It preceeds my consciousness of sexuality, this I am certain. As far as I can remember I have always had a litte crush on some boy, and occasionally s...me girl, perhaps a female teacher. But they quickly faded away as waking fron a dream. I loved crawling into bed with Jake early in the morning as the sunlight was just creeping into his room and cuddle up close to him. I was fascinated by the mysterious bulge under his pajama pants but my tiny brain could not discern what on earth could cause. They have had a good thing going for over a year. He didn't see why she would want to mess things up with this attitude about her mom. Jack had made it clear when they started sleeping together that he would never leave her mother, that he was still in love with his wife and sleeping with his daughter on the side was just something Jack would do until he got l****a out of his system.However, it has been over a year since he started up with l****a and she is still in his system more than ever.. He sits, fully nude, in his favorite recliner. He leans back, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. All is dark, save for the moonlight passing through the thin curtains and illuminating his face. I kneel before him, between his knees, where I feel so comfortable. I am just as naked as he – unless one counts the four earrings in each ear – but I am not graced by the moonlight. My fingers gently stroke and caress and squeeze his rigid hardness, that one aspect of human anatomy belonging to. Maybe jogging and lifting weights would work for her as well? The look of admiration was momentary as she did not want to be seen to gawk and so walked over to her dressing table chair, turned it to face in to the room, and sat down."Knickers off," Georgina ordered.Was that a look of attraction from Georgina, Amy wondered? However, she had to follow instructions and blushed as she pushed her knickers down to her ankles stepping out of them and putting them on the bed. She stood up straight and.