After that she'd put me in panties, which was worse as it rubbed my cock! At age 10, I came down early one Saturday morning, I wanted to try this ver... pretty grey dress with taffeta and see if I'd cum again. The whole scene had me intrigued. Well, she caught me after I'd already cum. She said to get out of the dress and go to my room, what I was doing was gay! After that I was much smarter, by 12 I was hanging with girls in school too. I played the horny boy so I could not get beat up by. Then one day, as we sat on the sofa together and everyone else was in another room, he put his arm round me, which wasn't unusual, but he was looking at me differently and was looking down at my boobs for sure. Instead of his usual tickling and messing about, he just started stroking my arm. After a while he started moving his hand up my arm, getting ever closer to my boobs. I just sat there and let him carry on, not knowing if he was after my boobs or not. Then very slowly, as he was stroking. He’d leave his office door open, and there I’d be, happy and free while everybody else was swallowed up in layers upon layers of heavy tight clothes. When I was nude, he’d ask me to walk around the office and “help out” the guys for the rest of the day. He called me his funny little bennie. Daddy looked at me expectantly but the thought of laying next to my father for anything other than sexy love revolted me. My stomach began to turn. “Come here Puss, what’s this here?” He giggled as I walked. “Good points; I won’t debate them because it would appear that I’m downplaying their importance. And those are definitely significant considerations. But that’s what life is like, isn’t it, after all? It’s meeting one’s responsibilities. I’m used to taking on responsibility. I think I have the need to be challenged with significant responsibilities. It actually makes me work harder when I’ve committed to a major obligation. Besides, being the guardian for a high school girl will be great.