He would need to be just as successful next year and for the next three years to complete his plan and his education.Diana had no such concerns. Her p...rents had paid her tuition and while they were not thrilled about her decision to live on campus, they reluctantly agreed to fund that as well. It took her some time to confess that she was cohabiting with Steve and that almost brought about an abrupt end to their living arrangement. With much pleading and cajoling, she finally convinced her. She didn't reply. I figured she had went to sleep early. Around 2am the phone vibrated "Are you fucking her yet" . "She's our daughter" I replied. "She is probably wet for you right now", was her only response. I turned around to look at my baby sleeping. Her body was positioned looking away from me. I pictured my 16 year old daughter up against me. And then she whispered, "Daddy, are you awake". I was forced back to reality. "Yeah , can't sleep. What's up?" " I can't sleep either. Can I get. Its cloth had fallen aside from Christine’s arching body, framing her enticing nakedness. Christine’s eyes were on the Pad in her stretched-out hand, and therefore on him. Her lips were breathily parted, and her nipples were perkily pointing up.To Christine: - “Love the picture! Makes me wish I could be there and kiss your luscious lips and your beautiful tits. And suck and bite your so naughtily excited nipples! B.”To Ben: - “God, they were, but I could only get half of me on the picture. So,. .. you know, people doing it on camera." That's not quite what I meant," she laughed still looking back over her shoulder towards the theatre. "I'm not that naïve, I've seen a couple of stag films myself you know."Her answer had surprised me however. "You have?" Once again she laughed turning back around in her seat."What I was wondering about ... was inside, you know ... I mean is it dirty? Are there weirdoes and freaks all sitting around wearing nothing but trench-coats?" Now it was my turn.