"There, that's my good girl," He said, rubbing his hands back and forth between her breasts. "So, first things first, I want you to see if you can fit under my desk."
"Da-, I mean, sorry?" She asked, her pretty eyebrows raised.
He waved at the space under the big desk. "Just scoot down there, honey. Kneel down there and face me. That's it."
Hayley felt very strange under the desk, looking up at her father's smiling face, smelling the wood of the desk and her father's shoe polish. The carpet was surprisingly soft on her knees.
"Now here you go," He was holding something out to her. "Take this."
"Its an iPod." She said, turning it over.
"Yes, honey," He said. "I heard that listening to music will improve your sucking ability. Now when I tell you to, put the headphones in and start suck
