I slept with my dad every night from the time that I was 5 until I was 17 unless one of us was sick then I’d sleep in my own bed. When I was younger...I would frequently wake up with my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest. As I got older I’d wake up and find either myself spooned up behind him or him spooned up behind me. There was never anything sexual about it. I’m sure a lot of you are skeptical about that. A lot of you are probably thinking that my dad is some kind of pervert. One hell of a lot of fun.Bob dropped us off at the complex and he, Natalie, George and Sherry took off for their own further "old" teenager adventures. We piled into our place to clean up a little and feed our faces.Mom had left us a note:Hey, guys. Blake and I are stress-testing furniture at his place. Make yourself at home -- I/we may be back tonight or maybe not. Anyways, I trust you all.Plenty of food in the kitchen. Steven and Lucia can feel free to use my bathroom for showers, etc.But. Obviously Curling iron now in-hand, Alex turned in her chair to face Andy. Although she completely understood why he would want to leave, had he not felt that explosion of tension? She accepted that Andy was Haleys boyfriend. The smart one of the Dunphy children, Alexs brains and unerring common sense told her that she only felt this compulsion this strongly because of the shock of the incident, a flash of convenient desire wanting to be indulged in. It was the kind of thing hormonal teenagers. Luckily, I get some more personal interaction with her on the message boards, as she logs on a few times week. We’ve been friends for almost three months. Lillian sent me an invitation after reading some of the stories on my blog. I think adding her to my growing list of “Neighborhood Milfs” is the least I could do.Our weekly chats usually involve the topic of self-gratification and certain sex toys. I confessed that even though I own several dildos and vibrators, my preferred method of.