A moment later my knees got weak as he took his hand off my breast and brought it down between my legs. I thought I going to pass out as he rubbed my...wet pussy through my jeans and thong. I finally had him stop and told him this was crazy as I reminded him that I had a boyfriend and that he was my boss and old enough to be my father."I don't mind, besides that's what makes it so fun and exciting," Thomas whispered in my ear.He then kissed me full on the lips before he laid me on the bed. It. It’s delicious. I think about Dylan’s bald head and how Egan has always had his awkward ear-length hair, how Shannon is always about 10 lbs heavy, according to her. She can eat as little or much as she wishes and it won’t change, except by one day’s worth. What would it be like to grow old like this, to be strapped into that bed, repeating like this?I wait for a few repeats, maybe a dozen before I go back but stop at a newsstand on the way. His reaction is the same. We do our ritual ... my. I still didn't go for it with tongue and gaping mouth, but like her, I had my lips slightly parted. We kissed for a moment - a gentle, loving kiss - and then parted. She looked in my eyes, and I went for another.Mom finally pulled out of my arms. "I've got to get the sauce started. I can't stand here all day making out with you," she said, lightly punching my chest. "Go in and tell your Dad hello."Ah. So we were making out, were we?When I went into the den, Dad was glad to see me."Where have. Part villain, part friend.Part of me didn’t want to be manipulated by her. But I knew that come hell or high water I’d likely give in to my addiction and be glued to my laptop screen in a few hours time.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Luckily for my sanity, my day was an incredibly busy one. I left the hotel at eight but such are the distances in this remote corner of Africa that it was still a two-hour drive until we reached the site of the hydroelectric dam that.