“Hello, Harry.”Harry was a pale skinned man with age spots dotting his face and wispy white hair still covering his head. His brown eyes were sinc...re, sympathetic, and, beneath it all, as baffled as the younger men. Harry’s bafflement, however, was old and well-worn. He had long-since accepted that he would never figure things out, deciding it was his lot in life to simply try to help others come to acceptance as well.“I guess I should have known when my daughter was younger, but I just turned. Maybe scared I would tell Mom and Dad."I grabbed her, pulling her on top of me and kissing her hard, feeling her body grinding against me. Then we were both kissing, tongues teasing, lips pressing hard and tits squashed against each other, our legs tangled together while the kiss went on for an eternity, leaving us both breathless as we finally broke away from each other."Would it have been that good?" I demanded hoarsely, "because I don't think any kiss could have been better than that."Karen. But there was a k** we met while we were there that made my heart swell.We got ourselves up early the next-to-last day we were there. We had reservations for “Breakfast with Mickey” at the restaurant on Disneyland Main Street USA. When we got there, they gave us our big button pins with a picture of Mickey on them, and we had photos taken with Mickey himself.After chowing down on Mickey-shaped waffles, we went down to the Mickey’s Toon Town area. We got in line for the Roger Rabbit Car Toon. Using the back of her chair to hide half her face, Lacie peeked inside the house, seeing a casually dressed Callie glaring at her. For a few moments, the thin blonde’s imposing glare frightened Lacie, but then Callie’s concentration broke when her belly jerked with another hiccup. Squeezing her eyes shut, the frustrated girl clenched her hands into fists and stamped her foot, looking for all the world like a little girl having a temper tantrum. ‘Dammit!’ Callie cursed, before a long suffering,.