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REPOST Chloe and Her Dad part 4 Chap 14-18

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   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 web sites.  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 web cam.  She'd been talking to
Bailey on the phone and learned that they could hook up via their computers
if only she had a web cam capability.  So she called Timothy and asked him
how that could work.

   "Well, you'll need some software added and of course the web cam
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 web cam
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 eye shadow 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 web cam 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 web cam.  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 web
cam, 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 web
camera.  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 web cam 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 web cam.  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 nub bin 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 no one 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 Chloe looked.

   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 follow-up. 
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
nub bins!  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 follow-up," 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, and 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 digita "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 a swirl 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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