I didn’t take any of the hints he dropped about ending things and when he just stopped calling me I called him constantly. I was probably becoming q...ite an embarrassment. Eventually he got things down to about one fuck every two to three weeks and he bitched and moaned about that. Needless to say I was going out of my fucking mind. I thought that I was losing my lover and I was totally addicted to his dick.Late in 1999 something happened that was to have a profound affect on my life. My dad. So cute, hot, perfect and beautiful all combined into one. I just couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be part of this, even if it was wrong on several levels. But it takes two to tango and we were into it. The new suit opened perfectly when she bent over, I had so many tit flashes that day I had to walk away and do some work just to compose myself. I said to her later that she is amazing and I’m a lucky guy and she just smiled and said that she had fun today too. At this point I didn’t know. I tremble from panic that he is going to touch and hold me like he is ever affectionate of doing. My body can counter to that quite active sexually and erotically, and that is the last thing on my mind right now. I cant help myself but ogle and make awed eyes at this stunningly beautiful being before my eyes. He is so exquisite and attractive. Just his sighting alone makes me stop thinking about that all-the-time vexing and annoying portrait of Charles. Oh, by the way, we are finished and. I would regret that decision later on. If only my future-self could have come back in time to warn me. I should have just turned around and went to bed. I should have given my daughter her privacy. I should have done a lot of things. I didn’t, though, and that one event started the downhill slide of events that happened over the next few weeks. “C’mon! You know you like it! Why don’t you tell me?” Cassie said in a seductive voice. “I can see that you like it, you pervert! Why don’t you show me.