There was Katie though. She was just shy of four and her questions were simpler, uncomplicated ones. I knew I couldn't talk to Michelle like I'd talke... to Katie. That just wouldn't work.Peers don't count either. Questions didn't count when I was Michelle's age. We all shared in the questions and we had our friends to "discuss" our concerns with, rather than ask an adult for an answer.I was going to have to learn a skill real quickly. You see, the very first question from Michelle was, "Dad.. .rest of his body was smooth except his chest.. he was just damn awesome… he suddenly caught me seeing his body and said.”pata h mast dikhta hu main, itni exercise aise hi nhi kari”. i just smiled and we went for a walk. That night I could not sleep and kept on thinking how would it feel to take his cock in hand! over a period of time..we became quite frank and used to talk about sex too.. he was quite open about it..One weekend he sent me an SMS that he had got amazing porn videos and. So I had just gotten out of work and planned on heading home after yet another long day of working two jobs. I probably didnt need to keep the second job after all this time, but it helped when unexpected bills came up and when we wanted to buy something or go on a short getaway. After my evening shift some of my co-workers were hanging out for a little while after work having a few drinks and asked me to join them. It wasnt anything out of the ordinary, but usually I would just decline and. I'm going to take this really slow and drag it out for as long as possible."The motions of her body squished her warm juices into his exposed flesh. His skin started to tingle. Was that the acid starting to eat its way through?His face cracked. He trembled. Water welled up in his eyes.He couldn't take this. It didn't matter that it wouldn't be final, that he'd most likely wake up back at the checkpoint fully intact. He'd still have the memory of it. And the experience of lying here and feeling.