" I replied, "I've got some football to watch."I settled down in front of the TV as I heard the click clack of Jane's high heel's fade into the backgr...und. Unfortunately the game was rained off so I switched off the TV disappointedly. Just then I heard some giggling coming from upstairs. This aroused my curiosity and I decided to investigate.I carefully crept along as quietly as I could. Luckily the door was slightly open and I could peek inside. Well what a view! It seemed Jane has brought her. "She blew a raspberry at me from inside the bath.I went back to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee and make up a sack lunch for Kay. I set out some breakfast. We were back to cheese or fruit. After the last two weeks and all the rich foods we'd been eating, we needed to cut back some, at least I did.Kay came into the kitchen; she was wearing a skirt and blouse. "How do I look?" Scrumptious, you look good enough to eat for breakfast; come over here, so I can take a bite." Stop that and answer. She sets up, and then throwing her arms around me pulls me into her. “I love you. But you're not my father.”“That doesn't change how I feel about you, I love you.” She does something I hadn’t expected. She rises up and gives me a kiss directly on my lips holding there. Her mother had made me teach her how to kiss, saying it's better for me to teach her, then have some punk kid with a hidden camera. Now I wonder if that's how all this got started. It feels like minutes but I know it was only. She stepped her foot in and squished his balls against the wood, then lifted off and did it again, gently at first. "I could crush your balls right now," she said. He nodded. "Would you like that? Would you like it if I crushed your balls? Broke them?" He didn't respond. She pressed her foot against his balls. "Would you like it if I destroyed your balls?" she asked again. He didn't respond. "Ah, my little boy isn't so sure now, is he? Nervous?" He didn't respond. "Didn't really know what you.