  And this one was so young!  She
loved teasing it to ripeness, helping it get all red and full. 
And the nipples!  She was always so tempted to put her lips to
those nubbins!  But she knew the lotion was not good for her to
ingest.  So she contented herself with playing with her patients'
breasts until they stood out as erect as they could.  Then she
would lift her skirt and begin rubbing herself through the sheer
pantyhose her employer bought for her and required her to wear
without panties.  She had gotten to enjoy this little kink of
his.  She'd even begun to wear heels to work because they made
her feel sexier with her hosed legs.

   Bailey began to stir.  The nurse lowered her skirt, took a
last look at her young patients glowing body and pulled a satin
cover over her.  "You can slip into your clothes when you feel
ready," she whispered to her. Then she left.

   Bailey was sitting up and in a daze.  The doctor came in.  "So
how do you like your look?" he said innocently.

   Bailey felt her legs and smiled.  "It feels great!"

   "Now I want you to visit me regularly as a fillip," he
started.  He knew his suggestions were very powerful on her right
now.  "I have an appointment scheduled for you in three weeks
time, then others at regular intervals.  Now that you have such
beautiful legs you should dress to show them off, Tand I want you
to come next time to show us here.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes, certainly, doctor," Bailey said.

   "Also be sure to take these vitamins," he said as he handed
her a vial. "You'll need them for the growth spurt you're bound
to have."

   "Ok, thank you so much!" Bailey said.  She jumped down from
the table and felt a little wobbly.  She was also strangely
flushed and excited.

   "Call if you have any questions!"

   "Thanks again," she said as she went to find Chloe.

   Chloe felt refreshed and curious.  "So how did it go?" she
asked as they got into the limo.

   "Great I guess," Bailey was still spacey.

   Chloe's curiosity overwhelmed her shyness.  "So have you
looked?"

   Bailey seemed to wake up a little more.  She pulled her shorts
out and her eyes opened wide at what she saw.  She looked up at
Chloe and grinned. Each was thinking how great a friend they had
in each other.  They gave each other a hug before Bailey was
dropped off at her house.  Bailey was all tingly the rest of the
day.

   Chapter 17

   "The doctor says you're very healthy," Chloe's father greeted
her the next morning.

   "Did he say that I'm in a growth spurt or something too?  `Cos
it sure feels like I am," Chloe responded.  "In fact I think I
need some new clothes already, especially underwear.  Can I go
shopping soon?"

   "You should go today if you need anything," her father
responded without blinking an eye.  "I'll give you my special
credit card.  It's signed out to you as well as me so you can use
it."

   "That's great, daddy!" she gave him a hug.

   "In fact let's have a delivered-in dinner tonight at home and
you can show off what you've bought--well not down to your
undies--but you must wear them under some nice clothes.  How does
that sound?"

   "Cool, and you can tell me what you think of my outfits,"
Chloe gushed. She knew her dad had impeccable taste in fashion as
part of his talent for producing movies.  She gave him another
hug.

   "Great I'll be home around seven and I'll arrange dinner so
that all you have to do is be ready for a fashion show!" he said
with his usual warm smile.  Then he left for the office.

   Chloe wasted no time in calling the limo and arranging for
shopping. She knew she needed to be measured again for her bras
so she called Nancy to ask where she should go first to get good
service.  Nancy gave her all the right shops to hit that day. 
She wasn't going to beable to go with her. Nevertheless it was
going to be a big shopping day for Chloe.

   And much to Chloe's surprise Nancy had called ahead to let
certain shops know that she was coming.  They were ready and
eager to be at her disposal. This had made shopping so much
easier.  Still the day flew by and when Chloe noticed it was
after five she almost freaked.  She had to get home and be ready
for daddy.  She knew he would be right on time.

   She took a long bath as the first thing when she got home. 
Then she did her nails in a very light but shiny lavender.  She
figured they would go with just about whatever she tried on for
her father.  She spread some lotion that Nancy had gotten her
over her skin and again thought about how smooth she felt.  For a
brief moment she wondered how Bailey was doing. She'd have to
call her first thing in the morning.  Then she put on the first
of her new sets of underwear.  She'd found lots of things at the
Hollywood Victoria Secrets--especially some that were not on
general display.  The girls there had been so nice.  The first
was a sort of paisley satin set.  Very brief panties and an
almost demibra.  She liked how much of her cleavage showed.  Then
she put on her black flowered dress and some black pantyhose. 
Short heels completed it.  Just as she was putting on her makeup
she heard her father come home.  She glanced at the clock--just
seven, as she knew it would be.

   She slipped on some low heels and came down the stairs as he
was entering the house.

   "You look fantastic already!" he said.  Chloe smiled and took
his briefcase.  "Dinner is right behind me."

   As soon as he finished talking the doorbell rang and Chloe
opened it to some great smells.  She took the packages into the
kitchen.  Her father was already lighting the candles and setting
the plates.  She loved how he took such attention to detail!  He
opened the packages and took out boxes that looked especially
prepared for them.  Of course they were.  The next hour was spent
mostly enjoying the great food but also catching up on the news.
Chloe didn't have much , but as always her father did.

   "This whole idea of a clothes outlet is really catching on
with some of my investors, " he was saying.  "I'm afraid much of
the talk at the party is going to be about it.  I just wanted you
to know beforehand."

   "What kind of clothes?" Chloe couldn't help but be roped in to
the idea.

   "Well, you've heard of Mary Kate and Ashley's ideas for
fashion, right?" he asked.

   "Who hasn't?" Chloe replied immediately.  Like who could miss
their WalMart approach, she thought.

   "It's something like that," her father replied, "Except much
more daring."

   It was good he'd added that last part because Chloe, so
shortly joining the California scene, already knew what was up
and coming and what was retro.

   But that's all he would say about the venture.  This piqued
Chloe's interest a little, but she could only be consoled with
her father's announcement that he would know more after the
party.  Evidently he'd planned some important connections to
happen then.

   "Let's have our dessert, your fave I must tell you, and then
we can start the fashion evening!" he said.

   Chloe knew this meant chocolate cheesecake and she was very
ready to have some.  They ate the best that Los Angeles had to
offer in silence.  It was so smooth, creamy and yummy!  They both
swooned from it.

   Then before they settled in the living room Chloe brought her
daddy his dry martini, again after putting her lips to the glass
(and having a quick sip).  Then she left the room to make her
`grand entrance'.  Of course it wasn't so grand since she was
already wearing the first outfit he was to critique.

   She strutted her way out anyway and her father admired the
confidence she was acquiring.  The dress was clingy and satin; it
fit her well and showed off her curves which she was proud to
have.

   "Just beautiful!" he said initially.  "Chloe, you want me to
give you fashion advice, right?" he asked with just a little
trepidation.  This was the telling moment.

   "Yes!  Please tell me what you think!" Chloe responded.

   Good for her, he thought!  She seems sincere in wanting to
know what is truly breathtaking.  "Try wearing some white seamed
hose with this dress. There's too much black in your look.  The
white stockings may just send this outfit through the roof."

   Chloe was taken aback for a moment.  Then she picture what he
was saying. "Ok, I'll be right back."

   "Take your time," he said as she flew up the stairs.  He knew
this needed time.

   She didn't however.  She found some white stockings and a
garter belt and hurriedly put them on.  At the last minute she
made sure her seams were straight in the back.  She put on the
same shoes she'd been wearing.

   "Yes that looks so much better," her father said when she came
down.  He loved how the dress clung to her ass, but he didn't say
anything about that. "Just one more thing--your shoes.  They need
to be higher heels with this outfit and black patent leather with
open toes.  Do you have some?"

   "Uh, I think so," was all she could utter.  She was constantly
amazed at how specific her father could be about almost anything
in the world.  She went back up and found what she thought her
father would approve of.

   "Yes!  That is the look!  Oh Chloe you are amazing," he gushed
as he gave her a big hug.  "I think I should take some pictures
of your fashion show, your first for me!"

   He got his digital camera and took many shots of her in the
black clingy dress.

   "Ok, what's next?" he asked after the shoot.

   Chloe came down in a blue short dress with frills around the
hem and bodice.  She had put on some black pantyhose and blue
heels as a complement to the dress.  She'd changed her lipstick
to a smoky crimson.

   Her father immediately saw that she should change her hose to
some black fishnets.  The shoes and everything else was great, he
said.  Chloe was glad that he took these pictures of her.  They
might be a great start of a portfolio!

   The next outfit took longer to put on.  She'd wanted a real
pushup bra and garters and the girls at Victorias had convinced
her to go with what was almost a corset with garter attachments.
It was satin and red with black piping.  She put on very sheer
black seamed stockings.  All this made her feel so grown up!  She
spent a few minutes looking at herself and admiring how the
corset gave her such a fantastic figure.  Then she put on the
highest heels she had.  Again she looked at herself.  She knew
her father would like this outfit!  Over all of this she wore a
tight black satin blouse that snapped and a matching short black
satin skirt.  She touched up her makeup before she left her room

   As she made her way down the stairs her father gasped.  Even
in all his experience he'd not seen such an amazing beauty.

   "Bravo!" he said as she glided into the room.  "This calls for
something special.  Let's go out for a nightcap."

   "Dressed like this?" Chloe responded.

   "Exactly!  You look stunning.  And I'll be right at your
side," her father gushed.  He was already calling someone on his
cell phone.  "Let's share a drink while we wait for them to bring
the car around."

   Chloe was getting caught up in her father's party mood.  She
was pleased that he liked her fashion sense so much.  She went to
fix another martini while they waited, and then she ended up
having several sips of it before the car actually arrived.  She
was flying a little bit as they breezed out the door.

   "We'll be taking the car tonight," her dad said, so Chloe
headed for their SUV.  "I'm taking you to a favorite club of
mine.  We'll be meeting with an associate."

   Chloe knew this was her father's code for some kind of
business meeting. She was disappointed that she would have to
share her father with anyone else.

   "I want you to be there when we discuss this new business that
I've been working on.  I'm going to want your ideas," he said.

   Chloe's mood immediately flip-flopped.  Now she was all
curious about what this meeting was.

   "And I want this guy to meet you."

   That was enough for Chloe to start to get butterflies on her
stomach. Still she tried to calm herself down and just think that
this would be a cool evening out with her daddy.

   Chapter 18

   It was a short drive to the club.  Chloe's father could not
get over how stunning his daughter looked.  He loved her
combination of dramatic beauty and innocent carriage.  She would
be great for his plans.

   Chloe meanwhile could tell her daddy was appreciating her. 
Her butterflies fluttered some more as they pulled up to the
entrance of the club.  The doorman opened her door and took care
of the car as they went arm in arm into the lobby.  Heads turned
as they entered.  Chloe blushed and held on tight.  Her father
could tell this was a big moment for her. He wanted her to get
used to entrances.

   As they were shown to their table a waiter asked Chloe's
father, "Your usual, sir?"

   "Why yes, and for Chloe please bring your Maui zowie," he
smiled at Chloe as the waiter left.  "One reason we came here is
for this treat. They juice up mangoes and kiwis and watermelons
and who knows what else, all completely fresh, and serve it over
ice.  I think you'll love it!"

   "Ooh, I can't wait!" Chloe replied.  She loved this club, it's
dark interior, the candlelight, the low wood tables and leather
seats.  The drinks and her daddy's associate came at the same
time.

   "Jim!  Hello, how're ya doin?" A tall, dark-haired man younger
than Chloe's daddy was speaking and shaking hands with him. 
Chloe had just tasted the drink and was swooning.  It was
delicious!

   "Great, Dean, I'm doing great.  Here, I want you to meet my
daughter, Chloe," her father said and they all three were
standing now and shaking hands.  This Dean smelled good thought
Chloe as she sat back down and sucked on her Maui zowie.  She
felt a little warm from the previous sips of martini, and now
there was something about the closeness of the club.  It was good
that the drink was so refreshing.  She settled back to listen to
her daddy and Dean.  She guessed they would be talking for
awhile.

   "So how's the project going?"

   "Well, we've certainly got the suppliers lined up.  It seems
they've been waiting and ready for quite awhile for someone to
work on the distribution end," Dean started in.  "That's why it
is so good that you've made your move now.  Apparently there is a
huge untapped market.  And we're going to be the first."

   "Sweetie, what we're talking about is a fancy clothes store
for girls like you and even younger who like to dress nicely.  It
will specialize in high-end, top quality designer clothes for
teens and preteens.  Sort of like a Victorias Secret for girls. 
What do you think?" Chloe's father asked.

   "Really??" was Chloe's honest and first response.  "That
sounds so cool!" Her thoughts were all aswirl about the
possibilities.  That her daddy was going to own these stores. 
That she might shop in them whenever she wanted.  Maybe she would
be asked her opinion...

   Chloe's father let out a sigh of relief.  A lot was riding on
his daughter's initial response.  He often had a gut feeling
about movie projects and such.  And her reaction was going to be
a big part of his feeling.

   "Good!  And I'm going to want you to give your ideas, young
lady!" he said.  Dean smiled at these two.

   Unbelievable, thought Chloe.  Again it was like she and her
daddy were on the same wavelength.

   "Let's do some dancing to celebrate.  Dean, you get the first
dance with my daughter.  I get the last.  Go ahead, it's getting
late anyways!" and he got the two of them up and onto the dance
floor.

   It was a moderately fast swing number and Chloe found herself
in the hands of an able dancer in Dean.  She liked being led
around the dance floor and got into the beat.  She could tell she
was being watched by the crowd.  She felt so grownup in her heels
and hose.  She found she enjoyed the contact with her partner as
well.  Whenever they danced close she responded to his gentle and
sure touch.

   She was breathless when the dance ended and they returned to
the table. But now it was a slow number and Chloe's father led
her back out to the dance floor to waltz her toward home.  She
loved being held close by her daddy and thought she could feel
him respond to their contact.  Maybe his cock was getting hard,
she thought.  It was not the first time she had thought that. 
She felt it and realized she was interested.  I can do this to
him?  she wondered as they danced close.  She was feeling all
warm and dizzy now even though the effects of the martini sips
had long passed.  She brought her arms around her daddy's neck
and tried to get even closer.  It all felt so good.  So many cool
things were happening--her new home, her friends, this business.
And next week would be the party!  She was really in another
world when the song ended and they said their goodbyes to Dean
and the club.  The ride home was quiet and sweet.  Chloe almost
fell asleep.

   "Sweetums, see you in the morning?" he asked as he nudged her
up to her room.

   "Sure, I'll get up to have breakfast with you," she said
groggily.  That was ok with her father.  He knew she would.  She
was such a trooper.  And a beautiful one at that.  He smiled as
he kissed her on the forehead and sent her off to bed.









  
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