I’m still confused.
“Yes, but what does that mean?” I press. “And I still don’t know what that has to do with the … well, the dirty egg from last night.”
Jock and Jack chuckle again.
“It has everything to do with the egg. You see, Tyler, Jock and I are all members of the club,” Jack begins. “Layla is an associate member, although she’s only been a member for a few years. Ever since that party, in fact. Things have worked out well for her and your father.”
Suddenly, pieces are beginning to fall into place.
“Did Tyler and Layla meet at a Dads and Daughters party?”
Jock nods, his eyes gleaming.
“They did, indeed. Layla turned eighteen, and we had an initiation party for her. She and your dad paired up that night, and they’ve been together ever since.”
His words begin to sink into me, and my brow scrunches with concentration.
“Okay, so they met during something you call ‘initiation.’ But what is that? Is it when a new member joins the group?”
Jock nods.
“Yes. Women join when they turn eighteen. You see, Dads and Daughters was formed to help long-haul truckers alleviate the stress they face on the road. We work long days in the cab, pulling sixteen hours straight many times. When we pull into a truck stop, there are a couple things we do: grab dinner, grab a shower, and maybe chat with a couple friends at the bar. Then, we might retire to the truck cab or a motel for some rest and relaxation.”
I nod. None of this is news to me.
“Yes, I understand. The life is difficult, but I respect my dad for working so hard the way he does. The reason why I have everything that I do is because of Tyler’s long hours and sacrifice.”
Jock and Jack nod, looking thoughtful once more.
“Yes, but rest and relaxation includes more than just catching up on beauty sleep, Sienna. Or at least it can, if you’re a member of Dads and Daughters.”
I cock my head and look at them curiously.
“What do you mean?” I ask. “What are you getting at?”
Jack and Jock share a look before Jack speaks.
“Well, the dads need a way to find relief. We’re often on the road for weeks at a time, if not months. Sometimes, we like to enjoy a woman’s company, and a professional working girl just isn’t going to cut it. That’s where the daughters come in.”
“You see,” adds Jock. “The dads are in a bind. Or an opportunity, if you re-frame the situation. We want to relax with women while on the road, and we also have daughters at home who are lacking male figures in their lives. Thus, Dads and Daughters came together to solve both problems simultaneously.”
I’m still confused but the image is becoming clearer.
“You mean, another trucker at home acts as a father figure for your daughter while you’re away, right?”
The two men brighten.
“Exactly,” nods Jock. “While I’m at a truck stop, a daughter might come out to see me. She spends the night with me, and I take care of her physically and emotionally. It’s mutually enjoyable, and everyone has a good time. In return, the woman I’m with gets the benefit of an experienced man who appreciates a woman’s body and knows what he’s doing. There are no acne-ridden teenage boys to fumble with her curves.”
Holy shit. I stare at the two handsome alpha males.
“And then …?”
“And then when our daughters come of age, they’re given the opportunity to join Dads and Daughters too,” says Jack simply. “They’re initiated by one of the dads, and then begin a stint that usually lasts a few years. When truckers pull into our city, one of the local daughters will meet him at his location of choice, and they enjoy one another physically and emotionally.”
My mouth drops open.
“Holy shit,” is all I say in a choked voice. “I can’t believe it.”
“We know this is a lot to absorb,” says Jock. “But the club’s been around for a long time now. Everyone benefits, and it’s the best of a tricky situation. Why leave your daughter to the hands of some douchebag who has no idea what he’s doing in the sack? Why not give her to a man who cares about her, and who will show her the finer points of making love?”
Pure silence for a moment.
“Oh. My. God,” is all I can manage in a choked voice.
Jock and Jack grin at me.
“Dirty, isn’t it?” asks Jack. “But it’s worked out fine. Your dad and Layla, for example. Tyler was Layla’s initiator, so to say, but they fell in love after that first pairing and have been a couple since. In fact, we’re expecting Tyler to pop the question any time now.”
I shake my head.
“Yes. No. I mean, yes! I love Layla. But I had no idea they met because of a filthy swingers club!”
