My wife was upstairs in her office working late, and no one else was around. “Follow me,” I said to Katy, and led her down the outside steps to t...e basement. I turned to face her as I leaned against my workbench. “Is kissing allowed?” I asked her. “Sure!” she replied, and melted into my outstretched arms. I held her in a tender embrace, and our eyes met, followed by our lips. Katy’s lips were soft, yet fiery. She knew how to use her tongue as well, and I almost came right on the spot. I. Just wanted to make sure. I know perfectly well that there are ways for a man and a woman to physically express their love without intercourse,” she said.“Mom, this is so embarrassing,” I replied.“Nothing to be embarrassed about,” she said. “It’s perfectly natural. I’m relieved to know that you are being responsible. I do ask that the next time you two want to be intimate that you go to your room and close the door,”“Mom, I couldn’t do that,” I retorted, “Daddy would kill the both of us.”“Don’t. What was I thinking? First, sex was serious business to me. I admitted to myself that I had a deep affection for Haley, that it was more than just neighbors and friends, but to have SEX with her? What did that do to us? I could've happily been her friend and tutor and occasional companion and benefactor until she grew up and moved on.She was fourteen. Almost guaranteed to move on. But what about that conversation about how kids her age ... We'd TALKED about what 'I love you' meant, and then the. I noticed she picked a shirt that covered my Heathen Tattoo. I mean Heathen in the religious sense. It’s a tattoo of Yggdrasil surrounded by a circle with specially chosen runes outside of it. Fehu for Freya, Sowilo for Sunna and Dagaz for HER. The circle stands for fidelity.My youngest is full of surprises. She is a deep thinker and keeps her cards close to the vest. There has been some tension in our home over religion since my illness due to the “on again off again Flanagan” way my brain.