A little female issue

Richard leads Jennifer to the dance floor just as the band switches to a slow song. As he turns toward his dance partner his breath is momentarily taken away by the lovely young thing gazing deeply into his eyes. By God she was beautiful! Easily the best looking woman on the dance floor to his eye.

He shakes his head and clears his throat as he reminds himself that this was still Ted, the young man he'd met back in the cabin.

Awkwardly Richard places a hand on Jennifer's subtly curving hip and puts his right hand in her left, careful to keep a few inches between them he begins to lead her along in a slow dance. She followed his lead a bit stiffly at first but soon finds her rhythm.

Three times Richard tries to look at his “daughter” and have an honest conversation with Ted but each time the radiant azure gaze staring back at him makes him loose all focus. He is forced to keep his eyes carefully averted as he dances with her how he imagined a father would with his daughter.

Before long they are gliding gracefully around and across the dance floor like they had been long time partners. Aria watches on feeling an indescribable joy. Seeing Richard in the role of a caring father made her horny for him and fall in love with him in a whole new way. The fact that their adopted child was absolutely gorgeous and a total sweet heart didn't hurt anything either. The pair made such a beautiful couple out there.

Moving with and through the other couples Richard and Jennifer become even more relaxed and comfortable with each other.

“Dad?” Jennifer whispers to him.

“You can call me Richard.” He says gruffly.

“Oh.” Her shoulders slump in disappointment. “Of course.”

He sighs and rolls his eyes. “Fine, you can call me Dad. But none of this Daddy business.”

“Thank you.” She smiles. “Dad. I was wondering...”

“Yes?”

“I...uh...”

“What is it my dear?”

“Uhh...oh no...oh no!” Her cheeks fill with a bright pink blush, her eyes widen in horror, then all at once she darts from his arms and dashes back toward the table.

“What the...?” Richard watches her go, utterly confused.

Aria stands as Jennifer runs to the table with the twinkle of tears forming in her blue eyes. “What's wrong?” Aria asks with maternal worry. “What's happening?”

Jennifer shakes her head. “Nothing...I...I'm sorry...” She seemed beside herself with fear and shame. “I'm sorry!”

“What's wrong baby?” Aria hurries to take her in her arms.

“I'm sorry Mum.” Jennifer whispers again as she slowly looks down. “I didn't mean it. I swear.”

Aria follows the look to see the prodigious bulge poking up in the girl's dress. “Oh. Oh my!”

“I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry.” Jennifer wasn't just upset, she was absolutely ashamed of herself. She was certain this wonderful fantasy she'd been allowed to live these past few hours was about to come crashing down around her. Ted's body had ruined Jennifer's magical evening. If only Richard hadn't have looked so handsome or danced so divinely. Jennifer sniffles and struggles mightily to keep her tears from flowing as she awaits the laughter and insults that were surely coming.

But Aria was not so easily shaken. She looks back up at Jennifer with nothing but compassion and understanding in her eyes. She turns and grabs Jennifer's handbag from the table and thrusts it into the girls hands. Jennifer instantly uses it to cover her groin.

“It's okay, nobody saw anything." Firmly looking Jen eye to eye Aria insists. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about!" Taking her by the shoulders Aria then says. “Come on.” She leads the girl from the club toward the hall that lead to it. She had seen a woman's washroom along the way, it would be quieter than the one here in the club.

“What the heck is going on?” Richard asks as the pair strides past him with a purpose to their step.

“Nothing dear.” Aria says. “Just a little female issue. We'll be back soon.” A bit of a white lie, while it was debatable whether the issue was female or male...judging by the bulge Aria had seen it certainly wasn't little!

Richard watches them go, scratching his head and wondering what the hell was happening.