I was in a frenzy the next day, I had no idea what would happen or what would be said. I love my father as any daughter should, but I was afraid that he would offend Tina in anyway. Kit was also going to join us at lunch, so Shane agreed to watch Jackson for us. I was having a hard time deciding what I should wear, a nice dress or a power suit? Lunch was in an hour and a half and I was still spinning in circles in my underwear figuring out my wardrobe.

"Baby, just pick something," Tina said, walking to the closet putting her earring in. She wore a short, slightly ruffled, forest green dress. That was tight around her stomach and free flowing from her waist. The top held her breasts nicely and was held up by the strap around her neck, leaving an open back. I shuddered at the sight.

"You look stunning," I said, wrapping my arms around her, kissing her and lifting her dress and sliding my hands up her thighs to her ass, revealing the fact she was not wearing underwear, I gasped.

"Just in case you need a mood lift," she whispered, and immediately I was wet, "we don’t have time."

"But you’re so ravishing," I said, smirking at the fact she could read my mind.

"Patience baby."

I settled on a power suit, black with a white men’s tailored shirt. Keep it simple, my father was never impressed when I over did myself, he always said I didn’t need it. I took one last look at myself and we left the house. I was visibly nervous, a sight to which Tina had never seen.

"Babe, your father can’t be that bad."

"Oh yes he can. This man is a tough guy. He’s made CEO’s cry after taking all they’ve had. He’s a very expensive lawyer and tough as nails. My mother was the only person to bring out the softer side of him. He was devastated when she passed, we don’t talk about her much. So try not to bring her up."

"Ok," she said as I pulled up to Kit’s house and she walked towards the car, "what else are his do’s and don’t’s?"