She was surely going to make heads turn in the party. Well this was all too good to be true. She looked at me and she had a twinkle in her eyes.Me: Yo... look beautiful dear.Shina: Why should I not? After all I am going out on a date for the 1st time and that too with my Pa.I was speechless. I just went inside and after a shower changed and then taking her along drove to the party. As I entered the hall with her hanging on to my arms proudly every head turned to us in total admiration. Every jaws. I could feel her disappointment, I could see it in her eyes, and it was very emotionally distressing.I’d asked myself this question so many times. Why am I doing this? I knew the answer, or I was reasonably certain I did, but it was never something that I wanted to admit to myself, or even attempt to come to grips with. “I don’t know,” I whispered.My father spoke up, “You’re making very adult decisions, Jenna, and that’s a child’s answer. More than anything, we need you to be honest with us,. . Nikki started visiting with me every other weekend and then or most of every summer.* * *Nikki was 15 years old when Jenny and I divorced. She was beginning to blossom as a woman and she looked less and less like a c***d. Even though she was not my c***d -- not biologically and not by adoption -- I felt like her daddy and I was very protective of her.Nikki had grown up with me and she had always been very comfortable around me. Neither Jenny nor I was particularly inhibited about our bodies. 00PM then."As Rachel hung up she could not help but feel that events were developing faster than she liked. Quickly she hurried to the bath room to prepare a fragrant hot bubble bath. She felt a tad nervous and soaking in the scented water for an hour would help to calm her nerves and clear her mind.Stepping out of her clothes, she stopped to admire her long lithe figure, flawless white skin and firm supple breasts. She knew that she was still a head turner but the past few months had shattered.