She felt his hands pulling her tight against him. She loved the feel of his hard body against hers. Morgan recognized a heavy smell of sex on him. Dad...y's hands groped her in ways other than fatherly, but Morgan didn't feel creepy. No, she liked it and it made her feel loved. She knew that no one could ever make her feel this safe besides Daddy.Tom, felt apprehensive when Morgan jumped in his arms. But that started to fade away quickly. Her scent intoxicating, almost hypnotizing. Her body soft. We matched eyes for a few seconds. For that those few seconds, Becky licked her lips and tasted her juices. Becky was smart. She was pretty. She had dance training. However, her body was not like the others there. So, she used her smarts and knew who to seduce and what to use on her body. Her best assets were her brain and her mouth. I looked inside, and I noticed Becky smiled, and went faster, her breasts bouncing in syncopation. Did she like being watched? Nonetheless, I put that in the back. And the confidence that stems from having an 11 inch penis doesn’t hurt either.I am walking to my car after finishing the first of two days of shooting on a movie. Not a cloud in the sky, yet I am “lucky” enough to get struck by a random bolt of lightning. I wake up five minutes later, being checked on by one of the P.A.’s on the movie, Eileen. She’s only a three years older than me at 28, but she’s still fairly new to the world of Hollywood as well. “Are you Ok?”I gather my bearings. I look at. Just the frogs and the cicadas and whatever other insects felt like being a pain but particularly the frogs and the cicadas. ‘Do you see that?’ Greg asked, and then for the first time since I’d been down in Louisiana, first for school and then because I was following Emily Tanner around like a hopeful puppy, the frogs and the cicadas went silent around me. The chill and the lump in the throat. Yes, they are clichés of countless horror novels and stories, but they are so for good reason..