It had been a long day. Ithad been a weird day. Who does that jerk think he is? Barging into ourlives, making fun of me! And now he's LIVING here!... Stupid Ranma.Stupid Daddy. She turned over, staring at the wall and trying to settleher thoughts enough to sleep. It wasn't happening: the room feltstifling even with the window open, her covers too heavy, and when sheturned over again she saw that Ranma was standing in the room with her.The last one made her sit bolt upright in bed, pulling. ...to the living rm...there, was dad, sitting on the sofa...lookin worried.....but his face started to changed....as i noticed him surveying his young daugtther.... i was made to sit down in between them...as soon my ass touched the cold sofa....nur gave a very long kiss....which i reply....it wass a thrilling sensation....i felt dirty....yet innocent!nur smooth hands could be felt ard my thigh area as she heads for the cunt....continuin what she left just now...i never kiss a gal b4....i felt. And don't forget your toothbrushes and stuff. We'll pack our sleeping bags tomorrow morning, just before leaving. While you're doing that, I'll go 'ask' Jennifer for permission to go on the outing; this will allow us to go get some supplies from Cookie for the trip. The whole idea is to keep a low profile. Robert, would you take Tom with you and get a couple of six man tents out of storage? If Cookie says anything about the size of the tents, tell him I want the extra space to store the gear. "This damned conference is going on too long. I can’t wait to get home, but unfortunately, like it or not, it’s going to be another week, what with having to go to Montreal afterwards.” “Oh, sweetheart. I miss you too. I really wish you were home. It’s too lonely here without you. But please, don’t apologize. You know that I understand.” They talked a little more about generalities and then he asked, “What do you have planned for this evening?” “Nothing really. A little TV I guess, but probably.