. to get ready for bed." She said."They made you undress in front of them. For how long?" I asked her."Since I was eight years old," Wendy started to ...ob. I pulled her to me; she tensed up but then relaxed as she felt me stroking her hair. "You don't like doing that do you." I asked her, she shook her head - not daring to speak her mind. "Then you don't have to do that with me." I told her.She pulled back at looked at me. "Do you mean that daddy?" She asked me."Of course Wendy, I don't want you. I knew there was more expensive and better ones out in the world, but I figured I’d start small and simple, and with a bank. I knew bank employees had to answer to someone so it was less likely for me to be ripped off by some person I find online. We set up some account. Id have $20,000 in my bank account anything more than that was transferred to a special high yield savings account. He wanted to set me up with further CDs and IRAs and other letters I can’t remember, but I wanted to start. It lasted for at least a minute, maybe longer. When I finally calmed down, I felt exhausted but wonderful as well. I reached over shut the light and crawled into bed. I dreamed of naked girls running through the showers, with me running after them, my hand at my crotch, empty.I woke up before the alarm, took a quick shower, and got dressed, put on my makeup. I was just about to go downstairs when I spotted Anne's calendar on the wall. Curious, I checked it out. Friday, I noted was circled in. However, what stunned me was that she was ripped! Wearing just a sports bra and shorts, I could see her well defined six pack. Her arms looked like she had 2 percent body fat; bulging biceps which made me think she had just done a set of curls. Her legs, quads, etc were quite muscular too. She didn't look like she was on steroids but looked as fit as she could naturally get. I don't know how long I was staring at her or how I was still jogging straight on the treadmill but when I looked back.