Her hair was tightly pulled back and in a short tail. From the lighting I couldn't tell if she had makeup on. A white long sleeve shirt and jeans were...how she dressed. My heart sank a little thinking I had thought it all wrong. I started to get up but she moved quickly over to me and pushed me back down, moving on the couch beside me.As if in slow motion her hand came up behind my head and pulled my lips to hers. Our mouths opened and tongues met. My arms went out to pull her close and I felt. Both of them needed a renewed sense of quid pro quo with the opposite sex, their mutual attraction strong enough to overpower their moral restraint. ‘Sam?’ Her soft voice roused him from the wonder. Sam laid his palms on her shoulders. Seeing her concerned reflection, he asked, ‘Sherry, would you like to be that special gift?’ The rosy flush spread anew. She stood, turned and knelt on the seat, facing him over the back of the chair. Wordlessly, her hands reached out to cup his cheeks and. You earned a lot and raised me like a prince. You did all this just to me. So I am ready to give up myself to you. So please don’t say sorry dad.Dad: (with tears rolling down his eyes) I am sorry thought dearHe bends his head and kissed me in my forehead. Later having some conversation we went to have our dinner. I am happy that my dad is happy now after having the conversation. After dinner I went to sleep. I too had some clearance in my mind after having some brief talk with my dad.Then the. Poor Victoria was horrified to discover none other than Father Matthew’s handsome bearded head between her legs when she woke up to the dawn of the new day and the realization she would have to find an alternative confessor to give her proper absolution without any chance of slanted reception in heavenly quarters. The man was good-looking enough to be a welcome addition to her long list of lovers, but his job made him completely out of the question in her strictly brought-up mind. He did his.