. If so many things hadn't conspired to come together I never would have even seen her. There's something about winter nights that can be almost exhil...rating. The way the cold air can be so crystal clear, the way the snow hides the grime of the city beneath a blanket of white, the way sounds seem to travel for miles. Even though it was almost three in the morning and I had been working since noon, I felt awake and alive; the beauty of the empty streets giving me hope that tomorrow would be. She held him while he knelt over the toilet. She was really worried about him. He didn't look good at all. When he finished retching, she put him back down on the blanket. Hands trembling, she wet a washrag with water and patted his forehead with it in an attempt to cool down.Once he settled down a little, she went into his bedroom and looked around for his phone. She didn't have a cell phone yet and didn't want to leave him to use the phone in the kitchen. She spotted his cell phone on his. "Hi daddy" Katie jumped up and kissed me lovingly."Hello Paul" said Sharon, adding softly, "And thank you"Both girls were dressed identically in cut off denim shorts and white blouses, fastened in a knot under their breasts, no bra's of course and by the way the jeans were pulled up in between their delightful little buttocks, no panties either!"Katie" I said, "I fell asleep darling!" You were shattered daddy" she replied, "I didn't have the heart to wake you"She slipped a hand beneath my robe. I was saying that with my friends when we were just 12, twelve years old and we knew men got erections, but the gravity escaped us, it was the fun of it.I was one of the girls that pulled her knicker front down to show boys my pussy and let the older boys cum, through masturbation, onto me. I was facinated by this hot stream streaking across space and landing on my vaginal region and feeling it seeping into my knickers as I walked home.I must have held some kind of unwritten record for a twelve.