My cock was fully erect now and was pushing through my jeans. She slowly unzipped me, letting it glide over my throbbing cock. I was massaging her si...es and working my hands into the edges of her panties. Once my pants were completely undone, she quickly took them off and tossed them to the side. My cock was sticking straight up in my boxer sorts. But before she took them off, I turned her over so I could have control again. I began by kissing her neck and working down to her breasts. I. Maybe that’s what he wants to talk to you about.” She shrugged her shoulders. Apparently, she didn’t have too many details, yet. That usually meant it was still in flux. Trudy always knew the details. She winked at me as she gathered up her purse and shoulder bag, “Hadn’t seen you in there today. Working late tonight?”I smiled at the implication and raised my eyebrows, “You know him … work, work, work.” She laughed and I knocked on the door.“Sorry, it took me so long, Sir. The day got. "Not necessarily, but I know sex has always been a big part of your life." Absolutely not! No way!" said Holly vehemently. I was surprised at the tenor of her response because she was rarely vehement about anything."Holly," I continued softly, "I like to believe that one thing that we have always had between us . . . was complete truth. I'm not suggesting that you're not telling me the truth, but I sense there's something you're not telling me." Daddy, I swear!" Alright, I believe you and I. She might have hated her smile but I loved it. I loved her. I still love her. It was six years ago today that they were taken from me. The house was decorated, the cookies were baked, and the presents were wrapped. I got the call at work. A police detective was telling me to get to the hospital. I remember screaming at him through my tears because he wouldn’t tell me what was wrong, who was hurt. My boss and best friend Jerry drove me to the hospital. I was so shaken up he was afraid I wouldn’t.