Mind you, I feel nothing sexual for my step daughter, only admiration. Well, after ten minutes she came down and was holding something to her waist. ...I did not bother asking but I gave her a peck on the cheek and off she went. About half an hour later I heard footfalls coming up the walkway and I suddenly got into a prankish mood!! I ran up the stairs and dove into her closet, intending to scare the beejeezuz out of her when she walked in!"Dad?" she called. "Daaad?" "Come on Chrissy, lets. Over the drink she told us her husband had been killed in the war and she'd brought Katy up to the cottage for a while to help her get over his death."Frank was in a prisoner of war camp" Laura said, "He only came home three days ago" Oh dear, so you've come here to get to know one and other again?" Basically yes" I smiled just as the door crashed open and Poppy came in holding hands with Katy, "We're bestest friends" Katy announced, "And Poppy's sleeping here tonight" Hold on there a minute". ."I finished his sentence for him."When you're fucking me?"A little reddish colour came to his face. He nodded."Yeah, when I'm fucking you. It doesn't hurt, you know, down there?"I shook my head. "Maybe I'm a freak, Brad. Maybe it's supposed to hurt,you know, like in the stories I read online. In a normal world, I guessit should. But the thing is..."I paused for a second. Thinking things is one thing, I realized. Sayingthem out loud, acknowledging them verbally, especially to. You start the shower and tell me to get in. You close the door behind me and I wash my hair and start to lather up. When my back is turned, I hear the door open and you climb in with me. “Thought you might need me to wash your back for you.” you say. I look back and smile to see your naked body just inches from me. I reach back and rub your hip but you push my hand away. “Uhn uh, not until later Baby. Let me just take care of you.” you whisper. You soap up my back, washing and massaging me.