So I smiled at him and moved a little. But he also moved to my side and again placed his hands to my lap. I felt a little fear in my mind. Because I ...idn’t understand what he wants and there was no one in the bus stop except me and him. At last I asked him what he wants. He said can he touch my penis? And he wants to play with it for some time. I felt a little ashamed. I said no and stand from there. But he again came near me and tried to touch my tool again. I don’t understand what to do, how. I’ll ping you in the morning.”“See that you do, Adam. I care about you, and you’re worrying me right now.”“I will, Susanna. Good night.”“Good night.”What was happening to me? It was as if I was submitting to Susanna. Twice I almost called her Mistress! How could that be? Yes, we were friends, but how much did I really know about her? I decided that I needed a good night’s sleep to try to get my head on straight. It took me a while to fall asleep, but eventually I did.I woke up feeling. “Just promise me you will try to make it, okay? It doesn’t start ‘till eight.”At the same time, Daniel is thinking: he can actually make it to the play on time if he wants to because he lives only a block away from the theatre, separated just by a 5-story parking garage. But –“Alright babe, I’ll try.” Daniel lies as he looks right in her eyes and then starts to make out with this brunette who has been nothing but a cock-tease all along, not only to him but all the other guys she’s dated before. Still, you can’t fuck your own daughter, now can you. Candice just smiled wider, opened her arms to me and said, “Come back to bed, Daddy. It’s getting cold in here without you.” I moved over and pulled the covers over her. Candice frowned. “Kiddo, we can’t do this. Fathers and Daughters don’t sleep together, especially not naked.” “Why not? Didn’t I come and crawl into bed with you when I had scary dreams, and didn’t you keep me here when I was sick and make sure I was OK? And didn’t I.