"My name here is Mulder." One said."And my name is Bond." The other told me.I looked at the woman, "Please don't tell me your name is Scully? If so, y...u need to find a new source of names." I said before she could answer."No, my name is Kelsey. What is wrong with the names they're using? Our research told us that they were popular names for our profession." Kelsey (Kelly) asked tilting her head as she did so."They are names taken from fiction. Fox Mulder is a character supposedly in charge of. Well, he didn’t know what she needed, he didn’t understand young girls any better than when he was that young.He could explain things to Sharon, that he would be very careful around her daughter. Maybe… they together could talk to Misty. He knew there was a solution…. they just needed to find it, together. He decided to go see if he could catch her before she left, and drove his Mustang to the motel. He wasn’t going to let Sharon out of his life so easily. Not if he could help it, he just hoped. As I lied there on the bed with my thoughts the door opened and she appeared again hurrying towards me and sneaking into the quilt I was covering myself with. I was lying on my back with my hands on my chest.She came next to me and lied down sideways with her head resting on her palm. I looked into her eyes and my heart skipped a beat. She ran her finger from my forehead, over my chest towards my cock and mine went towards her huge mounds and dark nipples. By the time she reached my dick I was. As an only child, no mother around, and a dad who's happily single, sex and stuff was never really on my radar for the first 20 years. At times I wondered if I was gay or straight. So did others. But I soldiered on through, and as you'll find out soon, things ended up happening as they should. Eventually!I became curious about the female form after seeing artwork on some TV show when I was flicking through channels. A portrait of a nude female. Then they showed a group of people painting in a.