I remained still as if I was asleep.The bed moved and I felt smooth hairless legs between mine. I had left spread open giving him perfect access to wh...t we knew he and I both wanted. Then there was the feeling of a cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass and I knew I had seduced my dad. Not a word was said as that cock found my hole and pressed against it. I tried to relax as much as I could even though the natural reaction was to clench my ass shut. I felt the tip of his cock slip past my. "Clear," in fact, described the result perfectly. Virtually no detail at all in the negatives. Nothing. Zilch. Nothing I could salvage, even with the hardest highest-contrast paper I could find. It was hopeless. I felt like shit. Like failure. Dad wouldn't have approved, I'm sure of that.Just a fuckup. That's what it felt like and that's what it was. So, no, I didn't cry, but I felt like it. I solved it the way I'd solved so many similar things over the years: I cut it out of my life. I told. I had come very close to having the same thing done to me, but was that really an excuse?After our hike, we went home and cleaned up before heading over to Brenda’s. None of them would care what we were wearing or how we looked, but I felt it was important for us to be clean and look our best.I knocked on Brenda’s door, knowing that she had told us to treat it like our own, but deliberately drawing the line. Sally, Brenda’s daughter, opened the door and smiled with joy at seeing me, then. He had worked late at the office, just catching up on unimportant stuff that he had let slide, because he didn’t want to go home to an empty house. His lover, Mattheau was out of town on business and was expected back tomorrow afternoon. He missed Mattheau a great deal.Mattheau and George had met a little over a year ago. Staring at himself in the brightly lit tavern window, George was still not sure what Matt saw in him. From the blazing neon glare was reflected the image of a short,.