I was sure it was under discussion at the farm. I had no idea the war it was causing.One set of engineers was complaining that I was completely functi...nal the way I was at that moment. While a different set said that listening to the first set was why at that point in time I was not really ready for one of the missions they had designed me for in the first place. Of course I knew nothing of the infighting at the time.Anyway I need a special dress unless you want me to stay home.I am sure we do. It was like her chill that morning had been a premonition. The thick, hedged walls of the maze rose high above her once more, though not far above her paramour’s imposing curled horns. They entered and the walls of yew-tree plunged her into dark shadow.He took her far into the network of passageways, never pausing to consider his direction, somehow never mistaking a turn―until they were enclosed on all sides by yew save for one exit. The center of the maze―with its stillness and its scent of. Was it...MY OWN DAUGHTER??? I clinch my fist and curse for allowing myself to possibly fall in love with my own daughter's cotton covered crotch. This is so wrong. All of it. Whether it's her cotton panties or her friend's I was still watching these young girls with horrible lust. So so very wrong! And what if it was my daughter's pink panties that I was drooling over? How could I think that way about my own daughter? I mean dreaming of running my fingers up and down her legs, and bowing down. " Maybe she didn't see anything. I'll try to find out tonight," I offered.Elizabeth, if she detected what I was saying, didn't react to my statement about finding out what Missy had seen. "Did you happen to see my suit?" she asked."I found the two pieces next to the pool. They were still damp. At first, I thought to hang them in the shower to dry, but I thought better and hid them under a stack of clean towels," I said."She'll find it. She goes through my things when I'm at work," Elizabeth.