"Did he do this?" I ask through clenched teeth. "Where is he?" Susan stops me as I turn towards the door.
"Nick, wait," she pulls on my arm. "I don't really want to talk about it but you can watch the video. Dad is waiting in his office... he's um... subdued," she says with a forced half-smile and nods towards the large plasma screen over Tracy's desk.
Danae starts the video and we watch Dad and Susan walk into his office. Closing the door, Dad turns to Susan and says, "Susan you're my s*x slave."
My sister stops walking and assumes a robotic pose. She's wearing a red scoop neck tee and with low-rise white shorts that fit her like a second skin. Dad leans against his desk with a s**t-eating grin on his face as my sister pulls her top over her head and unfastens her bra.
"We can skip th
