Please forgive me. I promise that I'll never do this again..." I can't believe this. My own daughter doing such filthy things. Masturbating to the tho...ght of two girls having sexual intercourse with their father. You wait until I tell your mother about this. It seems that you have forgotten what happened to you the last time I caught you masturbating in the bathroom..." Oh, dad please! Please don't tell mom! Please forgive me, dad! Please ... i'm begging you. Please don't tell mom!" You're a. He looked comical in his way and she expected an eyebrow to lift like Spock's.Three twenty two stepped carefully forward, his nose questing for any information about this strange turn of events. He didn't know that this was to be the culmination of ten years into an experiment of genetic manipulation; he couldn't know that he was expected to do what came instinctively with a female of his species when she reached sexual readiness. What he did know was that she had no odour. If his eyes couldn't. NO."No! Please, not my friend!" she screamed.He lurched forward and fell face down toward his knees, where Brianna ranto him and kneeled herself to hold his face. There was no sign of theghosts any longer, at least, but Williams eyes were empty."Are you okay, William?" Brianna felt tears come to her eyes. This body- the hormones, the chemistry - made her brain feel completely differentto how it once was. It felt so easy to cry now, and a wave of empathyfor her friend, who had come here and. I slept like a log and don’t remember anything else from that night. The next morning I was again incredibly sore between my legs and in my tummy, not much less then after that first time, but my heart, my spirit felt so different. For the first time ever I initiated kissing and hugging with both my parents and they were very receptive. I couldn’t stop giggling and was happier then I can ever remember being. How quickly things can change. . .After foster dad went to work, mom and I did some.