Vietnam? I had been blasted out of that country, literally in 1968. Since it was now 2031 it was possible the young child of someone I had fatally enc...untered in that conflict was still alive and still had a mad on for me. The next words proved I was right, although I would have been perfectly happy to have this turn out to be one huge practical joke."I never knew my father. You murdered him before I was born. He was a good man, a dedicated Liberator of oppressed people. And you cut him down,. I took her toe in my mouth and started sucking her. Then, i told her to about turn. I could see her back. I slowly unhooked her kameez. It dropped to the floor. She was left with a light pink bra and pyjama. She was too shy to show her breasts. I slowly cupped her breasts. She moaned. Ahhh…i had never heard such a sound in my life! Then i started kissing her from neck, arms, chest, then belly…i started to unhook her pyjama. She resisted. But the inevitable happened. She was wearing a matching. Then she slid them under my breasts and I sighed and closed my eyes. She cupped both of them and then pinched my nipples nicely. I opened my eyes and she leaned in and lightly kissed me. About this time Mike called out are you ready for me to see the next one yet. Nancy smile and answered him, I think she’s more than ready. Come in and check out your beautiful wife. She stepped back and Mike poked his head in. Oh my God, you look so hot, baby. That is the one. Nancy walked behind me now and. He simply disappeared.”“How is Mom taking it?” I asked, half-bracing for the answer.“She was distraught at first,” Faith said. “She couldn’t believe that Dad would just up and disappear like that. She was convinced someone had taken him.”“Is there anything that suggests that happened?” I asked.Faith shook her head. “It was a coping mechanism. The sheriff called a psychologist, and she’s been working with Mom.”“Have you talked to her?” I asked. “The psychologist?”Faith nodded. “A couple of.