” My voice cracked a little: “She did?” Sherry nodded and smiled. “He’s probably a good companion and you feel safer when he’s around....�� “Yes,” I said, “he’s a very good companion.” I put a little twist to the ‘very’ part and Sherry gave a little grin…[she had been told ALL about him?! I wondered how much she had been told about my naughty dog.]We continued with our snacks and small talk. Later, Sherry walked into the kitchen, her bottom moving sensually under her little dress, returning. ”“Andrew Muldurhoek,” I cried, tears close. “Let me talk with your father!”“I want you to come back, Mom. I want your hand. I learned some new stuff, and I need to try it all out.” He huffed and puffed. I could only imagine him thinking about those new, and likely terrible things he wanted to try with me.“I’m going to hand up.” I misspoke.“I want your hand, Mommy. I want your hand up and down, over and over. Hand me, Mommy. Gimme your hand real good! Oooohhhh.” He blew all of his breath into. . One that I looked upon as the the time I would officially give my virginity to you Daddy. Yes at 16 I became indecisive. But It took several days on the Internet for me to figure my thoughts out. That I would only be satisfied if I was fucked by you, Daddy. I still remember the first time I initiated that moment between the two of us. I hadn't planned it when I went to the kitchen for some water. But when I caught you watching porn in the living room, while fondling your cock. I couldn't. Yeah, she was tan as a berry all right, but whiter than white inside."I must've been asking for trouble," he said aloud in the still air of the porch. "But goddamn it, she was a fine little piece of tail." Hanson tightened his jaw until the muscles twitched at his temples while he thought of Billie's lovely body. The long, straight, flowing brown hair. The way it tumbled over her shoulders like strands of silk. And those pretty, thin shoulders and that narrow, sweet-smelling back. He laughed.