There was a lot of hunger and desire in that kiss, a need that had been pushed down for a long time and now was coming out in full. Daddy-Derek wanted...his little girl and he wasn’t waiting for me any longer. We practically stumbled into my apartment, almost fused together. Daddy’s hands were all over me, his lips were kissing me with a real hunger, I was getting him out of his clothes as fast as I could. ‘The bedroom … ‘ I gasped out, wanting him in there immediately. ‘Don’t want to wait that. I’ll drop it for now.’ She looks relieved even if it’s only temporary. What she said earlier is still ringing in my ears. I need to talk to her and clear the air. I’ve dreaded the day when we would finally breech this subject. What are we? Definitely more than lovers, she’s my best friend, my confidant, my Ana. And I don’t hate her in spite of what she believes. If I did, I wouldn’t drive myself crazy so much trying to maintain a reasonable distance from her. It’s difficult. Lord knows I’ve. Constant working with his tools all day was very obviously shown on his rugged and jagged face and upper body. His broad shoulders and strong upper arms showed piles of meat layers giving a real brawny look. He looked like a very calm and quiet introvert person as he sat there hushed up only moving his hands a little to fix his lungi couple of times and then the silence brokeRehan saw a little light shine on Hameed’s face coming through the hole in the back wall as he turned a bit and said,. One night we were in the kitchen together - she was drying dishes and I was sitting at the table, sipping coffee and watching her. She turned toward me and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?" I smiled at her, "If you have to ask the question you wouldn't understand the answer." She cocked her head to one side and smiled, "I'm going to have to be careful around you, aren't I?" "Not too careful I hope" I replied. She stared at me silently for a few moments and then turned back to the.