" Now. Please, please." You have more than enough piano music," her mother said. "If you have to play more songs, learn some more from the hymnal." I ...now many hymns already. I played for the church when Mrs. Deetman couldn't." And we were proud of her, Charles," her mother said suddenly. "Could we afford the new sheet music now?" If both of you are determined."The lyrics were every bit as appropriate as she had thought it was, and every bit as sad. "From this valley, they say you are going,". The sight of that tuft ofpussy hair and those womanly breasts made me give in. I reached behindme and flipped the lock. Then I doffed my clothing as quick as I couldand stepped over to the bed. She reached out and began to stroke my cock again, her lying on her sideon the bed, me standing next to the pillows. "What do I do now?" shesaid. "Should I put you in my mouth again?"I reached down to stroke her pretty hair. "Just lie back and spreadyour legs," I said, trying not to sound too frantic.. I was startled! "Cyn, what are you doing?"... she didn't answer. "Cyn, you're my daughter!" "Yes I am. Don't you love me?" She turned those baby-doll blue eyes and looked at me reproachfully. "You know I love you, but not as a man and a woman." "Aren't I pretty enough for you?" She moved her hand down to my thigh and in spite of myself, I could feel my dick growing. "You're the prettiest girl I know but incest is wrong!" "Dad, I'm over twenty one. I'm happily non-virgin. You're not molesting. She sat down and pulled her revolver out in one smooth motion. "Who the fuck are you?" "Whoa, whoa... Don't shoot. I'm on your side." Benny lifted his shirt revealing his distinct scared heart tattoo on his chest. Melanie lowered her gun and lifted her tank-top revealing her own smaller sacred heart on her side. "Why are you following me? Who are you." "Im following Charlez actually... I know he meets you here everyday then you guys go on your runs." Benny explained in his accented English. "I.