“Wh…what did you do with the little girl that used to beg me for a pony?” He asked.
“She grew up. And, she got super horny. And if you still love her, you’re going to have to be ok with the fact she DOES want her life to be like that which she so eloquently described.”
She snapped her fingers, flicked and tapped at the air, and then held out her left hand. In it, she held a little figure dressed in monastic robes, and said, “This is life choice number one. Celibate, whacking off secretly in the dark, praying to a man in the sky to forgive your animal nature. Every day you’ll be tortured by sounds of two hot, naked girls lezzing off together just down the hall, after they prance around the house cock-teasing you.”
She held up her right hand, which contained the face of Hugh Heffner, “and this is life choice number two,” she explained, “That of an adventurous, liberated playboy with a long line of arm (and bed) candy at his beck and call. Minus the millions of dollars, of course, but with your brains and Erin’s brains, I’m sure that part is inevitable. Hot, horny, sexy girls tend to pull in other hot, sexy, horny girls. They also like to share their toys, because they were taught good values.”
Dave had to agree that she was making a very compelling argument. Or, perhaps his erection was influencing his judgment. Any argument made by a braless brunette rubbing her panty-covered pussy against one’s erection did sound compelling, after all. Even when it was your own daughter. Yes, he was probably going to Hell.
“Now,” she asked, “shall we cut you a tonsure and call you Brother Dave?”
Dave shook his head.
She beamed, “I didn’t think so. Make sure you keep up your exercise. You’re gonna need a strong heart for this ride.”
She winked and hugged him, “I love you, dad.”
“I wub woo huvy.” he mumbled as she crushed his face into her chest.
For the next couple of hours, life returned to a somewhat normal state. Casey cuddled under a blanket with Dave, and they watched something silly. She made them lunch, giving Dave time to stretch. As he was settling back onto the couch, waiting for Casey, a stream of hearts appeared in his Haloes, followed by a kiss from Erin.
“Missing you guys.” came her message.
“Hal, call Erin.” Dave instructed.
He waited, and a moment later Erin appeared in front of him. Rather, a ghost Erin appeared, sporting a pair of jeans, cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, and a denim jacket.
“Howdy, buckaroo.” He jibed.
“Just to show you how in the mood I am for a ride.” She shot back, making him blush.
Casey came into the room, carrying a plate of turkey sandwiches.
“Hal,” Dave said, “include Casey in the call.”
Ghost Erin appeared to Casey, as well.
“How’s your mom?” Casey asked.
“Drunk,” Erin answered, “but what else is new. She’s fine. I have some homework to finish up, but I’ll be over later.”
Casey nodded and waved.
“We just wanted to say hello,” Dave said, “and we miss you. Come back soon.”
Erin blew him a kiss and faded from view.
Casey quickly wolfed down her sandwich and leaned back into the couch.
“God, I can’t wait!” She said suddenly.