"See, Daddy. You're not a corrupting influence at all. And being busy just shows what a success you've made of the place."

"It hasn't been easy, believe me. Since your mother decided I was a no-good bastard…"

"Don't start on that, please. I know what you're like. It's just that you and Mom are on different wavelengths, that's all."

"Yeah, maybe that's it. It just seemed like we were always arguing, and about such idiotic things. Oh, damn," he suddenly said. "I got to get back and tend to the bar. You can handle things here, I guess."

Susan smiled innocently. She saw something she'd just love to handle.

He'd come walking into the pool hall a few minutes earlier and was looking around for someone to play pool with.

She wasn't going to disappoint him. And the way she played pool, there was little doubt who would win.

As her father vanished behind the bar, Susan quickly went over to the man. She studied him and decided she liked him even more than she'd thought she might. He wasn't too much older than she. He couldn't be over twenty or so. Brown hair stylishly long but not too long. She thought the guys with the ultra-long hair looked like queen.

But what turned her on the most about him was the muscles. This guy had arms on him that could crush her. And she was determined to find out exactly how it felt, too.

"Hi, I'm Sue. Want to play?" She paused for a moment, enjoying the way the bulge in his jeans suddenly grew. She hastily added, "A game of pool, that is?"

"Uh, sure. What'll it be? Eight ball? Rotation?"

"Rotation? Oh, is that the one where you put the balls in the little diamond and try to sink the nine ball?"

"That's it."

He was obviously taking in the full extent of her charms. There was no way he could miss them, in fact. The blouse she had on was just a little too small for her.