Let Cindy leave. Comfort Ashley

You stand up and consider stopping Cindy from leaving, but decide things might proceed better for Ashley if she goes. You hope they can mend their friendship in the future after all of this is over.

Cindy walks out the door and Ashley takes a step out ready to follow but looks down at herself remembering she’s naked. She calls out for Cindy not to leave one more time, but as her friend gets in the car and drives off Ashley closes the door and collapses on the floor in tears.

You get down on the floor next to her and stroke her hair, “Ash, it’ll be okay, is there something you want to talk about? What was Cindy saying?”

Ashley curls up with you and sobs into your shoulder. You wrap your arms around her naked body feeling sorry for her, but also aroused. “Nothing, Dad…I mean, Sir. She wasn’t talking about anything.” She sobs. “This is how I want to be. Naked. It’s my choice. I want to be naked and dress like a slut and go to strip clubs. It’s my choice.” She sobs get harder. “No one’s controlling me.”

You pull her closer to you so she’s sitting partially on your lap, but try to make it appear to be nothing but an innocent tight hug. The pie remnants squish between her butt and your thigh likely staining your pants with strawberry-rhubarb filling. You decide to be bold and slide two fingers along her butt and your pants coating them in pie filling. You laugh holding the fingers up in front of her face. “Hey, at least we still have some pie to eat!”

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