1. Sweet Dreams Are Made of This Ch. 03


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Author: JoeBlogs616, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    purty lips, bo// Oh fuck you, brain, he told himself, shooting the stray thought down execution-style, rigidly turning his attention back to the convict, who, he was uncomfortable to note, was reciprocating the examination. At least it wasn't a look of ruthless calculation, merely the curiosity of a man considering whether this kid his daughter's seeing might be worth keeping around. Whatever horrific failings the man possessed that leading him to commit cold blooded murder, it seemed that Jenny was his heart and soul. Jahn could relate, and when she stood, handing him the phone, he tried to keep that thought firmly in mind. "So, you're Jahn Halvers. Jenny's... boyfriend." Jahn wasn't sure he liked how that was added on at the end like an afterthought, but braved forth anyway. "Yes sir. You prefer the first name or the last?" "Sir works just fine, kid." Jahn was only a few years shy of thirty, but didn't think it wise to point out the distinction to the now flat and expressionless face before him. "Yes sir." "So tell me about yourself. Tell me what you do, and why you think you're good enough for my little girl." Jahn began to sweat. Exactly like meeting Gianna's father, he thought, recalling a long ago prom date. Except Mr. Charter wasn't the sort of guy to raise a swatter to a fly, let alone a pipe or gun to someone's head. Suddenly, the wall of glass between them didn't seem like enough. Think of it as an interview, he thought, trying to desperately to bolster himself. ...
    Tell him what you do and why you're not the sort of dick that would pump and dump. Just not in those words. So he did. Slowly and with a great deal of hesitation at first, but he worked up to it, and felt a sliver of success. It would have been more helpful if Donovan's face had given him some feedback to work with, but that flat expression never changed a whit as Jahn rattled off his personal biography. At last the man interrupted, "That's enough." Jahn stuttered to a halt. "Okay..." Unblinkingly, he said, "You seem like an ambitious kid, and pretty smart too. Got the blood to back it up, or are you one of them exceptions to the rule?" It took a moment for Jahn to figure out what the hell Donovan was talking about, and when he finally got it, he had to bite back a scathing retort. Use your brain, man, he thought. No family tree cracks. Jen's right behind you. Stiffly, he replied, "Dutch ancestry straight back to the motherland." Donovan nodded in a manner that was so approving he wanted to puke. Instead, he waited for 'Daddy's' next question. Half of Jahn's brain called him a pussy for not following up with something like "and probably purer blood than yours", while the other applauded his restraint from that course of stupidity. "So, nice smart white kid like you... Jenny know you're seeing that little half-breed girl on the side, or are you really that stupid?" The hostility in his voice was undisguised now. Oh, shit. Jen hadn't told Donovan that. "How do you even know-" A ...
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