Now it was my turn to be silent.The return trip to the ranch was like a story of another time, she began to speak making plans for the future and at t...e same time she looked at me with a radiant face; I, contrary to her, didn't respond her and was as silent as death. It was Kafkaesque, and I did not understand her reaction or new attitude; what shows I really know nothing of feminine psychology. When we were approaching the ranch she began to realize I was silent and hadn't said a word, she. “Daddy?” she croaked“Yes Princess?”“I don’t feel very good.”“I know honey, I’ll have you in bed in a minute.” I whispered, kissing the top of her head. I opened the front door and headed for the stairs when she began to squirm, telling me she had to go to the bathroom. I put her down and went into the guestroom to turn down the sheets and listened to the sounds of her brushing her teeth. Good. She’d found the extra toothbrush I keep in the medicine cabinet. The door creaked open and I saw her. ” Tricia took her hand and they went through the toys they’d hurriedly gathered at home, pulling out a few of them and a bottle of lube before they waved goodbye to everyone and disappeared in search of the other bedroom.Part of me wished I could join them, but I had things of my own to do. “Lana, Beck, you’ve both got harnesses?”They nodded. “You’re really okay with us doing that?” Beck asked.“There’s part of tonight that I need someone else pushing. Since you can’t be involved in other ways,. I went back down and stepped into the main lounge. I spied my daughter sitting with some friends in the sunken main part of the lounge. I went to the bar to get a hot brandy before descending the three steps to the thick carpet. I saw an empty couch and crossed to it, setting up my computer on the table in front of it.I was poring through the last pages I'd written the night before when Carla came to sit next to me, tucking her legs under her little round butt. I leaned back and she ruffled my.