She was always there when he came back. In a way, he came back home to her. But she had always distanced herself, not shown any interest in getting in...olved with him romantically, always preferring to be his friend.He'd tried, so many times to tell her how he felt, but when the time came to speak of his love he pulled back. He was afraid that she would reject him, and he didn't know what he would do if she did. He lived hoping that someday, she would love him too. If he lost that hope, he. He put his hand behind her neck and rubbed her and told her "You sure grew up to be a very pretty girl." Then he scooted closer to her and ran a finger over her cheek. "Does that feel good? Do you like me to touch your face?" She smiled and told him "Yes, it does feel good. Do you like touching me?" He answered "I sure do. Very much." He then pulled her closer and kissed her mouth. She did not pull away so he tongue kissed her and pulled her tighter to him. He looked at her and said "Do you. Kal ko iska baap teri jaan pehchan ka nikal aayega to tu kya ise beti ki nazar se dekhne lag jayega. Aur ise chodna chod dega?”50 saal wala aadmi, “Is behn ki lodi ki chut marna to main kabhi bhi nahi chhodunga.” Ye sunkar 55 saal wala aadmi bola, “Bas isi liye keh raha tha beti aur beti jaisi hone mein bohut fark hota hai. Tu to khud hi bol raha tha ki tu kai baar apni beti ki friend ko sochte hue hi apni biwi ko chodta hai.”50 saal ka admi, “Main samajh gaya, ab chup kar.” Vinod ko bhi ab. I just wasn’t sure what this all had to do with me. “These men,” Theresa explained “were not gentle,” “They sometimes they like brutes,” she stammered. “I want it to be better for her first time,” She finally explained that she would like me to break in her daughter. “Huh,” I said. I must have looked a little shocked at first. “Me?” I repeated Theresa covered my hand gently with hers, and said that I was a nice man. I would be good for her first one. I was.