Dad made the popcorn and poured everybody a glass of wine as I got the next movie ready.And both my dad and I stood and stared in shock as the girls a...l came back downstairs. Linda was as usual in my blue dress shirt, and Holly in my red one. But Deana was in a white one with blue stripes that I did not recognize, and realized it must have been one of my dad's.The girls all giggled, and Deana said she was told this was the attire all the girls wore for late night movies. I laughed, and dad. He, that’s old Benson, the science teacher give us a booklet on something called “sexual awareness,” and it`s been a fun one to read, but it tells lies I think, it says ladies don’t have willy`s, which is silly as what would they pee through, though I must admit miss Kennedy hasn’t got one like mine though I can only see her from the top? My dad says mines big for my age, and it spits now and then too, sometimes I rub it to save it getting uncomfortable like those men, but dad says that’s ok,. ”I did as he asked, giving him a very good view of my vulva and bottom as I stood up and turned round, before sitting down again. Daddy's penis was now pressing into the cleft between my cheeks, and I was aware of how soft and silky it felt,even though it was as hard as steel. Daddy pulled my face round with one hand so that he could kiss me, his lips apart and his tongue poking its way between my lips. With his other hand he started to play with my breasts, caressing them, and pinching my. Is ... awkward, coming from a sister, but ... damn! I don’t know what I would miss more if I were Lisa. My freedom or ... my conjugal rights!“Are you going to marry that Indian cutie that I saw waiting in the lobby? She was holding some kind of vigil or whatever until she could see you again. Is she the American kind of Indian or the ... um India kind?” Annie peppered me with questions, surprising me with her level of interest in me.“Native American. Nez Perce. Full blooded, too. We dabbled a.