Reply to "Sex With Taxi Drivers part 2"

In keeping with Dresscode's theme, Rose came attired in a skintight floor lenght sheath and the sucker was so tight she had to cross her legs to walk so after a night of serving drinks in this getup, we shared a cab.
As is my wont, I waited with the cabdriver until my daughter was in the house. It had to be seen to be believed. First she couldn't get up the first step. Apparently she was OK coming down but going up was a different issue. The handbag was going in one direction, the keys in another and in the meantime Rose is hanging on to the door knob for balance. The cabdriver and I were in stiches. With her free hand Rose was motioning us to go, God forbid it should run up the meter but this was too good to miss and we remained in stiches all the way home.
So on the way home the driver asked, "Who is she?"
"That's my daughter", I said. "Well I don't usually go for that kind but she looked like a lot of fun." He indicated that he might try a special girl now that he was aroused, at which point I tried to crawl through the partition.
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