Instead, I approached the girl next to her, Cindy Hartwell, Amanda's maid-of-honor, and asked her to dance.Despite the fact that she had also just ret...rned to her seat, she graciously accepted my invitation. The music having already restarted, we joined the other couples on the dance floor.We had been favored with a slow number. Cindy proved to be a very good dancer, blessed with a natural feel for the rhythm and following my lead easily, which was something that my sister, who had taught me. At the same time I will do as I have promised and remove the barrier inside of you so that your and Mr. Hansen can have a happy, pain free union at the proper time. Do you understand, what I am telling you, Felicity?" I guess so, Reverend," she replied hesitantly.She watched as the minister went to his desk and poured liquid from a crystal decanter into the little goblet she had drunk from on her first visit."Now my dear, I think you need some of the special, blessed nectar that God's wonderful. “Jesus! Amber, what the hell are you doing? You’re fucking naked!”“Do you like what you see?”“Yes. But that’s not the point. You’re my daughter and it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to see you this way.”“It’s fine. Do you like my breasts? Come and feel them…Daddy!”Jack, Amber’s father just sat there while his daughter played with her breasts. She moved her hips side to side while dancing for her father.“Your mother wouldn’t be happy that you’re doing that. What is it you want from me?”“I. I don’t know how I will ever show you how much I appreciate all that you are doing for me! Could you please get three bananas, a smallish cucumber and small jar of Vaseline?” I stopped right in the middle of the aisle and stared at my phone. I could hear her asking if I got that and then some other things, but there was no doubt what the woman was communicating and you could have knocked me over with a feather! I finally told her I would pick the things up and be on my way back in just a.