Enough ofhardship for my maid." She replied with her eyes sparkling fromexcitement and mischief."Now to practical matters, go and have a long shower t... get the dirt andgrime out of your body. Then do your best morning makeup, that means notvery loud and finally put one of your long ethnic skirts on togetherwith your most feminine blouse. I'll meet you here in about an hour sowe can drive together to town. Pedro will drive us." She concluded andshe turned back to go to the main mansion obviously. Then she swallowed again, and stood up, tentatively, eyes darting around. I reached in and picked the t-shirt and handed it to her. “Put it on.”She quickly complied, pulling the t-shirt down as far as it would go – which wasn’t that far. I reached in the back, gathered up her other clothes – or rather, my clothes that used to belong to her, then closed the doors, made sure the car was locked, and took her hand.We walked up the short hill to the main entrance, which was buzzing with a busload of. She spent two years under water and cleaned up quite well. I trust her more than I do most people. Anyhow, off my soapbox I get.As I mentioned before, I’m back to writing. I’ve about got the initial outline fleshed out and I’m working on story flow as I’m knocking out scenes screen play style. I’ll then convert it to story form, pretty it up, and smooth it out. I know it seems weird the way I’m doing it but it helps me conserve CPU cycles so to speak. At this point in the game, it’s still. I woke up to see that my father was fingering my pussy which excited me. I asked, “What are you doing daddy?” He said, “The thing that you wanted.”I was about to say something. He kept his finger on my lips and kissing my neck said, “I know you want this, by the way, you dress, see me, I could feel it.” Slowly he brought his lips to mine and I kissed him. It was my first kiss and it felt magical.Slowly his tongue was asking the permission to enter inside. So slowly we started tonguing each.