Gillespie. ‘Put the dress on with the other stuff in the box, but don’t wear anything beneath it, OK?’ he instructed. ‘Yes, I understand,’ M...ria meekly replied. ‘Maria, the gold crucifix that you wore yesterday would really look nice with your dress, could you put that on, too?’ ‘Yes, I will,’ she replied in a quiet voice. ‘I’ll be right back.’ She went to her bathroom, took her clothes off, and lifted the dress from the box. It was beautiful. No one had ever given her anything this beautiful. I, of course fancied him terribly, with dreams of him carrying me off in his strong arms to somewhere secluded, kissing me and ravishing me beautifully.’ She sighed theatrically.’But it was not to be.’ I blushed, Henry smiled and Shelley gave me a look of approbation. Evidently being fancied by a top ballerina got you brownie points. Henry took charge of the situation. ‘I am sure that you two will want to catch up, so I’ll leave you. But I will insist on our conversing later, Miss Berwick. He. They had all skied before so as they got comfortable, they moved to harder slopes. It was early in the afternoon on one of these harder slopes that Lena took a nasty spill. Her pride was hurt more than her body but she was really sore afterward. After talking it over with Mike, she decided to go back to their chalet to rest and warm up while he continued to hang out with everybody else.As Lena made her way back to the chalet a thought hit her: maybe she could get a massage to help loosen her. . his own daughter! Even as he was fucking the little bitch he had fantasized she was Linda. He had tried to block that part from his memory, but seeing her here before him now, it all came flooding back. Tom felt his head spinning... he was even imagining a seductive look on his own baby girl's face right now! "I thought you and I might take advantage of being alone, Daddy." Linda said with a wicked grin."Uh... sure honey... we really haven't... uh... been alone much, have we?" Tom quickly.