There was a line here that she might be crossing, she knew. Would dressing like this be asking for it? Or would it just let him know that it was available if he was man enough to take it? This last thought gave her shivers of lust. She knew full well that her father was man enough to take what he wanted and needed. There had never been anything in her young life that excited her like the thought of her father wanting and needing her body. He would have to take it, though, she told herself. She wouldn't offer it to him. Well, who was she kidding? She knew...