He had his sheet and blanket pulled up to his neck. All I could see was his sweaty face."Would you like me to get you a wet cloth and something to dri...k?"Nodding, he said, "Thanks."Going into the bathroom, I got a washcloth out from under the sink, ran cold water over it, and went back to him. He was sitting up, leaned back against the headboard of the oak bed that had belonged to one of our Great-greats. No one in the family could quite remember which one it was and there was a heavy. Finally he spoke."Sara, this can't happen again. It was wonderful but it's wrong. We are father and daughter. It's incest, it's wrong! You're mother would have my ass in prison before you could blink!" he pleaded. I sat silent just staring at him. I turned away in a very pouty manner, staring out the window."Fine!" I replied through clenched teeth.The rest of the day was rather long. We did the calling hours and had lunch with some of the family and friends dad knew. At lunch I was feeling a. When I have finished my few housekeeping tasks, showered, and joined him in the kitchen, I am agonizingly aware of how little of my nudity is covered by the apron. Master just kisses me, caresses my bare bottom, and hands me a cutting board. "Get to work, dear. I have after dinner plans for you." We move easily around the kitchen preparing dinner, but he always seems to be just behind me, or within arm's reach. He slowly rubs against me as he is getting the plates from above my head, and. But it was not unexpected. It gets like this during the holidays every year.Hooray for you for starting off the next chapter in the Christina saga. AND we still have eighteen days until we get past New Years. My list that I sent to Santa has a Christina/Karen moment right at the top of the list and with eighteen days of holiday parties yet to go it just might happen.Still waiting to hear from TGBL on chapters 6 & 7 so I can post them.To: JPB 12/15/06 7:50 AMGuess who called me? Remember Nick,.