After a few moments of thought, and making sure I was turned slightly to the side so she couldn't try to get off a cheap kick to my crotch, I concluding the following; I had to kill her. I smiled and belted her hard across the face, this hit just as hard as when I broke Tony's jaw, so I knew it had to hurt. She couldn't even scream, all she could do is spit out blood and cry silently. I smiled and went to the back of the tree, knowing she wasn't going to get away just cuz I left my eyes off her. I untied the wire, having some trouble with it at first but managing after a few seconds, wrapped both ends around my hands for a secure grip, and with a placing of my foot on the trunk I pulled back as hard as I could. This wire was thick, but not that thick. She went completely silent when I did this, but to make sure she was in the physical state I thought she was I pulled once more, hard but not as hard. There was no sound, and I released the wire. "SUCCESS!" I yelped in glee as I. “And she has to stay in the room for the rest of the game.”My daughter didn’t say anything. She just smirked back at Carl and pulled the dress up over her head. As I had suspected, she was wearing the bikini underneath it. Otherwise there was no way she would have gone along. Or so I thought at the time. The guys all smiled and ogled her. Strangely it didn’t upset me at all.Now that I had half my original chips back, and a hot teen girl to distract the others, I was sure I could win my money back. Wait – did I just think of my daughter as “hot”? Wasn’t that wrong? And why did I suddenly have a raging hard on?A beer and a few hands later I was out of chips again. My erection wouldn’t go away, and it seemed that I was as distracted by Candy as the others. What was wrong with me? She was my daughter after all. Maybe it was because she reminded me of my ex-wife so much. She was a sexy b**st all right, I just wish I could’ve trusted her with my money.“It looks like you are out of chips.
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