“It didn’t work out in the long run because what she wanted couldn’t fit in with nursing and I wanted to nurse... For a couple of years, I was..... her slave.”Marsha had been looking down, her face almost hidden as she said it but once the words were out some tension left her and she looked up. After a second she grinned.“Andy, is there anything that shocks you?” The smile faded and she held up her hand — “Sorry, not a fair question, the last few weeks you must have been in a permanent state of. But please read on for your personal enjoyment. I would also recommend that you read the previous two chapters, My Friend’s Daughter and My Friend’s Daughter Chapter 2, for a better understanding of the story. My Friend’s Daughter Chapter 3 Just to give you a bit of history on what has happened so far. My friend Karri and her daughter Lexi had come to visit me from out of state for a couple weeks while I was between jobs. Karri had lived with me for a few months while working near my. She giggled and let it run down her neck into the beautiful opening between her tits. She then got up, called me a bad boy, because I had ruined her blouse, and told me to take it off.After she stretched out on the couch, I slowly opened the buttons, pulled the blouse off and admired those stunning tits of hers. I kneeled down and cuddled my head between them, sucked each nipple for a while and licked the warm flesh. Then I went down to her belly, still flat and firm, while she pulled off her. I turned her around, slowly and gingerly, onto her back, and then gradually spread her uncovered legs apart. All I could do was marvel at her exposed opening to that place that led to so many ways that I was able to feel highs no other mind- or body-altering substances could take me. I wondered what it really felt like for her whenever I stroked and tickled those soft, delicate and moist folds around the outside of her hole. I wondered what triggered her to moan and wail whenever I rubbed and.