We had planned to go to Miami for a vacation. It was a must need time for us both. The marriage has suffered due to my job and health issues with the ...ife. This little trip was meant to light the fire in the bed too. That all changed with the outbreak. But not all the plans were off, instead of Miami, we head to her parents place in the mountains. Her father had a small cabin built for us, just for these reasons of quiet intimate times together. Just as two days before the small trip, my job. I wait for him to ring the doorbell however and calmly open the door for him. He smiles at me and politely waits for me to invite him in. I laugh now thinking back on how cool and laid back he was, almost like nothing had transpired earlier with us. I lead him into the kitchen, he's walking behind me and most assuredly watching me as I had only a two piece swim suit and a coverup that was extremely thin and transparent. We make some small talk briefly about how his weekend went and what we all. She took some more of the black magic. The car carried on driving. Things went dark. She was awake but not aware. They were driving again. Her eyes were closed and he was talking again and although she took in what he was saying she didn’t react immediately. She didn’t feel herself. She felt his hand on her leg, and then inside her pants. The synapses in her brain were slow in kicking in. She waited for her head to clear a little. He touched her underneath her underwear for a time. Her scent. “Daddy?” he said carefully. “How come you don’t take me fishing?”“Fishing?” said Harvey, his voice rising. “Why on earth would you want to go fishing?”“Well to catch fish, I guess,” said Nathan, bottling up the anger that was already building in his throat.Harvey laughed. “Why would you want to go to all that trouble, and be out there with the bugs and all that, when you can just pay some nigger kid a penny per fish?”“I’m bored out of my mind, Daddy,” Nathan finally confessed. “I can’t find a.