Here comes Kristen Jensen

Jennifer White was just cleaning up after her lunch when the front door of the ranger station flew open and in stormed Kristen Jensen, the Chief's bratty 18 year-old daughter. "Daddiee!" wailed the petite pale-skinned girl, her blonde head pitched back to achieve maximum volume. Jennifer winced but stepped forward to greet her.

"Hey there Kris!" Jennifer managed through gritted teeth; the worst part of her job was keeping his easily irritable daugher from distracting the Chief from his duties, a task Jennifer seemed uniquely qualified for as Kristen seemed to tolerate the blonde woman more than most. "Daddy is in, uh, a meeting and cannot be disturbed," she spoke in quiet, calming tones. "How's it, uh, going?"

"That other ranger who just went outside? He's a total perv," Kristen declared, squinting her blue eyes, and Jennifer assumed she meant Ryan who seemed to be gone. "He basically just eye-fucked me outside, like does he even know who I am? I'm his boss' daughter, he shouldn't look at me, and I could get him fired for that, probably even, like send him to jail or something."

Kristen was a pretty and petite girl, 5'4 and 110 lbs with an athletic frame and perky B-cup breasts. She also had no shame, presently wearing a tight halter top and bikini bottoms. If she carried keys, a phone or anything else, Jennifer couldn't imagine where they'd be stashed. She wanted to advise the youngster that she might want to put on some clothes if she comes to her father's place of work, but of course she dared not.

Instead, Kristen continued on about how bored she was. "Maybe you could take me to see some bears or something, or maybe get me a handglider?" Jennifer contemplated an elaborate ****-suicide, or at least quitting as Kristen paused, then continued, "Like I don't even know anybody around here, like I would love to find some cute boys, you know what I mean?"

Jennifer's eyes lit up. "Kristen, I know some boys your age!"