He felt her lips brush against his neck and suddenly this was not his daughter anymore. She was now a very desirable woman. His hand reached back and ...egan sliding up and down along Karen's calf and thigh. He felt Karen's warm breath close to his ear, then a small gasp as his hand moved to the inside of her thigh.Karen backed away quickly. Now she wasn't too sure of herself. This was her father. What the hell was she doing. But when Brian turned to face her, she knew from the look on his face. Just come over here at sixo'clock. Bring your bus ticket. And please Barbara, be ready for anything."=========It was decided.Richard sat in the bathtub full of warm water. It was nice and relaxing.Usually baths, as much trouble as they were, were reserved for Sundaysbefore church and two other times a week if he was particularly ripe. So,this felt like the special occasion it was. Throwing one leg onto the edgeof the edge of the tub he generously spread his father's shaving lotion overhis. "Leave it to me, nobody will think it is for you."I was beginning to panic but he was so assured that I accepted hisword.We went into the first ladies fashion shop we came across, not acheap one but an expensive one. It smelt of rich fabrics andwonderful perfume.Two ladies approached us in a pincer movement. Both had strainedbemused looks."Can we help sir?" Hopefully. My wife and I, oh and my son here, arrived on the trainthis morning. My wife's suitcase has been stolen and so she hasnothing to. Getting back to my story though, my dad signed me in at the boarding school and left me at admission to fend for myself as he had to return to work.I was very nervous as I had never lived away from home before in my entire 16 years of existence! Well it did not take long for the older boys to line all of us Grade eights (newbies) up and choose their “slaves”. A well-built bloke who was already sporting a beard in Grade 12 chose me as his personal “skivvy”. He led to his dormitory and told me to.
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