" So you like being fucked don't you Mary?" She took a few seconds and I thought I might have to actually get up and smack her. Obviously she could se... that and quickly answered. "If I really love the man I'm with, then yes I like to be...fucked." Bullshit, I snorted. "You're a hot little bitch who loves to be fucked and fucked hard. Aren't you?" She gasped and shook her head violently. "No, no I'm not!" "Yeah right," I said, "That's why your still standing there with your skirt pulled up. You. Uh, gee, sir? I? I? I couldn't help it, sir," she stammered, not sure how much he had seen."Close the blinds, Brenda. And turn off the lights. I think we'd better try to find a way to help you. And we don't want to be seen, do we?" Oh gee, sir? I don't know? Are yuh sure yuh oughta?" Yes, I'm sure, young lady. Now, do as I say!"Brenda went to the windows and closed the Venetian blinds and then turned off the overhead lights and returned to stand by his desk. The young teenager wondered what her. " You're probably right but it just doesn't seem right or proper. It would be incest and, anyway, your Dad's not even cold in his grave. You're right about another thing as well - it's been nearly 3 years since he touched me - it was his lack of interest that first alerted us to his illness." Mom stayed with her face buried in her pillow and I heard a quiet sob come from her."It would only be incest if we make proper love and I wouldn't do that unless you asked." This was not strictly (or. I took the first one I saw and grabbed an Evian for myself."Ray, Here" I shouted"Sweet!" he said gratefullyRay took 3 deep swigs and I saw his Adams apple jump up and down. It made me rather horny again."Ah need anything else?" I'm cool thanks."I slowly started to walk back, and then he said, "Hey wait, no beer for you?" Uh I haven't really drank any kind of alcohol before" I said really ashamed and uncomfortably."Shut up man! Go grab a beer now!" He was laughing"Er-Uh Ray rather not, see I.