He said, he would think about it. I kept on reminding him and one day he gave me the packet and told me to follow the instructions and to hide it. I t...ld him not to worry. About a week after that, as routine when my mom went out, he asked me if I had been taking the pills as directed, I replied yes I did and told him to let me know when he wanted to do it. He smiled and told me sure he will. He told me that he was not feeling well and was going to take rest. After few minutes I went to find out. I could feel her fathers cock on the other side of the membrane. It felt strange as our penis shafts rubbed against each other separated only by a thin piece of skin inside her. It reminded me of a condom and I knew I wasnt going to last much longer. Neither was Frank. I felt that lovely feeling of a build up in the base of my dick when another sensation hit my shaft. It was Franks tip erupting inside his daughter. The force of his ejaculations were actually felt on my cocks length. I realized. There were no words needed between us … simply a look and I knew what was expected of me. No, demanded of me. We were perfection in its truest sense. Now little things send me spiraling into tears under his scrutiny, knowing how disappointed he must be to see how I have retracted while he was gone. My timing is off … my responses not instantaneous. I used to be able to read his mind and know what he was thinking without question. Now I find myself stumbling for words and quick responses to his. Second, there was a water tank at the top of a fifty-foot tower. It was filled by a pump, which was operated by a windmill.According to the information on it that Fred left me, the water tank used gravity to operate the indoor plumbing. However, during the cold months, the water was drained out of it, the pump disconnected, and the house plumbing was not used. This left the old tried and true outhouse, which was cold. Of course, I could and did use a bucket of water to flush the indoor toilet,.