It had rendered her unable to move. I finally mentioned to Stacy that she didn't have to cover her pussy from me. She didn't respond. I asked why s...e was covering it. Her head was resting against my chest. I could feel her silently start to cry a little more. I held her. "What's wrong, baby? You can tell me. I love you so much. I never want to be away from you. We can get past this, OK?"She leaned into me and held onto me.There was silence for about two minutes. Then she spoke."I. .. confused. Agh! I kinda grew, uh, fond of, yeah, uh, you, you know and...”Suddenly, I expressed the only brain fart my dumb teenage mind was capable of producing, given the circumstances, “So just be my girlfriend for these couple of days. You said you wanted to teach me how to handle girls, so teach me.”Befuddled, she looked at me. With a crooked smile, she slowly shook her head and lifted a single eyebrow.She mouthed something inaudible before finding her voice again. “You're incredible.. Was she going to be there. Why was she there. Then I remembered. She was taking exams and finished at lunch time every day. I lay on the bed and again started to make my cock hard. Then it happened. Across the landing the door opened again. this time she was in her panties and bra. The door was half open and she stood there. I smiled and carried on wanking but this time instead of the magazine I looked at her young fit body. She clearly was doing the same. Her hand slipped down to the front of. Her hands went to her blouse and began to unbutton it. I was dumfounded as she began to strip off her clothes. I could also feel the beginnings of an erection starting too."Uh... what are you doing Julie?" Stripping... Bill." I can see that. Why are you stripping?" I want to be naked. I want to be held. I want to be fucked. I want sex with someone who could love me. I want you to take me." We've been over this Julie, I am your father. You can't... you and I can't... we can't..." We can and we.