” Kyle said as he headed to his bedroom. “Kyle!” I shouted, following after him. I could not believe he just said that to me.“Sorry. Sorry, I ...idn’t mean it. I’m just really, really tired.” He sighed. “Look, I’ve got Saturday off, if you want to hangout but, right now, I need some sleep.” and then he closed his door.I didn’t see or speak to Kyle for the next two days… he left before I woke up and came back home after I was asleep. On Saturday morning, I woke to find him cleaning his pile of. When I went downstairs daddy had a plate of cheese and crackers and a bottle of my favorite wine waiting. We sat in front of the fireplace wrapped in each others arms. He told me that he had called mom at her job and told her not to come home, that he wanted to be alone with me. This was certainly fine with mom. She knew daddy took me as his lover, a fact that never seemed to bother her.As we sat there cuddling by the fire it seemed impossible for daddy to keep his hands off me, which was just. ”“Well, as I mentioned before, my mind seems sharper than it was. They did say that we would heal faster.”“Like I’ve said already – and yeah, I’m amazed by it – I seem to be able to think more clearly and somehow quicker, and my memory seems ... more vivid, too. And Jas, you may be right. I mean, my shoulder was really screwed up, and worse than I said, but honest, it feels a lot better now, and I think it was better even before we got back. If it continues to heal the way it has so far, I. "That's a gift from Betty but she said you have to share it with me," Ilied."You can have it all; I don't like mayonnaise," she said. "Take the blouseand slacks off and let's see what kind of underwear you bought."While they were selecting panties and stockings from the bags from Betty'sBoutique, I slipped of my slacks and blouse. They stopped rummaging whenthey saw my new breast forms and couldn't keep their hands off them --except to fondle my pink satin corset and my gaff which was.