Regardless, she was incidentally still not feeling good about what had happened earlier in the evening and said to him as he lay beside her “Daddy, ...an you hold me?” “Uhhhhhh pardon me dear?” he said. “I just feel uhhh you know…I want to be held in your arms, daddy. Will you do that?” He was more then delighted to do that for his little girl. Basically, he was more then a little thrilled at a chance to hold his daughter like that. To hold her he thought? Like that, he said to himself, was. . again looking around wildly. He saw Mallory sitting on his bed with her hand gripping his so tight his fingers hurt. But then again, it felt good to be held that way.He looked at her face as she slumped forward and slept. Her mouth was open and she was drooling. Her gown had slipped forward on her shoulders and he could see both her breasts, they were lacerated but healing.He looked down at her long tan legs as she sat sideways facing him. Her gown was up and he could see her pussy. He felt. Then she swept up her mother in a huge hug, as though she hadn'tseen her in years. She reveled for a moment in the warm and love of thathug, so pure and unaffected. Then she let go and looked at her mother,with tears in her eyes for some reason. Mom just smiled, kissed her onthe cheek and brought her into the house. Marcy's friends helped hide thepresents in the front closet, until she could get time to wrap themproperly. Then they made their farewells with plans to get togethertomorrow. Then. They sway sensuously, hands on each other’s ass. I know she appreciates the stimulation, moving her body so the growing bulge presses against her lower belly. I am surprised to realize that I am getting hard just watching them. The music fades and she hugs him while he plants a long kiss on her lips. She comes to our table, face red and shiny, and kisses me on the lips, her hand on my erection. Our tongues meet and I can feel heat and desire, making me even harder. When a slow song comes on,.