We’re not evil ogres.”“I know. But Liz doesn’t trust you.”“I don’t get it,” she sighed. “We treated her almost exactly the same as w... treated you.”“And she’s not me, is she? I mean, even besides being a girl.”“No. I guess I learned a lesson today. Just because a parenting method worked for one child, it doesn’t mean it will work for all children. You kids remember that when you have your own.”“NOW who’s having us engaged?” I chuckled.“Aren’t you? You’re sitting there, holding hands, with. I went in and changed into my trunks. I was waiting on the patio as the two girls emerged from the house.As they walked out my arousal state ramped up about five notches. It seemed that I didn't know that Sally owned more than one skimpy bikini made from pieces of twine and postage stamp sized triangles of cloth. Sally's suit was a nice royal blue color while the one Kim was wearing was white as the driven snow. Remembering what happens when you mix white cloth with water, I was going to have. Start by seeing yourself as sexy. Doing things that make you feel sexy. Enjoy and celebrate your femininity. It is part of you." I continued to hold my daughter against me as I spoke softly into her ear. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. I could feel her nipple pressing into mine. And I could feel the tufts of her pubic hair rubbing against my perfectly shaved mound. I had never felt so close to a woman before. It was not sexual. It was so much more than that. We were making an. . besides you'd go bloody barmy every-time one of those randy old buggers made a pass at me, you're bad enough now. The master-slave relationship suits us both very nicely. Anyway what do you think your children are doing here?" she asked ignoring any more of my jibes.As she'd shown, Monique -- although she'd never met them -- was well aware of who our visitors were. She'd probably recognised them the instant she'd laid eyes on them. After all, beside the apparent likeness in facial features.