“Let’s talk”I grab a chair and put it in front of the mirror, I kick off my pants and I pull you close. I tell you how beautiful you are. I hug ...nd kiss you. I sit on the chair and have you sit on my lap facing the mirror. I rub your nipples and want then grow.“ Daddy loves you Baby, you are so grown up and sexy” I say as my hand is on your belly.“Let’s both look in the mirror, and let Daddy touch his baby girl, our secret, OK?”I hold you tight and my hand goes over your puffy pubic mound to. My sister took the message. She lived three blocks over and got my number from one of our neighbors. What she needed was yard work, especially clearing a patch so she could plant roses. I called her back and gave her my price, which she agreed to readily. I arranged to come over the following Saturday.When I got there I found a note that the garage was open and to take whatever I needed. She would be back in the early afternoon. I gathered all the tools and garbage bags I needed and got. Cindy decided against telling her the truth. She would just explain that he mom needed her to drive her somewhere Sunday, that way no-one would notice where she went.The next thing she did was focus on what to wear. If she wore the usual mini skirt and short tops, they would not even let her through the front door of the church. So she decided to wear this long denim skirt checkered country style blouse and boots. Sunday came around and she left for church early. She wanted to arrive at church. I’m assuming we’ll hear more about that any day now. And, oh yeah, finally, we’re working on the details of Denise’s mom’s moving now. The issues are straightforward and not a problem at all. We should have a plan for you some time next week. So that’s what I wanted to tell you. Take care of yourself and I’ll be in touch.”Denise had prepared dinner so we ate right after my phone call. Then I suggested that we do our school work; she had already been working on hers while the food was in the.