”I soaped up her back and washed her whole back, from the top of her butt cheeks to the sides of her huge hanging, swinging, breasts up to her neck....When I was done, I was still being held in place by her anal muscles.“I love you.”“I love you, Erin. Are you ok?”“For some reason, last night was ... just ... wonderful. Please don’t think badly of me, but it was the first time in a while that I really felt like we were married.”“I know. That’s why I thought it was so important that we all start. Just like that time with her mother. I was lost, totally lost.Then Chastity said, “And today’s our Birthday. Loving with you would be my second-best present ever!”Of course, I bit, “So what was the first best?”“You! Especially having this Birthday with you.”I sat between my loves and kissed Rachel and then Chastity. “I’m going to Hell in a handbasket!” Deep kisses.It was zero dark thirty – California time – and two hours later here. I woke to a sobbing, nearly hysterical daughter/wife clinging. She seemed not to notice the reversal, chatting as we were about the impossibilities of upcoming examinations, but when we stopped for ices, her arm continued to pass over me without my motion. I’d have died of embarrassment had I thought she could feel my excitement, but my bra was Indian.But when we bid adieu at the bus stop, I doubted she’d even had awareness where our arms had wandered.Not much thereafter, I went to Ellen’s house to prepare for the geography examination, and in her her room. I walked down the hallway, one hand on my hip holding my dress closed, as I remembered I was supposed to stop in and see Mr. Ozmann before I left.I knocked on his door and heard his familiar voice say, "Come in".I opened the door and walked in to be greeted by Mr. Ozmann getting up from behind this desk, smiling at me. In an odd way his smiling face was a comforting sight after the day I had.He met me in the middle of the room and gave me a hug, looked me up and down, and smiled as he said,.