I should know better. If I want your attention, I should just ask for it. I am ashamed and busy myself with the dishes, cleaning up. Packing the coole... I notice you getting up. The feeling of ‘wait’ has changed, is more charged. I quickly look away, turning back to the cooler. I feel sudden warmth as you move behind me, the strength of your arms surrounds me. ‘Daddy?’ I want to talk, to understand why I feel like this, why I need this. The words don’t come. Instead my breath comes quick and. I took my piss and we went back out. We caught up to my sister and she asked Sam how things went “Well he sure did take his time” Sam commented “You did not, no way” my sister shouted back “Ooh hell yea I did” Jen got right in Sam’s face and told her not to do it again Sam back off and said she would not. As Sam was walking away she turned and looked at Jen “oh by the way, he wins” “What” jen said with a weird face “He wins. Hands down, no questions, no one is even in second or third. I leaned forward and wrapped my mouth around his shaft and began to pull, suck, and caress it with my tongue. He moaned in pleasure, but pulled his cock from my mouth. “Today is for you, Stacey.” I took a deep breath as he laid me down onto my bed and slid his hands down to my skirt. He gently pulled off my skirt, revealing my drenched panties. The fabric clung to the outline of my pussy, and James smiled. He pressed his finger gently over my clit, and began to massage, sending waves of. "Call from ... Luke."So me, the Sopranos, and a shit-load of junk food. It was actually a humorous sight.I stuck a Sour Patch in my mouth as I rewound to catch a line I had missed. I was playing the DVDs on my laptop, it had a DVD player on it.Then a pebble landed on my bed.I had left the French doors open, and someone was pulling the whole "Let me throw rocks at your window to get your attention." Except the doors were open, and instead it should have been "Let me throw rocks at you to get.