Jon felt a bead of sweat drip down his face."Ahh, I see I have found the right place." The man entered the room. He was of such ponderous girth that J...n had no idea how he would fit through the threshold, yet he seemed to negotiate it as though it were nothing. "I have here a Singing Valentine to be delivered to a Mr. Jonathan Stanford from a Miss Cai— Ah, I beg your pardon, from a Mrs. Caitlyn Stanford. Your bride, I presume?"Nathalie giggled. Jon had to clear his throat before speaking. "Uhh,. Feeling a bit grungy, part of her thighs still feeling a bit sticky, she debated about taking a shower. She wanted to make sure that she had everything picked up before Jax just did it ... It was not his job, though he probably would ... She would be embarrassed a bit if he picked up after her too much.In a surprisingly short amount of time, things were back to normal in the main room, except for the large mattresses. As she worked, Jax had joined her, telling her to not worry about the. .. How could I react to you like this, to my little girl, to any woman who isn't Mary?" How long have you been without sex, Dad?" Totally shut out for about 5 months now, after being gradually pushed away in the previous 3 months." Dad, I want to confess now to something I've never thought I'd be telling you. You see Dad, ever since I was 13 I've fantasized about being with you in your bed. I used to listen to Mom's cries of pleasure and was so jealous of her... Now is my chance to fulfill my. 'Miss?' he attempted again, placing his hand on her arm but taking it back in surprise at the feeling of it sinking so far into her soft flesh. She did turn at this though, fixing him with the vacant happy look which she generally gave things that didn't immediately promise sex or the deprivation of it she said something that he didn't understand. Not that he much noticed, he was overcome with amazement at how her whole body jiggled with the movement of turning her head 45 degrees towards him..