I scooped up her scattered clothes from the carpet, where she had stepped out of them the night before. Kicking her shoes under the bed and flicking t...e lid off the hamper in the corner, I dropped in the bundle, then stretched for the plain white t-shirt just out of reach. Then I saw them, a pair of tiny lavender panties up against her bedside table. Sitting on her bed, I bent down to pick them up. The softness of the satin instantly tingled my fingertips. I held them out in front of me,. I leaned in and gave her a long kiss. Me: well there was no loser in this game I guessDeb: I guess not. Only two winners. So do you really want to fuck me on the dinning room table? Me: I sure do. Where would you prefer to do it? Deb: I want you to fuck me from behind on the balconyMe: sounds like we can both have what we wantAs I grabbed her hand and led her to the table. She climbed up and sat on top. We began to kiss. She was so passionate with her kisses. It was as though her tongue was. .”“Uh, they make...”“Not even close, Dad,” Deena added. “This’un’s LIVE.”Of course I couldn’t relate that little bit of detail to Dan. Officially, Deena’s my daughter, and even if it weren’t for that particular hurdle to sensitivity, she’s barely fifteen now.Forty-five minutes later we can hear the Stearman returning. They didn’t stop. The BIG difference between tail-dragger and tricycle gear is the landings and take-offs, so there’s thirty minutes of touch and go landings. Practice.. ‘First, I do these things because I want to. Second, I don’t trust anyone enough to help me. I have been told many times how someone was going to take care of this and either they got hurt or I did. I have no intentions of stopping what I’m doing or depending on someone to take care of this for me.’ ‘You’re right then, I’m not sure I can handle that kind of relationship, especially knowing you’re out there trying to get yourself killed. ‘ He said flatly. ‘Go home, I’m tired. ‘ She said and.