Bear wasn't the type of girl who worried about people noticing her body. She knew her gifts.I followed her in and closed the door behind me. The apart...ent was well furnished, each room supplied with appropriate decorations and furniture. There was a bathroom with a large hot tub, big enough for Bear and I to bathe together. The kitchen came with top of the line appliances. The living room had a large flat screen TV surrounded by couches and love sacks. The bedroom had a queen sized bed, a large. "I found myself a copy of this couch. I have it in my office now." Oh," said Jolene, "I didn't know they were making replicas. I've been meaning to move that one to the main house before it gets too ragged." They're not," said Marcus. "I found an original at auction in Vienna and had it shipped here."Jolene rubbed the back of her neck. "That seems like a lot of effort to get a couch." I find this one very comfortable," said Marcus, "considering that I sleep two or three nights a week in my. My answer seemed to satisfy them and they resumed their trumped up play.After about a half-hour of casual observation, where they were mainly cuddled in a corner of the pool talking, I stuck my head out and asked them if they wanted a drink or something. They looked at each other then Megan asked, “Could we ask you something, Papa?”“Sure,” I responded, “Shoot.” “Well,” she said hesitantly, “could you come on out and sit down?”I wondered what this was all about, but complied with the request. . Wishing I had said, "Oh, Daddy do you HAVE to go? Please don't go! Please take me with you!!! Please let me look into your eyes one more time! I need to see your face, Daddy. I need to see your eyes. I need you to own me with The Look, one more time!" But, in silent resignation, I only looked up at him, on Moving Day, in utter awe and devotion, honoring his need for silence, instead. Remembering, still, how Moving Day was the ONLY time that Daddy ever came inside my pussy. Recalling the warm.