Page 7 of Her Honey Pot (Sweet Treats 3)

“How could you do this, Marni? Your dad was going to be my inductor! You know, my first? I’ve been looking for it for so long, and now you’ve gone and made him quit!”

I stare at her.

“What? What are you talking about?”

Jess begins babbling as tears roll down her face.

“I’ve been waiting to join Dads and Daughters for ages, Marni. Ever since I found out about the group when I was sixteen, and one of the reasons is your dad. I’ve had a crush on Brent for so long, and I want to lose my virginity to someone that I love and respect. I want it to be your dad, and it was finally my time! Do you realize how long I’ve been waiting? And now I have nothing!”

I stare at her.

“What do you mean, someone you love and respect? You don’t know Brent.”

She sniffles.

“Maybe it’s not love as in true love and we’re getting married, but I do love your dad, Marni. Brent’s been there since I was a kid and he was always so kind to me. Plus, he’s hot, remember how I was telling you? So when I finally was admitted to Dads and Daughters, I made a request: I wanted my first time to be with your dad, and they said yes! But now you’ve screwed it up! Brent let the group know that he was quitting effective immediately because he’s having trouble managing his daughter.”

I stare at her.

“I didn’t tell him to quit,” is my indignant reply.

“Well, what did you do then?” she slobbers between tears. “We were supposed to consummate our relationship next week, but now it’s been called off. You must have done something!” she insists.

I step back and try to think, holding both hands up.

“Yesterday, I went home after our study session. I asked Brent about this Dads and Daughters business, and he told me it’s a swingers group.”

“It is no such thing!” Jess interrupts indignantly. “We don’t swing. We’re a close-knit community who care about one another, and sure, we partner swap a little, but it’s not the same as swinging.”

“It is the same as swinging,” I say wryly. “And the fact that it’s between dads and daughters gives it an added dirty twist.”

“Okay,” says Jess with a huff. “But seriously, Marni. What did you do that made your dad quit?”

I shake my head at a loss for words.

“I didn’t do anything, I swear. Brent told me about the group, and I asked whether I should join. I understand that it’s a requirement that both the dad and daughter join in order to stay active.”

Jess nods, and then sniffles again.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much true but there are a couple exceptions. For example, if a daughter is really unattractive, medically disabled, or simply not a fit for the group, the membership can vote to exclude her. In those cases, she never finds out about the group. No one ever tells her.”

I nod.

“That’s true, but I don’t fall into either of those categories. At least I don’t think I do. Brent said he petitioned Dads and Daughters for a delay, so that I could have a little more time before joining.”

“That’s right,” sniffles Jess. “Most girls join when they’re eighteen. You had your eighteenth birthday a couple months ago, but they were holding off due to your dad’s request. But it’s not like they were going to hold off forever, so I figured there was no harm in telling you.”

I nod.

“But that’s the thing, Jess. I think my dad was deluding himself. You see, Brent doesn’t think I’m a fit for the group at all. He thinks I’m really nerdy and dorky, and no one would want me.”

Jess scrunches her nose at me.

“Don’t be silly. You need the group exactly because you’re nerdy and dorky. Otherwise, you’re just going to lose your cherry to some dude in college who bangs you in ten minutes and then leaves you to clean yourself up. That’s what Dads and Daughters is about. This way, you get an experienced man who can make your first time wonderful. He’ll take care of you, and make sure that you have an out of this world experience.”

I nod.

“Yeah, that’s what I think too,” I say slowly.

Jessica brightens.

“Well, did you tell Brent that?”

“I did! Well, kind of,” I amend. “We sort of got into a fight.”

Jessica shakes her head again.

“But about what? This is my future hanging by a thread, Marni. I can’t believe you’d be so careless.”

I roll my eyes in the darkness of the classroom. Sometimes, Jessica is so dramatic I feel that she should be an actress and go straight to Hollywood.

“Jess, I’m not even sure what we argued about. But my dad doesn’t want me to be a member of Dads and Daughters, and he put his foot down. By quitting immediately, I think he was making it final. There’s no way I can apply for membership now.”

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