" Lucinda again gasped and before she could say anything else, I continued. "So, Jacinda...you have some experience of boys then? Have you ever mastur...ated a boy"? Jacinda nodded and smiled, "Oh yeah...quite a few, actually! Me an' some of the other girls from the 6th form would go into town sometimes of a night and pull some older guy - not an old fucker like you though - no offence - an' end up wankin' him off in an alleyway or in his car..." I pretended to scribble something on the. ."Here's to my new daughter," he said as he lifted his glass, "may she andI find our way through this together."I almost cried when he said that, wiped away a tear, then we went home ait later. I changed into my nightgown, then joined him to watch the latenews. He didn't say a thing when I showed up in the lilac nightgown, buthe looked, he couldn't help himself. The next morning I was up first, andafter I changed into a pair of jeans and a blouse, I went in to makebreakfast. Dad showed up when. I told you that skirt was too short.”“Bollocks. It’s fine. Anyway, I’ve got clean knickers on.”Janet sniggers.We’re sitting in the Victoria Wharf shopping centre, having a coffee. We’ve spent the morning looking round the Victoria and Alfred Waterfront, which is the modern shopping and eating development in Cape Town, down by the old harbour. It’s pretty smart, with lots of posh shops and eating places; a bit like London’s West End, but with much better views (Table Mountain, anyone?)Outside,. He kissed his way down her bare, soft stomach, then up the inside of her thighs, pulling her stretchy, floaty skirt over his head so she couldn't see what he was doing.He loved being inside this dark, damp cave filled with the rich, musky scent of her arousal. He kissed her lightly through her silky black panties, feeling the moisture already seeping through and inhaling that wonderful, sexual fragrance.She sighed as he pulled her panties to one side and ran his tongue along the crease at the.