I thrust my breast forward and pleaded for more. Please daddy.. Dont stop it feels so good. By this time daddy could feel my juices. I was soaked and ...new I was soaking my daddy's shorts.He slid his hand down my stomach and and slowly stroked my pussy, Daddy said he could feel how wet I was and he couldn't wait to taste me. Daddy's slid his finger between the lips of my pussy, stroking my clit, rubbing in small circles rubbing harder.. my hips moved on daddy's lap I could feel his hardness. I laugh mirthlessly, Mama always told me never to fall in love with a bull rider but I knew better. I close my eyes thinking of him. Tight Wranglers, big buckles, scuffed boots and a Stetson. What more could a girl want? I chuckle wryly.Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house or the jingle of keys in the lock to the front door. Suddenly large, strong hands are lifting me up from the sofa, embracing me. Arms wrapped tightly round me, never. Someblush to my checks, and finally lipstick. When she was done I wasdumbfounded. Staring back at me in the mirror was a very pretty woman.Somewhere in there I could see myself but I doubt if anyone else wouldrecognize me.When we were finished I paid Sandy for my hair and the cosmetics she hadused. I put the cosmetics in my new purse and thanked her holding out myhand. "I don't think so, remember you're a girl now," she spoke, andwith that gave me a hug. I left the ladies behind and headed back. The white funerary stone glows in the silvery moonlight. I run my fingertips along the freshly incised lettering signifying the consonants and syllables of the name I still worship as a goddess as if you were still fresh sprung from Jupiter’s loins.You made me who I am, my Dear, and I was always your willing adulate. Forever in my heart, I hold you close, as if you were still my dear sweet bride, though that memorable induction ceremony into the maelstrom of your life was a whole lifetime.