I have no question that I fell in love with my daughter during this time.” “I believe if Kern hadn't taken the bull by the horns and made the firs... move then I would not have the wonderful life that I have now. I knew I had felling in love with my sixteen year old daughter, but I was at a lost as to what to do about it. For weeks I would look at her and wonder what if? What if I make a move on her, and she rejects me? Or thinks that I'm just a dirty old pervert trying to get in her pussy? I. Both girls knew it. They weren't happy about it, but they kept their comments to themselves. They did make me radio in once more to the settlement. Once more I got my wife. I told her what my plan was and that I'd radio her again in an hour. I warned her that we'd probably be late coming home. Then I signed out.We made a deal. The deal was that we'd take only one vehicle. Once we'd hitched up the tent trailer to my Argo and we'd stored everything that we didn't need into the other trailers, we. "And the men, even if they noticed, wouldn't say anything for fear of a harassment lawsuit or something." He shook his head. "Typical of the new double-standard we have these days." Yeah, it used to be the other way." She got up and stretched. She could feel his come oozing down her legs. Yes, she needed to clean up.They picked their way around the other cots and beds in the room. The air reeked of sex, that unique combination of spilled semen, wet pussies, and sweat. The couples around her. A long, vicious slash along her left wrist, from the base of the thumb nearly to the hinge of the elbow. The little utility knife from his workshop lay beside the bed.His wife was in shock beside him, whispering to herself in a vain attempt to convince herself that nothing was wrong, that it was all some sort of demented and horrible dream that she would awaken from any moment.They stayed close to the doors of the emergency room, trying to see anything through the little wired-glass window in.