‘You did, thanks.’ Rick Handleman, my co-counselor and another Nanticoke vet, teased me about what he saw. ‘You’re moving up in the world, Lo..., making it with Princess Becky. Shit, man, I remember back in the day when chicks wouldn’t look at you. Now you have the camp prom queen squishing her tits against you.’ ‘Just an aberration,’ I said as we both stood on the boy’s side, arms crossed, watching the kids dance. ‘After tonight, she’ll forget who I am.’ Not meaning to be gratuitously. Your weight would feel good on top of me, and your mouth would feel so good tasting my collarbone and my nipples and my stomach. My skin would be warm where you kiss me and tingly where I would want you to kiss me. You would reach the waistband of my skirt and I’d whisper to you to take it off. Your tongue would skim the lacy edge of my panties and I’d stroke your hair while mouthing ‘Please…’ My legs would fall open like a flower for you and your hands would sit on the tops of my thighs while. Her ass was clearly visible to me now, and it didn't seem as if I had ignored that soft spot of hers either. On either ass cheek were impressions of a male hand, redder and sharper than the bite marks on her breasts.Oh my God! What had I done?I buried my head in my hands, and the tears were flowing when my daughter's soft hands cupped my face and raised it to meet hers. "Why are you crying, Dad?"For a few seconds, I did not reply. I stared at the beautiful face, even more beautiful in the. We went back downstairs and l put my shorts back on. I thanked her for showing me her room and said l’d had a great time fucking her.”She kissed me saying I was sweet. “I know l’m too old for you,” she said, “but if you do want to fuck me again, l’m always available.”“Oh l’d love to fuck you again,” l said, “and perhaps you can teach me how to use some of those things upstairs.”I was walking up the street when Mr.Collins came out of his front door.“I’m glad l’ve caught you,” he whispered,.