Chapter 12: A Helpful Daughter

(Floyd and Lily’s Story)

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Eyes glued to her phone Lily simultaneously texted and weaved through shuffling clusters of shoppers with expert ease. Her father was hot on her heels.

Floyd had to marvel at his daughter’s ability to multi-task. Though it probably helped that this branch of the mall was noticeably less crowded than the others. Several of the stores were closed, empty spaces behind locked gates.

“Blonde or brunette?” Lily asked out of the blue.

“Blonde.” Floyd answered.

“Does she have to be a virgin?”

“No.”

“How about Sona Fletcher?”

“I don’t know her.”

“You’ll like her.” Lily promised. “We’re in math together. I let her copy my homework.”

Floyd wondered if he had gone too far this time. Allowing his daughter to scroll through her contacts in search of his next breeding partner. It was an entirely unnecessary step. Floyd could hand the Breeding Pass to any number of passing woman for a quick fuck. But his daughter had insisted on picking the next recipient and he had caved.

Slipping her phone back into her purse Lily said, “Sona’s going to meet us at the sporting goods store.”

“When?”

“Right now.”

“You work fast.” Floyd felt an ironic twinge of disappointment that he would be getting laid again so soon. He had been hoping for more recovery time between sexual adventures.

“Hurry, we’re almost there!” Lily prompted. Taking her father’s hand she pulled Floyd towards the big sporting goods store that anchored this branch of the mall.

Entering the spacious store Lily made a bee-line for the escalator. Hand in hand, father and daughter rode the moving stairs up to the top floor.

Stepping off the escalator Lily looked around with a confused expression on her face. “Her text said she would meet me on the second floor,” Lily explained.

After a few moments of aimless searching Lily stumbled upon the blonde teen browsing through the store’s outdoor recreational section.

“Sona!” Lily cried out as she caught sight of her friend.

“Lily!” the blonde squealed back. Rushing towards each other the two teens collided in a friendly hug.

“Sona, this is my dad.” Lily said. “Dad, this is Sona.”

“You can call me Floyd.” the gray haired man offered. The blonde Sona smiled innocently. She was clearly unsure of how to reply when being introduced so formally.

The trio stood near a mock camp sight. Complete with mannequin campers and a fully pitched tent. The camping display felt isolated from the rest of the store by the high shelves of neighboring sections. As if the designers had purposely created a clearing in the middle of the store to make their customers feel cutoff from the rest of the mall.

“My dad wants to give you something,” Lily prompted.

Floyd wordlessly handed Sona his Breeding Pass.

Lily was practically jumping with excitement. “It’s a Breeding Pass!” she exclaimed.

Looking at the pass Sona remarked, “You got to be fucking me?”

“That’s right!” Lily answered with a little clap.

Sona gave Lily a wide eyed look totally shocked at the realization her friend had set her up to be bred.

“Now?” Sona asked. “Here?

“Of course now and here.” Lily answered

“We are standing next to a tent,” Floyd noted suggestively indicating the open flap as he did so.

Sona bit her lower lip as she mused over the prospect in her head. Reaching a decision the athletic blond got down on all fours and crawled into the tent. Her tight leggings emphasize the perfection of her ass perfectly as she did so.

“Lily, keep an eye out,” Floyd instructed his daughter before crawling in after the cute Sona.

Floyd found the floor of the tent to be softer then he had expected. Padding had been woven in between the mesh of the tent’s flooring. It was like crawling over a thick comforter.

Seated across from him Sona pulled off her sports shirt. Then with some hesitation popped her bra clasp. The blonde blushed as the garment fell away from her chest. Leaving her perky breasts exposed.

Ignoring Floyd’s leering gaze Sona laid flat on her back. There was more than enough room in the tent for the athletic blonde to stretch out her shapely legs allowing Sona to easily squirm out of her tight leggings.