She had raised herself up slightly, her rosy nipples barely above the water. "Do you think you could wash my back? I'd really like that." Sure," I smi...ed lazily. "Here, turn around and slide a little closer."Cherie wriggled herself around and pushed herself back until she sat between my spread legs. I picked up the bar of citrus-scented soap, coated my hands with lather, and began to wash my daughter's back. Shoulders and neck first, then my hands slid down her warm body. Cherie's skin was so. In the last part, I explained how he had turned me on and how he was hugging me with his hands moving all over my body. I shuddered when my father in law placed his hands on my bare waist. I was wearing a saree and I could feel his cold hands trying to feel every inch of my waist. At this moment I wanted to stop him as I knew it was wrong but I said nothing as I was too turned on at that moment. He looked towards me for consent and I did not react. He again took that positively and started. .and.." She faltered, unable to continue. She was clearlyembarrassed about something."Come on, spit it out! What did he make you to do?" I demanded, mycuriosity piqued."He made me to give him a blow job." she said softly, refusing to meetmy eyes."What?" I blurted out in surprise, half amused, half baffled "Jim madeyou suck Mr. Sherman's cock?" Not that I minded Allie being taken downa peg or two, but why would Jim do that?"Yes," she continued, her voice thick with emotion. "Jim told me. I could have sworn she had an Adam’s apple. There, she does have an Adam’s apple. ‘Did you know that your woman friend is a guy?’ ‘Yeah, I know,’ he said turning to look at James, smiling, and waving at him. ‘That’s my friend, James, my cellmate from prison who I told you about.’ He nudged me with an elbow in the ribs. ‘We were close, you know, tight, if you know what I mean.’ He inserted his index finger in the hole he made with his thumb and index finger on his other hand. ‘Oh, gees, Vinnie,.