Michael returned me to the tie rack that evening, and there I remained for a while.
Then one evening, the wardrobe door opened and Jessica pulled me out. She fed me through the belt
loops of her skirt and tied me in a double knot. Then she looked at her reflection in the
full-length mirror. "Perfect," she said, twisting to check her back view. She had changed a bit
since I had last seen her. Her hair was much shorter and spiker, with bright pink streaks in it.
She was wearing a black top with pink spotted netting over it and a short puffy black skirt. Her
long legs were covered with fishnet tights and she had boots on her feet. "Isn't that my tie?" I
heard Jason ask. Jessica jumped guiltily and turned to face him. Is hair was greyer and his face
had more creases, but I could still see traces of the young man who brought me for his wedding. "I
was going to ask you," Jessica said sulkily. "I didn't think you would mind." "I don't mind, but it
would have been nice if you had asked before you invaded my bedroom and rooted through my wardrobe.
You would hate it if I did that to you." "Yeah, yeah, enough of the lecture, Dad," she said,
heading for the door. "Just a minute, Jessie," Jason said, catching her arm. "I actually wanted to
have a word with you before you went out." "Now what have I done?" she asked, heaving a dramatic
sigh. "You haven't done anything. Can't a father just talk to his daughter sometimes?" "Suppose
so," Jessica said grudgingly, flopping onto the bed. "So what do you want to talk about." "Nothing
special," Jason said, sitting besides her. "I suppose you're heading to the disco." "Yeah, there's
nowhere else to go in this dead-end town," Jessica complained, picking at the bedspread. "I can't
wait to get away to Uni." "We'll miss you when you do go," Jason told her. "I'll miss you lot too,
but I want to get out of here, meet some people who haven't known me since before I was born." "I
can understand that," Jason said, putting his arm around her and giving her a hug. "Yeah, anyway,"
she said quickly changing the subject. "seeing as you're here, do you think I look all right in
this?" "Um, I think so," Jason said doubtfully. "Fashions have changed a bit since my day, you
know. I liked your hair when it was long and it's natural colour, but you know that. Aren't you
happy with the way you look?" "I think so," Jessica replied, standing up and looking at herself in
the mirror again. "I'm not sure about this boob tube. Does it make me look silly?" "How do you
mean?" Jason asked cautiously. Jessica adjusted her top, studying her reflection again. "Well I
don't have much to keep it up, do I?" she asked uncertainly. "Everyone knows that boys like big
boobs, and I don't have big boobs. I don't know if this boob tube makes me look even more
flat-chested." "Er, I'm no fashion expert," Jason said, looking slightly red. "But I'm sure that
there's lots of boys who are going to think you look very pretty. While some boys might not be
interested in anything apart from big breasts, the ones worth your time will be looking at more
than your bra size." "Oh Dad, next you'll be saying that personality counts for more then looks.
boys don't look at ugly girls and think 'she's not pretty but I'll go talk to her because she may
have a great personality'. You didn't ask Mum out because she had a good sense of humour, but
because she was drop dead gorgeous." "That's true," Jason said slowly. "But the reason I asked her
out again and again was because of her personality. No matter how pretty you are, when you get to
know someone well you tend to forget what they look like. It's who you are that matters in the long
run." "Mum was really lucky to get you," Jessica told him. "Well, thank you very much," Jason said
laughing. "While we are on the subject of boys, there was something I wanted to talk to you about."
"It's a bit late for the birds and bees speech, Dad," Jessica teased. "I know exactly where babies
come from. Mum told me all about it years ago and we do have sex education at school." "Ok, I'm
sure you know everything there is to know about sex," Jason said, getting red again. "I don't
really know how to put this, but I really need to say this." "Come on, spit it out Dad." "One day
you'll have kids of your own and you'll find out just how embarrassing this kind of conversation
can be," Jason told her. "Added to which, I have to try and find a way to put this so you don't go
off and do the exact opposite, just to prove how independent you are." "All right Dad, I'm
listening," Jessica said, sitting back down on the bed. "Ok, there's been a lot of stuff on the
news about Aids, and all the other nasty diseases you can get from unprotected sex. The thing is, I
remember being young, and how embarrassing it was trying to buy condoms. I don't want to encourage
you to have sex, I'd be quite happy if you were a virgin on your wedding day, when you're a hundred
and fifty. But at the same time, I'd like to know you were prepared. So I want you to have these."
Jason dug in a pocket and handed his daughter a packet of condoms. Now it was Jessica's turn to
blush. "Dad!" she exclaimed. "Yes, I know," he said gruffly. "Just take them, and if you run out,
which I hope you never will, I keep a box in my top drawer." "Dad!" she said again. "Yes, right,
that's all I wanted to say. Just be careful, and we'll pretend this conversation never happened."
"Suits me," Jessica said. "Oh, and Dad, thanks." She threw her arms around him and gave him a hug.
"You're welcome," he said gruffly, hugging her back. "Just remember, you keep them until your
wedding night when you're a hundred and fifty." "Of course, Dad," Jessica replied, laughing and
trying to look innocent. After that evening, she quite often used me as a belt with that outfit,
and when not in use she dumped me in a drawer with a tangle of underwear. She mostly went to the
local disco, where she would spend the night dancing under the flashing lights, sometimes with a
group of girls, occasionally with a boy, but mostly by herself. Then gradually I noticed, on my
infrequent outings, that she danced more and more with one particular boy. In the dark disco with
the loud music it was difficult to get a clear impression of him, but one night it was raining so
he gave Jessica a lift home in his car.

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 Jessica seemed extremely nervous, fidgeting in her seat and
not talking much. They stopped at a petrol station and as soon as he went to pay, Jessica flipped
down the visor and examined her reflection. "Oh God, I look a mess," she moaned to herself, running
her fingers through her hair. She bared her teeth, then breathed on her hand and sniffed it
suspiciously. I don't know what else she might have done because her friend returned. "So, do you
want to go straight home, or shall we take the scenic route?" he inquired. "There's a scenic route
around here?" Jessica asked. "That I have to see." "Ok." They drove in silence for a while until
they stopped. "Ok, Bill, where's the scenic part?" Jessica asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "This
is it," he told her. "From here you can see more power stations then anywhere else." "Power
stations?" "Yeah. Look, that one's Eggbrough, there's Ferrybridge. And that one over there is Drax,
it's got the tallest chimney in the world." "You think power stations are scenic?" "Uh-hu.
Especially at night when you can see all the lights, or at sunset when the sun turns the smoke all
red and orange. I just think it's amazing that those concrete towers are creating the electricity
we use for everything." "Well, I suppose it's not so weird if you put it that way," Jessica said
thoughtfully. "You think I'm a freak now, don't you?" Bill said glumly. "Would I do this if I
thought you were a freak?" Jessica asked, leaning forward and planting a kiss on his lips. "Guess
not," he said. "Not unless you like kissing freaks that is." "Well, that could be it," Jessica
said, leaning forward and kissing him again. "Hmm, well if you like kissing freaks, consider me the
biggest freak you've ever met," Bill said, slipping his arm around her. Their lips met in a long
passionate kiss and they moved closer together, touching and holding each other until Jessica
banged her elbow on the steering wheel. They broke their kiss and sat looking at each other
breathlessly. "It's a bit cramped in here," Jessica pointed out. "Would you like to move somewhere
with a bit more room?" he asked tentatively. "Where were you thinking?" "Well, there's always the
back seat," he suggested. She hesitated for a moment, then knelt on her seat and climbed over into
the back. "Come on over then," she invited. He scrambled after her and pulled her onto his lap.
They began kissing again. Jessica's hands tangled in Bill's hair, while his hands drifted down and
cupped her breasts. She slipped her hand inside his shirt, which encouraged him to push her top
down. When his fingers touched her bare skin, her whole body stiffened. She held her breath as his
thumb brushed across her nipples, then let gave a long sigh as his mouth closed over one of the
rosy tips. They kissed and touched each other for a while, until Bill slid a hand under her skirt
and her body became tense again and she clamped her legs together. "Come on, baby, open up," he
coaxed softly. "You'll like it, I promise, just relax." He began kissing her more passionately and
gradually she relaxed and let his hand slide to the top of her legs. She tried to move away again,
but he insinuated his fingers inside her underwear and began exploring her most intimate hollows
and folds. "Ow, stop it," she protested, wriggling away. "Sorry," he apologised, but didn't remove
his hand. "What's this bit here?" "Gently, gently, I'm very sensitive there," she told him. "Does
this feel nice," he persisted. "Um, yeah, just not quite as rough. Oh," she sighed, "yes, just like
that. Slower, yes, yes, don't stop." She sighed again and relaxed back against the seat, her legs
falling open. Bill leaned forward and began kissing her again. "I want you," he murmured between
kisses, "I want you so much." "I want you too," Jessica whispered, clinging to him. "Have you got
any rubbers?" "What? Oh, damn, no." "It's OK, I've got some," Jessica told him. She sat up and
leant over the passenger seat to reach her bag. She produced a packet of condoms and sat
triumphantly back down next to Bill. "Do you want me to put it on, or do you want to do it
yourself?" she asked solemnly. "You do it," he said. She slid her hand inside his trousers and
brought his penis out. She fumbled the condom on after a little initial difficulty. They both sat
back and looked into each other's eyes, suddenly uncertain. "I've never actually, well, you know,
before," Jessica told him. "Neither have I," Bill admitted. They stared at each other for a long
moment, then he moved forward and they began kissing again. Jessica gradually slid down against the
seat, Bill moving with her. They rearranged their legs so that Bill was knelt between Jessica's
thighs. They shifted first one way, then another, banging various joints off the sides of the car.
"This isn't working," Bill said at last, laughing as he sat back on his heels. "Well, let's try it
another way," Jessica suggested. "If you sit in the middle, and I kneel across you like this."
"Hmm, I see," Bill said, running his hands up the back of her thighs to close around her bottom.
Jessica reached down and grasped his penis, positioning it so she could lower herself onto it. They
stopped speaking as Jessica began to move down onto him, communicating instead with gasps and muted
cries. His mouth was on her breasts again, and her head was buried against his neck, her fingers
digging into his shoulders. The rhythm of their movement became faster and more uneven until Bill
shuddered, groaned, then collapsed back against the car seat. They sat quietly together on the back
seat for a while, before straightening their clothing and climbing back into the front of the car.
Bill drove to Jessica's house, and they exchanged a last kiss before she went inside. She ran up
the stairs to her bedroom, and, for the first time I could remember, she hummed as she undressed.
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