‘I see him in my dreams. I feel him over and over again. It won’t go away.’ I slid closer to her, and held her in my arms. ‘Jolene, look at me...’ She turned and looked up at me. Her tear streaked face broke my heart. In that moment, I realized what a mask her sensual, sexual side was. She hid a deep reservoir of pain underneath it. I also realized how fragile she really was, and how, so far, I’d taken advantage of those frailties. I felt like a real creep. ‘You can let it go. You must let it go,. “Ha, ha! Faked you out! Big time!” she chortled.“You blew up the bush yourself!” he accused her, laughing with her.She admitted it. “I had some energy left over, so I just discharged it.”“You’re incredible!” Mac announced, admiring her naked body.“Ain’t I, though?” she agreed, quite pleased with herself.“And you didn’t die!” Mac said, happily embracing her and holding her tightly.“Nope!” she said cheerfully. “I’m the same ‘me’ that brought you here.”“Good,” Mac replied, leaning down to kiss her. “Hey, you okay?” he asked before he could stop himself.She jumped a little at the sound of his voice and looked at him, clearing her throat. “Colin. You’re back.”“Yeah . . . ” His voice trailed off as he noticed what she was wearing. Nothing but a slouchy sweater. It had slipped off her shoulder, revealing her right breast. The fine lace of her bra did little to hide her nipple from his gaze. Her long, smooth legs were tucked beneath her. “I . . . damn.”She seemed to realize her partial nudity. My dick felt harder than it ever had been before and it was throbbing. I very-well might have come if I’d continued to kiss the young girl. Without even touching my dick. Dad was chuckling again. “Maybe try sitting back and relaxing a bit, with a hand somewhere on her.” I chose her shoulder, but before long, I moved my hand over her skin, my eyes roaming even faster than my hand. “Go ahead, boy, touch her little titties, tell me how they feel.” “They feel great, Dad,” I said,.