"Hi, I'm calling from PLC Services, is this Sally?"
"No, I'm her father."
"I see, may I speak to Sally, please?"
"She's not available right now."
"Is she not home-"
"Oh, she's right here in front of me, on her knees."
"I...uh...see? So...can I talk to her? We, uh, have a special offer-"
"Naw, she can't talk with her mouth full, ya know?"
"Oh, um, right...I...uh...I can call back later?"
"Nope, not gonna work. She gonna be full on the other end the rest of the day, if you know what I mean."
"I...uhm...I...ah..."
"Yep, kiddo just loves her papa!"
*click*
My father and I burst out laughing as the telemarketer hung up.
"Thanks, dad. They've been bothering me a while, now."
"No problem, hon. I enjoy messing with those people."
"I could tell. Sounded like you've got some plans while visiting your daughter!"
He chuckled.
"Sure, hon! Just drop your pants and daddy'll get to work!"
He playfully slapped my ass and walked into the kitchen. I noticed a bit of a bulge in his pants.
Not two hours later the same number called.
"Hi, I'm calling from PLC Services, is this Sally?"
"This is her father."
"Could I speak to her, maybe?"
"Naw, she's busy sucking my cock."
"Oh...uhm...I...uh...I'll call back-"