cunt and climbed out from between her relaxed legs, his grey eyes filled with sadness and looking like two windows in hell. He crossed over to the sofa and sat down before he continued. 'Doing that number takes a lot of guts, because loving someone whole hog can hurt like a strong knee to the nuts. The father you came here to smoke out learned that the hard way.'
'And exactly when in the fuck did he learn that?' Melanie asked curiously as she tried to ignore the thick and sticky stream of cum that leaked out of her pussy to stain her inner thighs and start drying. 'Before or after he deserted my mother and me?'
'I'm afraid I can't answer that question for you, baby,' Adam said almost angrily as he leaned back into the sofa cushions and proceeded to scratch his itching nuts. 'But there are four people here in, Shadow Harbor who might be able
to help you get over this unreasonable hatred you have for your old man. Talk to them. You know who they are. Lisa Lake, Angelique Young, Nick Ambrose and the main attraction in your mother's album, Ellery Dane. Like me, they all go back to those happier yesterdays before and after you were born. I've finally set it up for you to meet one of them.'
'I guess you had your reasons for not doing it sooner,' Melanie said, feeling more of his sticky cum dribble out of her cunt as she walked around the coffee table and plopped her ass down beside him on the sofa. 'Which one am I going to meet? Ellery Dane?'
Adam stopped scratching at his egg-sized balls and shook his head. 'I decided to let you start your tell-me- about-my-rotten-fucking daddy number with Nick Ambrose. He owns that Blue Surf club on the waterfront I pointed out to you the other night.'
'I remember the place.'
'At the moment Nick's looking for an exotic dancer, so I used that as a shitty excuse for the two of you to meet.'
'Sneaky, sneaky,'
'Will you kindly shut the fuck up?'
'Pardon me for breathing.'
Adam didn't crack a smile. 'I'd like for you to meet the others whose pictures are in that damn album before you quiz Nick about your father, but what you do is your business. You can see
Nick anytime this afternoon. I didn't tell him you were Pola's kid.'
'No guts?'
Adam shook his head. 'I just don't like to knee a good friend in the nuts. Do your own surprising.'
'Thanks for nothing, you sweet bastard,' Melanie said without anger as she grabbed a handful of tissues and proceeded to mop her still leaking cunt dry. 'I shouldn't be gone too long.'
'There's no need to go on the dock for me, baby,' Adam told her. 'Take all the fucking time you need with Nick. I've got to go home for awhile, anyhow.'
'Home?' She stopped wiping her cunt and looked at him. 'Funny you should drop that word on me, lover.'
His eyebrows lifted. 'Funny?'
She studied him, head canted, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. 'Weird would be more like it, lover. I did some checking on you early this morning by having a chat with the manager of this high-rent building. A real clam, that boy. Ditto for the other tenants. All I did was run into a blank wall. So in case of emergency where do I reach Adam Hawk? Your name isn't even listed in the fucking phone book. Where's home?'
'On the beach.'
'That still doesn't tell me a hell of a lot, you evasive sonofabitch,' she said without venom. 'Is
it a nice house?'
'I think so.'
'I'll wager it's a small palace. Do you live alone?'
He shook his head. 'Angel Young keeps me company.
'Does she suck and flack you?' 'Every chance she gets.'
'Is she good in bed?'
'Not as good as you, baby.'
'I'd like to see your digs, Adam. 'You will.'
'When?'
'How about tonight?'
'It's a date. Will you be here when I get back from the Blue Surf?'
'That depends on how hot Lisa Lake turns out to be for a crack at my prick,' Adam answered as he plucked the wad of tissues from her hand and finished wiping her cock-soothed pussy, then stood up and started dressing. 'Or how long I can keep that flame-haired nympho pinned to the mattress at my place while you do your thing with her favorite suck and fuck partner.'
Melanie's delicate eyebrows arched in mild surprise. 'Lisa Lake is Nick Ambrose's pussy?'
'Lisa is a bit more than just Nick's pussy,' Adam said as he crammed his soft cock inside his pants and zipped his fly. 'She also just happens to be his sister.'
'That's incest.'
Adam shrugged. 'What's in a name?'
'You could have gone all day without saying that.' She took a deep breath that jarred her breasts. 'Incest yet. Christ, what kind of friends did my parents have here in Shadow Harbor?'
'The kind you should have grown up with, baby,' Adam said quietly as he finished dressing and turned to leave. 'Good ones'
CHAPTER THREE
'Automatic lock,' Nick Ambrose explained to Melanie as the frosted glass door leading into his private office at the Blue Surf snicked shut behind them. His dark eyes caressed her exquisite tits. 'It will keep us from being disturbed while I check your-uh-qualifications, and maybe hire you as an exotic dancer.' He parked his ass on the black leather couch that dominated one side of his luxurious office, then said, 'All right, kid, do your stuff.'
Melanie didn't pretend to misunderstand the handsome club owner who liked to lust it up with his sister Lisa. Eyes dropped to his crotch. He was coming up with a hard-on, and it didn't look like a little one. Donkey cocks never did. She took a deep breath that shook her tits, reached for the top button on her sun dress. She
worked her way down the row of buttons. Her eyes remained glued to the bulge in his crotch. For a wild moment she was almost tempted to tell Nick who she was when she saw his prick stretch, harden and threaten to break the zipper on his fly, but the moment passed quickly and she kept an with the strip game he wanted her to play.
She knifed forward to open the dress all the way then straightened and turned aside for a second while she shrugged free of it. This move profiled her big firm breasts, giving him something to stare at and think about. The dress dropped to form a puddle around her trim ankles, and she toed it aside. Then she whirled to face the now sweating club owner and asked, 'Well, how do I stack up so far, Mr. Ambrose?'
'Not bad,' Nick replied as his hot and hungry eyes dropped to her feet, then crawled upward. He paused to study the webbing of her bikini panties, then asked, 'DO you always wear red undies, kid?'
'Not always. Why?'
'I hate red.'
Melanie shrugged and made her big tits bounce provocatively. 'Next time I'll wear black.'
'Maybe there won't be a next time, kid,' Nick said as his eyes laddered up to her heaving breasts. 'You haven't got the job yet. Bump anti grind birds are dime a dozen in this neck of the
woods, and most of them aren't worth a fiddler's fuck. Let me see you peel so I can judge for myself.'
'All the way?'
Nick Ambrose reached down to massage his huge stiff prick. 'If it tugs your pretty little ass, leave the earrings and the necklace on. I wouldn't want you to feel naked.'
