The strings of our spit bridged our lips as I pulled away. Janet's eyes were glazed over, she was breathing hard, as was I, we had stirrings within us...that had been missing for a while. We kissed like that many times from then on even holding her close to me feeling all of her ass etts. I didn't hide the fact that I was hard as a rock, I was tired of being embarrassed about having an erection. After all it was working the way it was suppose to. Janet came over one morning and asked if I could. What she felt for Gabriel far surpassed anything she’d ever felt for Daniel. Her feelings for Gabriel were so intense. It was more than just passion. They’d gone to a youth center he frequented with Michael where troubled teens went. Abigail had felt so proud seeing him interact with those kids, watching their faces of amazement when he and Mike walked into the center’s music room. Their joy when their favorite rock stars jammed with them and gave them pointers. Abigail snuggled with a grin. "One time, about a year after I first started playing with myself, Momma caught me and she was pretty upset. My punishment was to leave the door open." To stop you?" That's what she said. She also used to say things like, 'I hope you're not playing with your cooter'. Since I had no idea what she was talking about, I confidently stated that I was doing no such thing. It took me a couple of years to realise she meant my pussy. It was too late by then," I said, giggling at the memory."I imagine. Just now, in fact." Doesn't make it any less true," dad says. "If I could go back and doeverything again-" Yeah, well, none of us can do that," I say. "And I was never a perfect-umm, son..." But you are a perfect daughter," dad whispers. "I don't think a daygoes by when I don't think about the first time I met my daughter... Icringe with shame every time. Every. Single. Time I remember how Ireacted." Yeah, my own reaction wasn't too different, I think to myself."Like I said, none of us can turn.